Blog Blast for Peace

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HELP! I need somebody...

Ok, but not in the way you guys think.

More time for explanations later when I'm not under the watchful eye of the boss. But if ANYONE out there can get me a copy of the piano music for Lee Aaron's "What'cha Do To My Body?" and can get it to me before Wednesday 4pm EST, I'll love you forever!



Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

BlogBlast for Peace...Join the Cause

It's almost time kids. Of course I don't have to tell most of you that.

But, in case you've been under a rock for the last two years, or you're new to the blogosphere, this is what Blog Blast for Peace is all about:



BlogBlast For Peace Meme ~ Join The Revolution

Here are the rules and the story.

Copy this into a post and tag as many people as you'd like.

The Peace Globe project began in the fall of 2006 with a simple post from one blog. The post ignited a flame in the bloggosphere. The flame became a passion. The passion became a movement. It amazingly traveled from blog to blog to blog across the globe. Bloggers wrote passionate articles on what peace means to them, along with the promise of three Latin words scribbled on a globe - Dona Nobis Pacem (Grant Us Peace) - branded with the integrity of their names or blog names. It was positively inspiring to watch. And it began to happen all over the world - from Singapore to China to Afghanistan to Brooklyn.

It was simple. And powerful.

We will speak with one voice. One subject. One day.

Won't you join us?

On 5 November 2009, DISPLAY YOUR GLOBE IN A POST. Title your post "Dona Nobis Pacem". This is important. The goal is for all blog post titles to say the same thing on the same day. Write about peace that day or simply fly your globe.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE TAGGED TO PLAY.

Please consider passing this meme through the bloggosphere.

This is Mimi Pencil Skirt reporting from the lovely land of the Peace Globes.

Memeing the Movement.

End quote from Mimi Writes...

So there you have it kids. I've been participating since the inception (I don't think I've missed one) and to go through the blogosphere and see the globes, from one end of this world to the other, is so heart warming, and gives a real sense of hope for the future of this planet. And for the future of mankind.

For a post that truly does this cause justice, pop on over to the Couch and have a seat. Vinny never fails to find the right words to truly bring it all together.


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cold....

The distance between us is overwhelming.
I used to be able to see
your heart from anywhere I was.

Now the wall around it is so high
I can barely see the top.

I used to be able to feel your love
just by coming home.
Now it's just a house.
Cold.
Angry.
Empty.

Nothing.

As long as your anger smoulders
I'll never feel warmth.

As long as your hatred builds
I'll never feel love.

As long as you cannot forgive
I'll always be alone.

Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

Johnny Castle is immortal

The blogo-sphere is probably filled with pictures and tributes to the man who made dancing cool for guys to do.

Patrick Swayze made Dirty Dancing what it was. There was a great supporting cast, but he just shone right through as the star.

I loved him from the very first moment I saw him in The Outsiders. Playing Darry, the big brother, doing his best to keep his family together.

I have nothing deep to say today about his passing, nothing that I can type out at this time. I knew once I heard that he had pancreatic cancer that his death sentence had been proclaimed. My aunt - God rest her - passed away from it within a year of being diagnosed. I can only imagine how much pain he was in towards the end.

My heart is in sorrow. His performances meant more to me than I will ever be able to say. Each one struck a chord in me.

Johnny Castle, Darry Curtis, Dalton, Sam Wheat, Derrek Sutton, Vida....all those roles will live on in my heart, as will Patrick.

It's amazing, Molly. The love inside, you take it with you.

I hope so. Rest in Peace Patrick.

Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

and as the world mourns....

It's one of those times when you realize how much you need the people you care about, and who care about you.

Michael Jackson's passing was, to say the least, a total and complete shock to most. But as was pointed out to me, he was never in the best of health, and rumor has it that he only ate once a day, consuming minimal calories in order to keep his weight down.

This week, the entertainment world lost three icons. And wives lost husbands, children lost parents, parents lost a child....it happens daily but we don't hear about the tragedy of it all because 99% of them aren't famous. It doesn't make their deaths any less important. And just because the world feels that entertainers belong to the public doesn't mean that they do. They still have families, friends and private lives.

I honestly hope that people respect that fact and allow those closest to mourn their own way, in their own places, without being under a microscope. For a much better tribute than I could ever produce, please go have a seat on the Couch and check out Vinny's amazing post about Michael.

This was passed on to me this morning, and rather than pass it on to all my women friends, and clutter up your inboxes, I decided to post it here, to also share it with those that visit.

To all the men in my life, this isn't to say that we don't appreciate you, and all you do for us. But sometimes, a girl just needs her sisters.



You may have seen this before, if so enjoy, if not, enjoy! How true it is. Each of you, for your own reasons are important to me and I appreciate and value your friendship and support.


A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her mother. As they talked about life, about marrriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter..

'Don't forget your sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them..'

'Remember that 'sisters' means ALL the women...your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women always do.'

' What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'

But she listened to her mother. She kept contact with her sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her mother really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, sisters are the mainstays of her life..

After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:

THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.

BUT.........

Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.

When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end..

Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out.

Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family: all bless our life!

The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other..


Y'all know who you are. I can't thank you enough for being my sisters.





Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.

i fell to the dark side.....

I can hear the chorus already. YOU LIVE THERE.

Yes, my address is
666 Dark Side Lane,
Somewhere Across the Universe, Section 8
Planet Transexual 90210

But I am now on Twitter (OH yeah - THAT dark side).
Come find me, if you dare.





BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.






Ok, so look under angellz. There, I made it easy for ya.




PS - let me know who amongst you gets the address references. Tank you veddy much.

Stay sane inside insanity ~ and never forget your towel.