Learning and Living it…

I love this sooo cute doesn't match my blog at all hehe

 

We don’t have to feel the way our brain tells us too, we have the power to change it! some people have drugs but not me, I use the old natural way a ballpeen hammer…a few hits and I’m good (I mean to myself).

I understand about chemistry in the brain and how everything can effect it in a negative or positive manner, food, people, unhappy people, if you live by a transformer, childhood issues, environment, exercise, anything else you can think of? Oh yeah anti depressants not a big fan of them…They can make life worse actually. Try chocolate, exercise or sex instead!

You hold the key to your happiness and sometimes you can’t just think yourself happy but we can start there. Thought is very important, we get addicted to bad feelings sometimes if thats all you grew up with (that was me) So we have to recondition that little brain of ours to be happy, taking into consideration all of the things mentioned above. Using all your resources and the hammer, you should get a great result.

Don’t just learn something…Live it, put it into your reality, make room for new good habits and throw out all the old crap that never worked for you thus far. Yep, you can do it…All it takes it a changing of the mind at first, to take a new route instead of the old way home from work find new things to look at including yourself get a makeover you 70′s haired chick or maybe its 80′s stiff bangs (oh wait that could be back in next week).

Food is very important, everything we put in our bodies either holds a negative or positive charge. Colorful food has good vibrations, thats why God made them the wonderful colors he did. Better check and see if pesticides were used, they will take the food to a negative vibration. Organic is the best way to go sorry you will spend extra but you will spend more money healing from the damage the pesticides caused. If you can find meat that has been raised without hormones congratulations it is a job, like hunting in the caveman days again get in your loin cloth and get to the store hehe.

Eat little but frequently it will keep your blood sugar level in check, no dips and cranky attitudes… dudes.

Positive people…surround yourself with great life players not those who haven’t eaten their Wheaties. Life is fun when you can build your life around love and laughter. I know circumstances play a role in life , like someone is sick or dying or has died yep I am a survivor of all of the above including heart failure mydernself (from a broken heart). Yes, it happens to all of us and no one gets out unscathed but still find reasons to celebrate moments of non-pain…today I celebrate my son he has been sick for many months and he is coming into a new health and healing!! I will dance and party tonite…Life is Good..sometimes learn it and live it.

LIVE LAUGH LOVE LOUDLY

Tressalee

What about ME?

I just turned fifty yes... 50 so don't think I'm being narcissistic I'm showing you with good food good love and good life you can still be an awesome YOU! okay its not a close up...

Being perfect, is that possible? Well hunny, you will die tryin’ I watched my sister try to give all to men that never appreciated her, including money and all the LOVE or sex they possibly want or need. To no avail. I watched her suffer at the end of her life, without a man to hold her or walk beside her while she transitioned on to the next life. My mother the same. I guess these are the choices we make in this life.

A woman must be careful in whom she gives her pearls to. Let’s see how many swine I have dated. In the beginning there was that swine from the south, he paraded around like a “Cock” alright, and he sure was just that. I had my first three children with that one. Love my babies, they really came from God and were gifted to me. They just kept lining up to give me the “bacon” and I ate it every hard piece, not really understanding that I did not have too. Women are conditioned to take it “Like a man” don’t cry, just get up and do what ever it is your told and don’t question it. Even when you feel something fucked up in your own soul. We are given little indicators, they don’t light up when things are wrong but they will poke or stab maybe slash you right in the tummy and we ignore the signs like we just ate something bad, and it will go away in a few days.

Learn to listen to THY SELF will ya…? I’m still talking to myself here. I question when I get a tummy poke is that my crazy head again? No it’s yur stomach goof ball…Listen to it! It was put there for a reason like an animal in danger, we know the signs and we choose to ignore them. Thats where the trouble starts when we don’t listen to our true selves. Heart over head although we know things in our hearts too and still ignore it. We have all kinds of stealthy radar built into our sexy systems, we must learn how to read the incoming enemy gages. “Doctor Smith Doctor Smith Warning Warning” for those of us who grew up in the late 60′s -70′s. Who ever listens to the robot or mom, dad aunt…non of us we must test out our own stealth system and learn how it works by trial, error, battle and war. Just think how young and scar-less we would be if we learned our systems early.

