The Diamond

     I transferred another stitch over, looked again… gasping. My diamond! Disappeared from its setting!  

      I stood quickly, threw aside my knitting searching, panic ripping me to my core. Frustrated tears flowed.  

     Hidden within the plush carpet, my diamond twinkled mockingly.  Thank God!

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Ruby Haiku

precious corundum

symbolizing harmony

burgundy jewels

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Sweet Relief

      Two best friends contemplate the pregnancy kit with trepidation, carefully reading the instructions.   A positive result will change everything.  No college, no life, no man, reputation ruined, no future…oh God! 

     Seconds tick, sweat forms, breaths held.  Judgment comes:  sighs, tears, sweet relief.  

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Hot Haiku

volcanic magma

fiery burning destruction

molten path obliterates

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This month I am making December a little more joyful with NaBloPoMo!

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My "Get Happy" Playlist

This month I am making December a little more joyful with NaBloPoMo!

       Anyone that knows me at all knows that music makes my world go around.  I mean hells bells 99.9% of the time my face book status is that I have my tunes cranked and I am singing along.  Why, because that is what I do.  It makes me happy.  No matter what I am doing, my life has a definite soundtrack.  When contemplating my playlist I realized that it really depends on the day.  If I like a song, I add it to my favorite’s playlist on Spotify.  Have I said lately how much I adore Spotify?  I love Spotify, and I love my music.  So what really floats my boat and gets me in a great mood?

1.  Anything by Maroon 5, but especially “Maps” and “Animals” and the thought of Adam Levine naked thanks to that picture that circulated a while back on the internet just adds to the happiness factor. 

2. Anything and I mean anything by Nickelback because honestly I love their music and I think Chad Kroeger and Daniel Adair are hot. So yeah, it is a no brainer that they are on the playlist.

3.      Billy Currington’s song “We are the Night!” because I can NOT listen to this song without singing along, and then playing it over and over, and singing along again because that is the way I roll.   No, I don’t really think he is hot, I just LOVE the song.  I thought I better clarify that since this is starting to look more like a list of sexy men than great music on my playlist.

     

4. “Bottoms Up” by Brantley Gilbert…once again because I love singing along with the song not because I think he is hot.  He may be hot to someone, he just isn’t to me.

5.  “Classic” by MKTO.  It is just a feel good song and I love singing along, end of story.  I actually bop in my chair to this one because I can.

6.  “Steal my Girl” by One Direction.  Another feel good song!  It is a song I have to sing along with.  I am simply compelled.

7.   “Mmm Yeah” by Austin Mahore and Pitbull is another one I can’t stop bopping to and singing along.  Yeah, I know you are getting a mental picture and are shaking your head about now…but there you go!

8.  “Wiggle” by Jason Derulo and Snoop Dog just because it cracks me up and I can identify with it because I have a big fat butt in my humble opinion.  I am that girl that checks out everyone else’s ass when I am out and about then look at my own and look and then look at my daughter and she assures me “No mom, not even close.”  Besides it is awful fun to dance to and sing those crazy ass lyrics.

9.   “Word Up” by Korn.  I love singing along and bopping to this one.  I know you are getting a mental vision right about now.  Keep a straight face!  OK, admit it, you can’t!

10.  “Yeah” by Usher.  Another great song that gets me bopping in my seat and typing faster than I am otherwise incapable of.

11.    “Addicted” by Saving Abel because it rocks and it is one sexy feel good kind of song.  I like it!

12.   “I’m Sexy and I Know It” by LMFAO because the song is fun, the video is outrageous, and it just cracks me up.  Besides I can rank 5 stars on the “Just Dance” version of this song because I am just that awesome, and always beat my kids on at least song.  I got my wiggle on and I know how to flex.

       There’s an even dozen of the songs that make me do a happy dance.  I could have went on forever,  since writing this post I am on top of the world and firmly in my happy place.

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Dear Me

       Do you remember when people actually wrote letters beginning with “Dear so and so”?  It is an obsolete art form.  I mean think about it!   People shoot others instant messages on Face Book, send a text, or send an email.  

        Those messages never begin with dear.  It is more like   “hey!”, “hi!”, or the famous and ultimate greeting of those trying awful hard to be cool “Sup?”    Not even a “What’s up?”  But “Sup” with absolutely no punctuation whatsoever.   Every now and then you get a “Howdy” thrown in for good measure but no one and I mean no one says “Dear” anymore.  It simply isn’t done.  No one wants you to be a dear one.  They get right to the point and cut the shit.  The niceties are gone.  Even in some business letters we are greeted with “To Whom it May Concern”.  I personally don’t miss the handwritten “Dear so and so” letters. 

