Pet Peeves


I’m a bit of a curmudgeon, so I have a lot of pet peeves.

1. We all make mistakes. Humans, by nature, are NOT infallible. Please, for the love of all that’s good and right in the world, proofread. Nothing makes me want to stop reading a blog faster than someone too lazy or quick on the draw to hit that send button before making sure they’re using the right “their” over there!!!!

2. Eating like a cow chewing cud is a big negative in my house. As appealing as your dinner looks on your plate, I don’t need to see it being masticated. Also, please trust me when I say, anything you need to say to me can wait until you’ve swallowed that bite.

3. People who just post a “news” story without researching it. This happens on social media A LOT!! Seriously, ma! I don’t think Channing Tatum died in a freak skiing accident (damn it all to hell!). No, Facebook is not going to close your account if you don’t post that stupid legal notice.

4. OPMs aka. Other People’s Monsters.  My children are not the best behaved. I admit that. They ARE NOT the ones in a restaurant screaming at the top of their lungs, or running between the tables. They ARE NOT the ones in a movie theater that will just not shut up. I know you think it’s just darling that little Susie asks you a million questions about whyistheboybeingmeantothegirl and whydoesthegirlstilllovetheboy and whydoesthebutteronthepopcorncomeoutsoyellow and whycan’tihavecandy and whydoesthesodamakemytummyhurt and whyisthatladytellingmeshhhhhhhuuush and ireallyreallyreallyneedtopee and MOMMYINEEDTOGOPOTTYRIGHTNOW!!!, but the other members of the audience who also paid good money to see this movie, absolutely do not think it’s cute.

5. Drivers who wait until the last-minute to switch into a turn lane. You’ve driven the same route for a year now. You know that the middle lane is not for turning, yet you wait at the red light while all of us lowly, non-Lexus drivers wait in the correct lanes, and then when the light turns green, BOOM! cut us off. Here’s a little clue. Your Lexus is just an overpriced Toyota. Your Infinity is just a high-end Nissan. You are no better than me! Stop cutting me off!!!

Oh my gosh! My lists could go on forever, but I don’t want to bore you to death. Suffice it to say, I am the equivalent of the old man shouting “STAY OFF MY LAWN!!!” at all the elementary kids getting out of school.

Seriously. I’ve done it, already.


Leviticus 18: 7-8


A message to people who try to stifle creativity….

Translation: Don’t be a mother fucker 😉

P.S. I know I’m going to hell. I have the keys to the bus.

Save HarsH ReaLiTy!!


So, according to WordPress, we’re not supposed to help other blogs, if we’re not doing it “the right way”.
Jason’s words abuse, offend, but must of all, they make you think. If loving HarsH ReaLiTy is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

No one likes spam. In internet terms (as opposed to the stuff you find on the grocery store shelf) it’s the bane of our existence. Its sole purpose is to get our attention and once it does, it either begs us to buy something or gives us something we would never pay for – something like a virus.

Then there is the exception to the rule. In fact, there is only one exception that I’ve found in over a decade of browsing the web. It may have seemed like a “spam follow” at the start, but when I followed the cookie-crumb trail that led me back to its source, it ended up benefiting me beyond my wildest dreams: it was HarsH ReaLiTy.

Jason, also known as Opinionated Man, has a huge (over 50,000 blog, twitter, and Facebook combined) following on his blog, HarsH ReaLiTy. His passion for connecting with other…

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Closing HarsH ReaLiTy – Going Private


No! I do not like nor condone this decision! Jason has been so supportive of his followers. He reblogs like crazy, he gives advice, and he has guest bloggers. As far as I can tell, this is the opposite of spamming. He doesn’t have to do these things to get more followers. He does them because he has the means to help others. Now, due to jealousy, he is shutting down.
WordPress I don’t presume to understand all of your rules, but I thought the purpose of this site was to have a forum for writers to get their work read. Jason makes that happen.



How does one go from a loving embrace to wanting to throat punch someone within a few hours?

Be married to my husband.

He’s a good man, a hard worker, a great friend, BUT if he doesn’t drop the bass from his voice when speaking to me soon, he’s going to be no more.

We have been married for almost 13 years, and we’ve been a couple for 15. Ups and downs like any healthy relationship (with a few misdeeds on both of our parts). We have two beautiful, if not conscientious children.

We have different parenting styles. I prefer to nip the behavior(s) in the bud, while he has an “I’m laid back until you annoy me to the point of exploding” approach. Homework in our house is a Sisyphean effort. I tackle the reading, writing, social studies, and projects. He warily approaches fifth grade math. It may seem like an unfair division, but as I’ve said before….many, many times….I don’t math.