Gals love your selves…I am still talking to me, but don’t give up chances to live, to travel, to have fun and gain truths, live truths instead of always compromising and lying to ourselves…find out what the hech you like, love and take it!!

LIVE LOVE LAUGH LOUDLY…and go dancing in Hot Heels this weekend!

Tressalee

Is it the human condition or the condition of a certain gender? Trying to accommodate everyone and yourself is a tough road to hoe, especially if you are the only one with the shovel.

OVERWEIGHT and STARVING…

I can’t help but notice people staring at the overweight woman and her kids as they shop through the super market. I take a quick peek in her basket and see, white bread from Wonder, frozen family dinners, processed cheese and cookies, colored sugar-water, juices made with high fructose corn syrup. I know she’s thinking these choices will satiate her children’s hunger pangs and with little money, she is stretching her dollars the best way she knows how. She has not been educated in the nutritional facts of  feeding her family, this is obvious, and really, how many of us are?

The dirty looks from the other shoppers are condescending and shaming. She pretends not to notice but can feel the sting of their penetrating gazes. Maybe she’s a single mom, struggling with making a weeks worth of food stretch for a month. Who’s fault is this? Well, it is a collective responsibility, the welfare system, education system, they don’t teach the truth about how to eat or feed your family. Without getting into the blame game so much, there is something we can do about it from here.

Mom’s have to take charge since the the family relies on them to provide the meals. The 50′s brought us into the tv dinner and quick-prepared food age, processed food came on the scene and the whole foods were for the hippies. Processed foods are inexpensive and economically challenged families are more likely to buy these products.

Learning how to prepare foods that have energy and add life to the body is not a hard task, it just takes changing old habits into positive new ones. Start by investigating and finding the whole foods, then adding new recipes into the family meal time. The kids’ taste buds will take time to change, but once you start eating clean and foods that are alive the body will soon crave more natural tastes.

Since our food is so nutritionally depleted these days, there is no getting away from taking vitamin and mineral supplements to help get the nutrition that is needed. If we supplement our children’s diet they will be brighter, happier and have less weight issues. Instead of a generation dependent on anti-depressants or ADHD medicine to feel normal, let thy food be thy medicine…Hypocrates.

With todays fast food diets the children are still hungry although they eat large quantities of food. The children do not understand why they are addicted to eating and why they are gaining the weight. The body says “I’m hungry” but by over feeding them, mom is setting them up for trouble such as, diabetes and a lifestyle that could include diseases such as cancer, high blood pressure, heart disease from a diet filled with empty calories. Education is key to eliminating these issues.

If mothers could have a lesson or two or three in nutrition it would save the family illness, depression lack of self-esteem, and humiliation. Eating well doesn’t always mean having to eat organics or expensive foods. People can eat simple and for less money, understanding nutrition is the key to health, saving money, illness and heartache all the way around.

The severe effects of vitamin and mineral deficiencies, such as anemia, cretinism and blindness, have long been known. The report sheds new light on other problems caused by less extreme deficiencies. For example:

• Iron deficiency impairs intellectual development in young children and
  is lowering national IQs.
• Vitamin A deficiency compromises the immune systems of approximately
  40% of children under five in the developing world, leading to the deaths
  of 1 million youngsters each year.
• Iodine deficiency in pregnancy is causing as many as 20 million babies
  a year to be born mentally impaired.

First, vitamins and minerals can stave off many health issues before they become chronic. Feeding our bodies for optimum health has to be planned and we have to be very mindful in gathering the needed supplements and foods. Yes it’s work and you need to budget your money well, to buy the highest quality foods. This is easier than fixing the body when it is broken. Feeding the body what it needs will stop the cravings for empty carbs and sugars that create obesity and depression.

Try beans they are cheap and filled with fiber and protein.

Choose whole grain breads. The bread test: If the loaf of bread can break a window, you can eat it and serve it to your family.

Yogurts, non-sweetened use maple syrup for sweetener.

Less is more as long as its whole foods you are choosing. The more nutrition in the food the less food that will be needed to satisfy.

Brown rice is great for the blood sugar, it is rich in fiber and very filling. In the morning mix with pecans and maple syrup or honey, raisins and or cranberries and bananas. Mix up your own recipes. let the kids add what they like.

