If I'm still sick for New Year's Eve...

It'll friggen figure! Here I sit feeling like I'm drowning in snot. And I'm sure I've got an ear infection.. But thank heavens I don't have my tonsils anymore! But it figures.. I finally have something to go to for New Year's Eve (Yes folks I'm 28 and this is my first New Year's Party) And I'm sitting here a few days before coming down with what ever this crap is. The Karaoke guy that Bobby is working for (a good friend as well) isn't doing any shows other than the one at The Crazy Horse so that all of his hosts can get together for one evening. And it's all the free champaign we can drink! Free is good. I was hoping work would have called today about going in tomorrow, but nada. Just as well I suppose since I'm doing good to sit up, but can't breathe lying down.

The latest Poem by... me

Ok so the emails have gotten almost threatening asking for my latest poem.. so to please everyone.. I thought I'd just go ahead and post it here... and yes you need the clips from Buffy The Vampire Slayer to help feed the imagination, or just to stare at James Marsters, sleek body.. lol

Flames

Standing still the light dims. A sigh, the inhale and slow release. An overwhelming need to feel my soul enraptured by an all consuming fire. My eyes close as a strong arm forces me against stoned muscle. A tender touch whispers across my cheek. Warm lips, a whisper away from my neck breathes the words, “You’re mine.” Simple and intricate, the command hints at all things gentle and dominate. Faltering legs, my body begins to slip. Intoxicated by the spell being cast over me, my mind walks a razor wire between heaven and hell. A hand tightens in my hair as lips traverse my neck in an onslaught of warm, tender kisses. An intense balance of pain and pleasure, igniting a need that never knew it was one. The touch, the feel, the need and the wanting. My mind wills my body to attempt to return the motions that feed my fire. Fingers tight on my wrists, confining. The words, “My way.” are bitten into my shoulder. Pulse racing, standing silently still, a hand glides across my shoulder pushing the fabric away. A smile graces a face that isn’t mine as it watches my clothing fall to the floor. A tender hand traces my neck and lifts my chin. A single glance into penetrating eyes, my world spins and I’m lost to the flames I begged for.

Yeah Merry Christmas to you too...

So what could be the nicest thing you could think to do to someone 4 days before Christmas knowing they have a child? How about posting a 3 day eviction notice on their door! Yeah Merry Christmas to you too. I swear my life just gets better everyday! As if wondering how I'm going to keep the electricity on and get Aleia a present isn't enough... now I've got to figure out how to come up with rent when I haven't worked in 2 weeks because my boss who has enough damn money to eat out every meal doesn't see a need for me to go in yet. I just... And Bobby is on edge.. like it's my damn fault! It's not his fault... but you sure as hell don't see me taking it out on him! I thought the tears would have dried up by now.. guess not.

Still not working yet...

At least Bobby got a few days in this week, as I sure as hell didn't have one! And apparently I'm not working next week either. Things just aren't as happy as they should be for being Christmastime. I'm sad and depressed, and trying hard to hide it. Still don'thave my Christmas cards out. Never been this late with them. Maybe I'll get lucky, and our Christmas bonus will be $1000. Not likely, but I can hope.. cause right now, that's bout all I've got.

Not an exciting life I lead...

So here I sit after having had the day off, and apparently I am going to have off tomorrow as well. Not shaping up to be a good thing, as Bobby's had off alot lately too. Just not any work durring the holiday season! I don't have a thing for Aleia or Wyatt, and I'm not sure I'm going to be able to. I'm floating between distraught and worse. I was hoping Ed would call and have a couple shows for Bobby to do. At least I get to work at the flea market for Mom this Sun while she's at the big thing at the coliseum. I've never had a Christmas where I couldn't buy gifts. I'm gonna have to cut this short before I start crying again.

What a party!

Well here they are.. pictures from Bobby's surprise birthday party! (Not that he recalls much of it!)

Bobby singing "You've Lost That Lovin Feeling" to his boss!

Not quite drunk yet...Me on the microphone..."Honey I can give you some blowing tips if you need them!"Bobby's mom and dad...