The problem with this is simple. The mister works all day, and gets home usually between 6 and 7 p.m. He works in a field where he’s surrounded by whiners all day, so to come home and be bombarded with questions about fractions, decimals, and why the hell any of this is important can be a tad overwhelming to him. This in no way gives him permission to come at me like a spider monkey when I suggest the Prince take his questions to his teacher tomorrow, seeing as how the mister can’t seem to answer a question without a condescending tone. I get it. The boy is a bit of an asshole. He puts off work until the last minute, then expects to be saved. He comes by it naturally. Both his father and I do the same. Damn. Thing.

This has been therapeutic. My pimp hand isn’t twitching half as bad. Now to go listen to some Drowning Pool…

My 5 Senses Right Now



I feel the wind seep into my bones, as I’ve diligently told my offspring to bundle up, but haven’t taken my own advice.
I smell the drizzle as the earth soaks it up into her thirsty soil.
The smoke from the warmth of my mouth drifts up before my eyes.
I hear footsteps.
I taste the sweet spearmint on his lips as he kisses me hello.

10 Songs I Love Right Now


Disclaimer: Nowhere in the prompt does it say that these have to be contemporary songs. So, this is actually “10 Songs I Love Forever” 🙂 Enjoy.

Elastic Heart by Sia

Even before the controversy, I loved this song. After seeing the video, I can’t believe Sia felt the need to apologize. People will find evil in the simplest things these days.

Hopeless Wanderer by Mumford and Sons

Probably my favorite Mumford song. The glorious video doesn’t hurt, either.
” Hold me fast, Hold me fast
Cause I’m a hopeless wanderer
I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I’m under”

Colorblind by Counting Crows

I was already a Crows fan when Cruel Intentions came out, then to hear this hauntingly beautiful song during such a pivotal moment in the movie, absolutely destroyed me in the best way possible.

Back to Black by Amy Winehouse

Oh my darling, you extinguished your talent way too soon, which happens all too frequently among “artists”. I love Amy’s voice and the retro style of her music.

(If You’re Wondering if I Want You To) I Want You To by Weezer

Rivers Cuomo et al. are a glorious bunch of misfits, and I’ve loved them since I was in high school **cough20yearsagocough** I was lucky enough to finally see one of their shows thanks to the bestie with testes.

Holding a Heart by Toby Lightman(aka A Girl Named Toby)

Best. Scene. Ever.

Eddie: Daisy Darling, today I make these vows to you. I will never rhyme “crazy” with “Daisy,” even if I mean like “crazy good.” I will not blow my nose in the shower. I promise to always consult you before getting a haircut, and never grow a mustache.

Daisy: Or a soul patch!

Eddie: Or a soul patch.

Daisy: I will not blame you for the bad decisions you make in my dreams. I will keep an eye on that suspicious freckle on your back, even though I’m really sure it’s nothing. And I will not get mad at you about everything when I am only really mad at you about one thing.



Bodies by Drowning Pool

Lest you think I am single minded in my music choices, the next few will show you my eclectic taste. This particular song is great for cleaning house, or “cleaning house” iykwim….

Con Te Partiro by Andrea Bocelli

If his voice doesn’t give you goosebumps, you are dead to me! Just kidding, but he does have a beautiful tone,  and the duet of this song with Sarah Brightman is equally beautiful. Not gonna lie, this was the first version of the song I ever heard, though. I was kind of a club kid.

Desvelado by Bobby Pulido

You’d think, growing up in Corpus Christi, TX as I did, I’d pick a song by Selena, but no. I wasn’t a huge fan before her death, and afterwards her overexposure made me even less of a fan. Bobby Pulido was my teenage crush. I can’t say that I understand all of the lyrics (I’m only half Mexican, and my daddy never taught me Spanish), but when he sings that he is walking down the street, sleepless, listening to the radio, and he’s searching for his angel’s voice….it sure does make my heart all aflutter.

Hosanna by Hillsong United

I love Christian pop. I love Gospel music. I even love old school hymns. I have a relationship with God. It may not be a perfect one, but what relationship is? I’m not a holy roller, and I’m not a missionary. I won’t try to convince you that your beliefs are wrong, and unless you start it, I won’t have a religious conversation with you. You can’t deny the intensity of this song, though.

So, this is my list. It in no way encompasses all of my favorites. I love all music (except rap!!), and I will give anything a listen. What are some of your favorites?