Shop around the perimeter of the grocery store thats where the fresh foods are.

Feed the body not the cravings. Learn what the body needs to run on to be at its optimum health. Remember eat foods as close to their natural state as possible to get the full power from them. Good Luck!

KEEP IT SIMPLE SMARTIE..KISS it!

LIVE LAUGH LOVE LOUDLY

TRESSALEE

Young Women in old Womens Bodies…

 

Living in a small college town not by choice, my man is here working…there are young and old people mixed together.

Yes, there are more young people than old. So who gets the royal treatment around here and who is catered too? Well, you guessed it …the young people. Who gets left behind?  you know who…

I was invited to a Newcomers meeting by a woman of 77 yrs alive. To tell you the truth I did not want to go, but I am a bit lonely so I got out of bed and went. I thought why do I want to hang around these old women, I’m too young. Plus I had a bad run in with an older woman a few months ago and I was swearing off of having relationships with them. Nooo. not that kind of relationship Yikes!…I think of herald and Maude or you may be thinking Maude and Maude….Wait! I mean a friendship.

Hehe, I tried it again. I’m turning 50 myself so AARP is my friend right?  I still look younger and certainly act like a child at times. Are these women really that much older than me? Maybe in time but not in their womanhood …heres what I found out…

We met at the bank in town, a nice little conference room. I walked in late and I sat in the last row amongst the silver, blue, pink, scalp showing through dyed hair, sea of older women. I looked through the rows of little heads that were cut in the shape of fluffy puff balls, like poodles. I wondered why do women insist when they are older that the hair must be styled in a ball on their head? I believe in wigs and hair extensions thanks to Jessica Simpson for havin’ no shame in her hair game.

I’m never cutting my hair short of course it will break off….

This  meeting was about what these women wanted (so it seemed) and where they could vent their issues of being left out of the shopping loop, the life loop and every other loopty loop in this town. Actually it was a meeting of appeasement and a starting point for the speaker. First a woman asked “when are we getting a Target in town, we are sick of driving 50 miles away to shop” The speaker said it was not logistically possible for Target to place a store in a small town like this one. Then the next woman hollered “we need a place to walk in town” the speaker was trying his best not to tell them the truth but he socked to em ever so not gently. Trying to avoid what they were asking …he had a meeting right after he scooted out the door. They were never going to get what they wanted, just a reason not to be alone I guess.

The town is filled with little shops geared toward the students and spending their parents money…The woman next to me nudged me and said “I dont wear a size zero ” which was apparent we cant shop here. This was a meeting to tell them there is a parking facility going up along with maybe an old folks “Resort” where they can walk and shop all inclusive and dont forget die in one cute little corner of town….They liked the idea.

The meeting ended and we went to lunch…There we settled into talking about life love, sex, men, drinking and all the awful things life has done to each one of us… Most of these gals had lost their husbands. They are grieving and trying to resume living somehow and looking at their own end by themselves. Most of their children have moved away with the grandkids and the women have created gardens in place of their loved ones…We need living things to surround us, young or old. Life!

But the funny part I learned about these older women is that they are full of piss and vinegar and are really young girls inside of old bodies. Smart as a young college girl with more wisdom than a eastern guru. We should never underestimate our elderly people, especially these darling women who’s skin, once young and beautiful now riddled with life and many stories…we won’t call them wrinkles …how bout life and love lines?

Be nice to your elders we all hope to be lucky enough to get there. It was a fun day, I am going bowling with them and will video tape, thinking of putting together a little video-history a (vistory) I will document and write a little song to go with it…I am looking at them and me in a new perspective. Fighting getting old or embracing it…I think I will chose to embrace them and me…

 

LIVE LAUGH LOVE LOUDLY

 

TRESSALEE

Can’t lose that Fat…could yeast be a problem?

 

Candida or yeast can strike at any age, but if your wondering why you cant take off that horrible looking fatty tissue when you get to that certain age of (OLDer) Candida may be the culprit.

I have tried everything and I mean everything, thyroid medicine, iodine, hormones, starving, supplements from A to Z and the fat just kept rollin’ on top of my used to be sexy body.