         I would much rather type it up.  I am too much of a perfectionist and found old fashioned letter writing traumatic.  I was always so OCD about how my handwriting LOOKED.  Was it messy?  Was it neat?  Did it look Okay?  Dear me…I am glad that business is a thing of the past!  

This month I am making December a little more joyful with NaBloPoMo!

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Amnesia

NaBloPoMo asks:

Who do you like to be with when you are feeling sad?

       When I am feeling sad, I retreat within myself.  I lose myself in my art, a good book, or my music.  I busy myself reading and commenting on others blogs.  When I really have the blues, I go back to bed and escape reality by sleeping my life away.  Honestly, escaping reality is often my first choice. 

         If I must choose someone, then my kids would be top on my list.  Their hugs are balm to my soul.    They care.  Because my husband is rarely home, I have learned not to rely on him for emotional support.  Half the time I don’t tell him if I am feeling sad because I figure he doesn’t need to worry about it and probably doesn’t want to hear it.  I would rather he worried about finding his way safely back to me than worry about whether I am on the verge of slitting my own throat.  Believe me; the notion crosses my mind from time to time. 

         It is kind of funny that when I am at my lowest point I lurk on Facebook surrounded by the buzz and chatter of my virtual friends.  There are a select few that I will share my burdens with, and they always, always make me feel better.  That is a blessing in itself since the majority of these kindred spirits I have never met in person in my life.  There is a connection, and blogging has brought us together.  I count them as my closest, dearest friends and they know who they are.  It boggles my mind that I am closer to these dear friends than anyone who can claim they are blood relations or who actually have personally met me in the flesh.  It makes me realize that most people that have the pleasure of meeting me must find me sadly lacking. 

         My extended family tends to avoid me like the plague…and honestly most of them I have abandoned on Facebook as well.  I have no desire to surround myself with people who really don’t give a rat’s ass if I live or die.   Fortunately, I have found deleting them from my life and my Face Book has given me a measure of peace that I never experienced when I openly welcomed them into my life and heart.  If I have learned anything from life, it is that you can’t make someone care and being “family” doesn’t guarantee anything.  I often wish I could wake up with amnesia and forget the people who have hurt me, and it is probably why I can relate to the song performed by “5 Seconds of Summer” so well.  I can thank them for my trust issues, my insecurities, and ultimately my inner strength.

This month I am making December a little more joyful with NaBloPoMo!

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The Joy of Food

NaBloPoMo asks:

What food always makes you feel happy when you are eating it?

         There is nothing on God’s green earth that makes me happier than a monstrous sandwich or salad from Subway with all the fixings!  I could “eat fresh” until the veggies, meats, breads, and sauces were literally pouring out of my ears.  

         Whether I choose a foot long sub or all those amazing ingredients sliced and diced in a bowl and drizzled with chipotle sauce, onion sauce, and honey mustard, I am one happy camper if I am chowing down at Subway!

This month I am making December a little more joyful with NaBloPoMo!

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Give Haiku

bestowing treasures

charitable donations

benevolent gifts

Inspired by the prompt at

This month I am making December a little more joyful with NaBloPoMo!

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Finding the Joy

This month I am making December a little more joyful with NaBloPoMo!

Today's question is: 

What do you do when you're down to bring yourself a little joy?

         When I am down, I tend to find myself some comfort food, crank my tunes on Spotify to full blast, and lose myself in my artwork.   I find my Zen in art, music, and food.  

       I have always been soothed by music.  After my mom died I would play the piano for hours, playing every single piece of music I possessed.   My soul is soothed by music, my heart filled with unbridled joy, which ultimately results in the unleashing of boundless creativity.

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The Money Pit

      Frantically I dash from one end of the house to the other placing assorted pots, pans, and buckets. 

      Outside the rain pisses down.  Inside persistent dripping taunts and my tears roll quickly in silent desperation.  Damn roof!  Damn house!  Damn weather forecast!

   

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Cold Haiku

unemotional

volcanic gazes frozen

hearts broken, love lost

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Destiny within the Jaws of Death

    

   

      Ensnared within the enemy’s clutches, I instinctively know he senses my terror, discovering it appetizing and thrilling. 

        I have never feared death before, but now that my demise is imminent, how can I not?   How will it feel to have the jaws rip me to shreds?  I pray death hurries.

Linking this to the Fiction Challenge "From 15 to 50"



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