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Being Real: April 2005
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Tuesday, April 26, 2005. I got this in an email forward, and since I am running short on time, I think it is a good quick post. Guess food for thought, maybe you agree and maybe you don't, but it gets you thinking. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. Posted by Sassy a...
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Being Real: June 2005
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Thursday, June 30, 2005. Sum of the Parts Equal the Whole. Under the sun of a New Orleans heat. Waiting, watching, anticipating. Excitement moves into motion. They gather their instruments ready to play. She stands in the middle of the street. Moving with the pulse of time. Paused on our travel down the road. The music has pulled us in. She begins to dance. Wine and comfort food for our ears. Getting lost in a world of motion. Becoming part of something. Unborn baby she carries to the sound. Actors, chor...
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Being Real: August 2005
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Wednesday, August 31, 2005. Tori said it best . But what if i'm a mermaid. In these jeans of his. With her name still on i. Hey but i don't care. Cause sometimes i said. Sometimes i hear my voice. Here silent all these years. Silent All These Years by Tori Amos. Posted by Sassy at 10:26 PM. Monday, August 29, 2005. To My Little Wonder,. Hey look at this, it hasn't even been a whole year, yet I am writing you again. See that kid? That is why people say miracles still happen. Enjoy it. To My Little Wonder,.
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Being Real: July 2005
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Wednesday, July 20, 2005. No longer a swear word: hell. Say it with me: hell. Breathy phone sex like: hell. Pointless mind dribble: hell. By itself it is powerless and non-aggressive. Do not give it power by making it a verbal flick of pain. Making it dramatic and poignant. Only aids to the absurdity of forbearance. It is not even a concept by some religions. And a place by others. It is a descriptive word. A noun for sure. Stop taking it personal. It is you that is offended. By your limited scope. Wedne...
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Being Real: November 2005
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005. Time For Being Real. Isn't there that always inevitable moment in any good relationship when being real takes over the sense of protective thought? That split second thought when you don't care about what the breaking fall is going to feel like in the morning that right at that moment you must take that leap? What I ponder more, is why is this always proceeded by a large consumption of delightful alcoholic beverages? What can be made of such an exchange of pain and love? Or th...
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Being Real: September 2005
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Wednesday, September 28, 2005. Ah the spirit of New Orleans lives on . (taken from an email forward to me by a friend down in New Orleans). Candy may be dandy, and liquor may be quicker, but on Monday, when the juice again began flowing in the French Quarter, it was the power that re-energized happy hour. For the first time since Katrina, the streets of the French Quarter didn't go dark Monday as night fell. When the power came on, I said, 'Yea! Byars was enjoying a cold beer with a friend at Stella, a D...
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Being Real: December 2005
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Thursday, December 29, 2005. I say most because every so often I come across a guy in conversation that tries to outwit the hare, and therefore creates a maze of interaction. Playing ping pong while blindfolded, if you will. It can be fun and exciting but what happens when you get a plastic ball in the forehead? Things to consider, I say. So then I say . in an email, are we getting food or sex? Posted by Sassy at 4:05 PM. Wednesday, December 28, 2005. I guess maybe this hits close to home as I have lost ...
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Being Real: October 2005
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Wednesday, October 26, 2005. In The End It's Going To Be OKAY. My phone rings, it is my child's first grade teacher. Your daughter had a very bad day. I told her, "I am going to call. Your Mother and tell her about your poor behavior". It's okay, she use to have. A tough time in school too". Told myself, 'don't bust out laughing until you hang up the phone, her teacher will NOT see the humor in that'. Posted by Sassy at 4:08 PM. Friday, October 21, 2005. A Horoscope Worth Repeating. As if we ever change ...
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Being Real: May 2005
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Friday, May 27, 2005. I Bliss Like This. He sent me the lyrics to a song. With the one statement that has stuck. "I bliss like this". So simple, yet exactly how it is. How did I get here? What did I do? Which step changed everything? Sometimes I think of all the missed opportunities, all the times that maybe I could have, but didn't. Where was I that it was so out of reach? Why did I not get the needed pieces. Who can save me, do I need saving? Wonder how long it will last? I bliss like this. Well I thou...