What if that tornado didn’t take Dorothy and Toto to Oz, but instead took her to little Havana? Oh how differently THAT story would have unfolded. Yes, this is what happens when I’m left alone with my imagination and a dog in a bag! Well, what would your story be with this adorable pup? Well, you can find out by going to the Arcade. Or you could grab this adorable hair and outfit at FaMESHed and come up with a completely new story of your own design. Let your imagination and inner fashionista take you away like a tornado and see where YOU land.
“I can’t fake it, I can’t fake it
And I know you’re the reason why
I can’t fake it, with you, with you
I can’t fake it, I can’t fake it
And I know you’re the reason why
I can’t fake it, with you, with you
When we first met
We were in the deep end, oh oh
Cause I’m out of it
Staring at the ceiling, think I’m losing my mind
Cause I’m out of it
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
So I shed my skin
Trying to feel something, but it never feels right
Cause I’m out of it
With you, with you”
I’m certainly not going to get into the details, cuz meh. However, first thing this morning, before I’ve even finished my coffee I get a call on Skype about this guy and that guy. He said and he said and he said. UGH! As I’m writing this, I’m still on my first cup of coffee and have the sound of reason in my ear. I simply can’t take another minute of all the crap that I’ve somehow found myself pulled into, simply by listening to a friend. So, it seems there are a lot of shady people on the grid (big surprise, I know) and some of them make multiple alts just to mess with people’s heads. To which I say, steer clear. If you suspect someone is playing you on an alt, my advice is to walk away. You already don’t trust that person, so why bother? I have no desire to dig for the truth. I have no desire to waste my precious time on any of it. The minute I stop trusting people even on the smallest level, is the minute my walls go up and every conversation will turn dry and I will slowly but surely but a great deal of distance between us. Believe it or not, I do try not to be terribly rude, but there’s always the off chance that I’m wrong…it has happened a few times…lol.
It’s Friday, ffs, we should be getting ready for the weekend and to have some fun. Which is exactly what I plan to do. As much as possible anyway, I’ve got a lot on my plate and there’s no room for stupid shit. Bring on the silliness, bring on the dancing, bring on the music, bring on the sexy avatars…and on that note, since I took this picture after FMD’s theme party last Saturday, I’ll mention that I’m hosting there tonight with DJ Davish from 6-8pm slt. Yes, I did just shamelessly plug my shift. LOL. Remember its open to the public on weekends, that includes today…so c’mon over and check it out. In the meantime, happy shopping, cuz there’s a lot of amazing events going on right now and no shortage of amazing finds!
I say it all the time, “I’m not perfect.” I’d had to think what it would be like to be perfect. Thank goodness perfection is impossible, because as Dita Von Teese says, “You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there’s still going to be somebody who hates peaches.” Imagine the bulls-eye that would be on your back if the world perceived you as perfect. Here’s the thing though, each of us is actually perfect in our own way. It is our unique qualities that make us who we are and it took every step of our lives to be who we are today. The person we are today, this moment in time, is exactly who we are supposed to be.
It may not always seem like it, because perhaps we had bigger dreams once upon a time. I know I did. None of the shit that’s happened to me along the way was ever part of my plan…with a few rare exceptions and even those didn’t end how I hoped they would. I apologize for mistakes I’ve made that hurt others, but I am not ashamed of who I once was or who I am today. I refuse to filled with shame. I have enough demons running about my head without adding shame. The longer we live, the more mistakes we make, the more people we meet. The more people we know, the more people will love us and the more people will hate us. We cannot control others, we can only control ourselves.
Today, I’m saying, “Here I am,” take it or leave it. Love me or leave me, the choice is yours. I can no longer worry about the players and haters, my plate is too full to take on all of that. I’m going to work on keeping my side of the street clean, my yard kept, and my life. If your plate is so empty that you feel the need to take on the problems and judgments of others, I’d like to suggest you put that energy into helping someone less fortunate rather than wasting all that precious energy on negativity. In the end, the only thing that will really make you feel better is doing the right thing.
The most common tree in my area is the Bradford Pear. Its a gorgeous tree that had the prettiest little blossoms, usually they are white, but once in a while they bloom pink. They line streets and medians, long driveways to businesses, and so forth. They’re all over my neighborhood. While they’re in bloom, they are beautiful, but eventually the blooms fall from the trees and its usually around July or August. When the blooms are white, it looks almost like snow and when the wind blows its beautiful to see the tiny white flowers flying all over the place.
