Phoenix Rising

The Phoenix is a mythical bird who burns up and then is reborn from it’s ashes. How beautiful is that?. Myself and at least one other Vixen, have burned up and are in the process of re-creating ourselves from our ashes. The burning is not so pleasant, but it helps to know that you can rebuild. And the rebuilding isn’t easy either, but knowing that you’re starting your life again, fresh and renewed, it is quite empowering.

We find this cycle of ending and beginning again often in nature; our cells shed and regenerate so that we have a completely new epidermis from the one we were born with. Nature is well aware of the importance of shedding the old and exposing the new. I’m happy to say that my fellow Vixen and I are not fighting our rebirth, but are embracing it. I hope that others can recognized this pattern in their lives and embrace it, if for no other reason then to know you are not trapped and the power of change lies in all of us.

Ok, I’m done being totally gay.
(Peace, love and happiness ya’ll.)

[Yeah, I couldn’t help it, LOL]

The Original Political Blog

So riding through podunk towns through East Texas, I discovered something shocking: while there have not always been political blogs, there have been certain venues for such discussions.

I found one such think tank in the restroom of a gas station in a town of roughly 3000 people. I got the outsider stare as I came in, but I think they were just protecting the valuable information contained within.

As I sat on the stall, I was confronted with such gems as "Jesus Loves You" and "Obama is a cunt." Stunningly reasoned. I was impressed the the wide scope and depth of thinking to be found. Bathroom wall punditry: a lost art.

Burglery and Pawn Shops

I did not know there was a connection until my friend was burglarized last weekend.

It scared me because I would feel violated as well as losing my stuff.

She asked if I would go to a few Pawn shops with her...I said sure...because I am always up to go to a store....

The first one we pulled up, we walked in our work clothes in a Mercedes Benz...I guess they don't see a lot of those at pawn shops because they wouldn't leave us alone. It was very crazy. So, if you are shopping in pawn shops, don't go in good clothes or in fancy car...they want to sell you something! LOL! We couldn't look for her stuff on the down low!

I asked someone what the weirdest thing that someone tried to pawn...it was their gold tooth filling...you must be on hard times to do something like that....

Change '08

All of a sudden, I feel like I’m surrounded by a world of choices. I feel like I could stand up, walk out of this place, and completely change my life. I realize that I don’t have to be here, I don’t have to live like this. It wouldn’t necessarily be easy, but today, I feel like I’m the mistress of my own destiny. Weird.

Handicap...

My friend is handicap. He walks with 2 crutches and he is very slow to get around. People stare. I feel bad for him when people stare.
Last night, in a bar, a drunk spilled a drink on him. Shit happens....but an appolgy is always in order. So, walking down the street to get him a new t-shirt, I see the offender....I walk up to her and say this..."you know you spilled a drink on my friend." she looks dumbfounded. I say "he walks with 2 crutches....and now we have to go buy him a shirt" Dumb Drunk Ass Bitch (I say in my head) and walk off.... I don't play that....
Anyway, we got our friend a T-Shirt that said "Everyone Love You but Everyone Else Thinks your an ASSHOLE..." That is perfect for a handicap who gets stares...

If a tree falls...

This isn't really related to pop culture. It's related to being a single thirty-something in Oklahoma.

I love where my career's leading me, my new house and neighborhood, and the Oklahoma economy isn't as bad as it is in other places. I have great friends who are my family, and of course my family's here.

I feel like, as a single thirty-something woman, that I've landed in sort of a permanent place relationship-wise. I've dated for a million years, and it hasn't happened yet, so I'm kind of putting in my resignation in on the dating thing. I no longer have the emotional stamina for failure, so it's time to retire the jersey.

So now what I have to decide is if I want to be single in Oklahoma or go find some other state where it's more exciting and encouraging to be in my thirties and single. Do they make places like that? I've lived in Oklahoma all my life, but now I'm coming to a point where I have to choose it. I have to think about why I choose it, and why I'd choose another city to be single in...if the good stuff in the other city is better than what I have here.

I'm just not feeling like I have a place here. At work I've made my place. But regarding issues unrelated to career, I wonder if I could be more valuable somewhere else? Or find more personal fulfillment? Or a solid relationship with some fella?

But I guess what it comes down to is I don't want to be single anywhere right now. I kind of want something to count on at the end of the day...even if it's imperfect or isn't for forever. At least I can feel at home somewhere at some time. I just want to feel what it's like.

Other than that, you gals have fun in NO. I went to dinner with the author who's presenting tomorrow, and he speaks as brilliantly as he writes. I'm looking forward to it.

I feel like I've been neglecting you

<--------So here's a present