Then I  had an issue with going potty and that led me to a holistic practitioner.  He told me I had an overgrowth of yeast in my intestinal tract, it was stopping up my colon and making me feel sicker than I had been in my a long time. It’s formal name is Candida Albicans, yes she has a last name too…that bitch. Well, me and Candida have had go-rounds before but never this freakin bad. I was forced to do something drastic.

Here are the symptoms if you are hosting lady Candida:

• Tired or lethargic
• Poor memory
• Feel drained, depleted or exhausted
• Numbness, burning, tingling
• Stomach pain
• Joint pain or swelling
• Muscle aching or weakness
• Constipation, diarrhea, bloating, gas, or belching
• Bothersome or persistent vaginal itching, burning, or discharge
• Prostatitis (if you have a penis of course)
• Erectile dysfunction (same thing here)
• Loss of sexual desire
• Endometriosis or infertility
• Menstrual irregularity or cramping
• Anxiety attacks or crying
• Cold hands and feet, feel chilly
• Irritable or shaking when hungry

OKAY stopping the Candida Bitch…starts in your mouth…

 

Foods to Avoid

Aged cheeses, alcohol, chocolate, dried fruits, fresh fruits, fermented foods, mushrooms, vinegar, glutenous foods (wheat, rye, barley), all sugars, honeys and syrups (that includes any ‘ose’, like lactose, sucrose etc), and foods that contain yeast or mold (breads, muffins, cakes, baked goods, cheese, dried fruits, melons, peanuts – although nutritional and brewer’s yeasts are not harmful, as they do not colonize in the intestines). I can tell you, these are the foods my body craves of course, certainly not whole garlic, which is a yeast and parasite killer. Oh well, you will just have to get used to it…Clean up the nasties!

Foods to Eat

Vegetables (including plenty of raw garlic, this helps kill any little critters, parasites) protein foods (beef, chicken, eggs, fish), live yogurt cultures (both dairy and non-dairy,)  whey, acidophilus, green algae  (such as spirulina and chlorella), nuts, seeds and oils, and non-glutenous grains (like millet, rice, rice bran and oat bran).

Pro-bitotics are a must when cleaning up the yeast factor. Make sure they are refrigerated or they wont be alive when you need them to multiply in your intestinal tract.

Betaine HCL will help you digest your foods (that is one reason why the yeast over grows) with your proteins meals.

You can have organic Apple Cider Vinegar with water no honey hunnie!

Celtic salt, its so good for everything and does not promote high blood pressure, in fact helps regulate it.

The waste of Candida is alcohol. So thats why you feel high or even drunk after indulging in that Taco Bell or something sugary or naughty. If you have the overgrowth of Candida, on rainy days you will notice a very foggy brain and forgetfulness. Of course you crave all the stuff your not suppose to have when the yeast goes crazy and starts to multiply. These little beasts are hungry and they will let you know it. You will eat and eat (drink alcohol too) until you bust without satisfaction. We can become food-aholics from yeast issues, something to address if you are wondering. Alcoholics are usually always hypoglycemic and have yeast issues. When the body has an allergy to a certain substance the body craves the very thing that could hurt it. But once these entities are cleansed from the body and MIND of the person, new healthy vibrations can be put in place of the old yukky ones.

Withdrawals can be a booger. My head felt like it might pop off for a few days when I started killing my yeast, I did it a little fast. It can cause the “Die Off” affect…let me just say yeah, you feel like you may die if your not careful. Take your probiotics faithfully and your betaine HCL with every meal and get your gut back to working order. This will make you look and feel ten years younger I am living to tell you, I don’t have to nap any more my skin looks alive and I got up today at 4am and worked out at 6am. I turn 50 years old in two weeks. (I hate writing that) but feel 30.

This cleanse will be work, but well worth it. Your old habits will be sooo yesterday’s news and your new ones will make everyone wonder “What is she doing”? You can tell them you are working on the new you and being proactive in your LIVING a great LIFE with renewed energy and vitality that will AMAZE you. I am very happy to be in control of this body and mind. I am reshaping, revamping and revitalizing at 50…You can do it at any age. Jack Lalane stopped eating sugar at 15 years old and kept his pancreas in great shape. Once the pancreas is no longer working right thats when trouble really hits. GET RID OF THE SUGARS say hello to happiness!