However, the once beautiful blossoms soon begin to rot in the heat and they stink soooo bad. I swear they have this rotten fish smell, like a $5 hooker’s diseased snatch. It’s awful and I’ll never get used to it. Luckily that’s not an issue in SL and we can have whatever petals we want falling around us and never worry about them rotting.
As shocking as it might be to some, there are actually people out there that don’t like me. I know, crazy, right? I’m sure they have their reasons, but to them I say, “Build a bridge and get over it. Then burn that bridge so there’s no turning back.” My closest friends know I have no filter in either life and there’s not much I’d say behind someone’s back that I won’t say to their face. By no means do I believe that I am anywhere near close to perfect, but one thing I am is honest and straight forward. Which, by the way, makes it impossible to flirt.
As we begin a new calendar week, I want us all to build a bridge and get over it. If we’re carrying around resentments against someone…well, they’re simply weighing us down spiritually and emotionally. So, once you’ve built your bridge throw those resentments right into the water and let them go. While life is the longest thing any of us will ever do, none of us know how soon it will end. Let’s not waste whatever precious time we have left on hate and resentments. I raise my cup of coffee to you all and hope that this week is a good one for all of you.
I know some of my readers are on Facebook and some of you may have even received a birthday message from me (when FB reminds me). I have a tendency to say, “Happy Birthday! I hope this year bring all the love & laughter you deserve.” Or something along those lines. I always wish the love & laughter thing, because to me there are no two greater gifts we could receive. To have people truly love you and to laugh at the world around you. Without those two things, I just don’t think life would be nearly as tolerable.
Life is hard sometimes, but those moments filled with love and/or laughter? Those are the moments worth remembering. Those are the moments we should cherish the most. So, whether you’re having a birthday or not, I wish you love & laughter today and all the days that follow.
I grew up in a pretty strict church setting. Though my father never went to church, my mother would drag me every other Sunday (she worked the other Sundays) and the Nazarene church is no joke. Aside from the fact that they change their doctrine rules every few years about dress codes, they had a lot of rules…like we weren’t allowed to play cards (even Go Fish) because that was considered gambling. So, it should come as no surprise that the only time you mentioned God was during prayer, Sunday school, bible study, or church, but to say, “Oh my God” or “For Jesus Sake” was taking the Lord’s name in vain. Oh and you can’t set anything on top of the bible…*rolls her cartoon eyes like Dusty.*
Now, I left that church a very very long time ago, but I can’t help but wonder how they reacted to the whole, “OMG!” Did they adjust their doctrine again? Did they yell at the kids the way they used to? Hell, are there even any kids still going to that church after they hit 13? Hardly was when I was a kid. Meh, I don’t care enough about the answer to that question to go check it out, I’ll tell you that much. Cuz, like, OMG, they totally think I’m like the fucking devil, right?”
We say, “Oh what a small world” when we run into a friend of a friend, but I think its a great big world and a there’s a whole lot that I don’t know anything about…like anime. I think its cute. I can appreciate the artistic nature…a genre? I get the appeal, but it has never really kept my attention. That does not mean I can resist the appeal to play dress up! Just so happens, LootBox has quite a few items that are Asian themed this round. So, if you love the stuff, this round was made for you. If you’re like me and just like to play dress up, well….get your butt over there. Have fun!
I just decided to have a little fun of my own in a nifty little Asian market I discovered right outside of chill little club lost in a time warp. Of course, the slurl will be down in the credits.
Regardless of whether you’re a DIY or Salon girl, getting your nails done is like waiting for paint to dry. I’m clearly profiling, but in my neck of the woods the best nail shops are run by Asians, mostly Vietnamese or Korean. Y’all know me, I ask questions. I’d rather sound ignorant for asking a question than be ignorant while assuming I know something I don’t. You’d think a salon full of people wouldn’t make you zone out, but when they’re chattering away in their native language and it all just sounds like high pitched noises to you…well, its easy to zone out. Painting your nails at home, you try to get everything situated before you start, because its going to take a while before you can move about freely. You nail polish is unforgiving! This is when I tend to slip down inside myself and get lost in thoughts. If good things are happening in my life, I can revel in my blessings. I can be grateful and wish good things, send love & light to others. It’s like a fairy tale room in my mind. However, if things are messed up or I’m going through a rough time, that’s when my demons come out to play. Its like getting locked in the attic with a room full of creepy dolls, each one whispering a secret in a creepy little doll voice.