 

LIVE LAUGH LOVE LOUDLY

TRESSALEE

Trying on sexy clothes when your near 50

Disco Baller?

What the hell is going on and do I look that bad? Like a singer who cant carry a tune in a wheel-barrow on American Idol. The gal thinks she can sing but everybody else is snickering at her. This cannot be, I will so freak out. Look at Goldie Hawn, she’s always sexy her and her daughter share clothes she still wears fun stuff. Okay, she has $$ to get her face lifted and tummy tucked and she looks like she did when she was 30. I cant look that bad can I?? Tell me I’m not on American Idol making a complete ass of myself…I’m scared!

I went to try on some dresses for a Ball (BTW Who the hell goes to a Ball?… old people) So I’m thinking this dress has to be perfect. I had never gone to such a swaray before, ya know haughty taughty club (which I’m not scared) but I don’t want to completely look like a fool, whatever! I’m more the disco ball queen or even a pub and grub princess.

Yesterday Im at the mall picking out my potential gowns or “little black dresses” if you will. I popped my head out of the dressing room, yelling “Help, could someone zip and critique me in this dress”? Well I did that for twenty minutes or so and then a southern white woman said she would help, (she scared me) reluctantly she zipped me up and then gave me the upper lip and shook her head “Thats not working for you” she said. I thought it was a hot little number, blue sequened cut just to there. Very Disco Bally fun, okay maybe not for a stiff charity Ball, but I live life in the fun lane and tough if it offends people as long as it looks cool. But I must say her look and her critique was painful and I had second thoughts about my whole being. One nasty look can f*ck you up for the whole day.

I am turning fifty this year and can’t believe it myself.  I am fighting it tooth and high heels…(which I’m never giving up by the way you can’t make me)! Your ass falls down when you give those up, F*ck that!

I almost didn’t buy that dress and went to the old lady section where I reluctantly tried on frumpy frocks and almost killed myself…I cannot go there ever, please God don’t make me. So I went back to the juniors and got that blue sparkley number, that the bitch was probably jealous (I’m hoping) maybe she was telling the truth. What if it’s true and I am lying to myself and I get to the ball and people stare and I will feel like I’m in a naked school girl dream, remember those when you were little? It could happen for real. Like those women who look great from the back then they turn around and you’re like whoa grandma stop dying your hair its false advertisement. See just for saying shit like that it could be me and probably is. I am that singer on Amercan Idol, singing way out of tune and thinking I’m Sarah Brightman.

I will keep you informed, the Ball is tonight, do wear the blue or the frumpy grandma dress? Ha ha maybe I’ll drink wine first and nothing will matter by then…hehe

LIVE LAUGH LOVE LOUDLY…even if you make a dern fool of yourself have fun!

Wear the grandma dress?

didnt mention the red one

Tressalee

MEN…Should We trust them just because they say so?

So my man travels a lot! I never thought I would be in this situation where I would have to sit and wait and wait and sometimes longer than was told because his job was taking him somewhere else. For the first three years it was wonderful and fun welcome home parties and getting excited just thinking oh any minute he will walk through the door. Well this shit gets redundant and old fast. (three years is kinds slow).

He was happy that I could deal with all of his schedules and business. Who wouldnt be, happy a woman who is there and so happy when you return like a puppy (who has no knowledge of time or cares of what you are doing while you are gone only that you return) Pant pant! Well this puppy grew tired of being left alone and started ripping up the house maybe even his favorite slippers while he was gone. Analagies of course I never ripped up anything YET! but I’m getting tired of the trips without me and “Why cant I come”? hmm now a woman starts to get suspicious since she awoke from her dream state and the boat starts rockin’. With all of her friends and co-workers asking where does he go and why are you not invited? I would explain and explain then I ask myself wtf? Why cant I go with him…now the shit is hittin the fan. No more nice puppy, turning into a pit bull, so unbecoming!

So this time he comes home and if you know the is man he is a clean cut, clean shavin, perfect dressin’ mutha f*cker. He now comes home with one of those scruffy half shavin faces but trimmed impeccably. So I think hmmm, the last time he wore this look was when I told him to do so back when we first met, I mean the very week of our first meeting. So this puppy is smellin’ somethin fishy.  I addressed this issue after two days of thinkin is he gonna shave that thing because he used to shave every morning. When men change their habits we women look at them and think hmm whats up with that, Right?  Like when he starts going to the gym or eating different staying at the office later same old crap we have all heard and read about. We think the worst always dont we? Well, I asked him “who inspired you to wear your beard like that”? He was pissed… now thats a bad sign, but I have been suspicious before this because of all of the excuses not to take me to his home town in Germany this whole time (5years).

I know I am a story writer and I can come up with some doozies but woman have a sixth sense and men like to confuse us when we ask questions they don’t want to answer. This doesn’t sit well with me and I want to believe him like all women do cuz he’s so wonderful and full of integrity (I mean shit). He is handsome and tall gorgeous blue eyes and has a new found sense of self (thanks to me stroking his ego up and down mostly UP). My sis told me not to do that and I thought well I will do it instead of the other women. He travels alot and who knows what kind of stroking he needs while he’s away? We can fill in the blanks there cant we? I have always trusted him because of his integrity and the way he treats others and doesn’t lie in any business dealings that I have seen. I want so much not to feel this way…Its hideous to myself and makes a girl. woman, have low self confidence. But so does all of the exclusivity and not being a part of his “Other Life”. There comes a time when we have to put on a hat and put gum on our shoe and start the investigation…

I hate being jealous it makes us women look insane and insecure and no body wants to be in this position it is a low vibration but it is happening. He says he just didnt feel like shaving before he came home but it takes more time to trim and primp that thing then is does to shave it off. Now this is stupid to be having an issue with him shaving or not shaving. He is not one of those guys who gets up and doesn’t care about his appearance in fact its the other way around, too much. I guess I’m left writing stories to myself unless I get some concrete evidence that my insanity is really a form of sanity and taking the blinders off.

Maybe I need a vacation? I am left to my thoughts and my computer too much.

I will pretend I don’t care because trying to talk about it with men just gets you into a boondoggle and your mind isn’t satisfied with any explanation.

Comments are welcome!

Tressalee

 

Continued Love…

Does anyone care? Probably not but read on anyway…

ahh Love so sexy!

Ahh ! I laugh no body really wants to hear about Love. Breakups are more enjoyable to read about because who the hell is in new love for long?

It’s a roller coaster ride with relationships, it scary, then it’s fun and a lot of the time your not wearing your seat belt, so you get thrown off the ride. When do you hear of a woman controlling the ride? We are at the mercy of our man’s “Hmmm, do I stay or take the new kitty down the street for a ride”? I know it’s not always this way but for the most part we are the ones who lose our appetites, overeat, lay in bed for weeks or try to commit harry carry when they leave us.

Look at Demi Moore, okay she was, is a bitch, you can just tell by her cranky look on her face all the time. We can read body language right? Well, she is devastated by her breakup, I feel sorry for her because I was there too. Getting so skinny my skin was hanging off my ass. Married for shit, over 15 years to a man I think hated me, how sweet that was. I couldn’t help that I was smarter, cuter, and I could put in a whole kitchen by myself. Whats to love there huh? Never show a man you can do anything like that, then they won’t do anything “Let that bitch do it”. Nope be a damsel in distress, oh you know how to drive his mazerratti (dont tell ‘em you can change the alternator in it). You don’t even know how to put gas in it, wink, wink.

It is fun when you meet that new man and all you can think of is doing your hair and picking out the perfect outfit for your date and how great sex is who needs food you live off adrenaline.  He texts lovey dovey crap and you die everytime you hear the text bell ring, you even scream a little inside when you know its him calling. Try to answer the phone in a calm manner when your voice starts to squeak because of shear joy compose yourself. Ahh! the days of wine and roses, if you remember that movie I think they become they become alcoholics and abuse the hell out of each other.

We are now almost at that stage, only I’m the alcoholic and abuser he tells me I’m insane and quite frankly my dear I believe him. Yes, the truth is out and guess what he still loves me. He’s a whacko as I am, we make a great couple. The relationship is never boring.

In the beginning he used to ask me “Hunny why don’t we ever fight? Well I fixed that right away. He asked for it, so I obliged his request. I remind him of that time he looks at me like “Why did I even ask”?. Remember ask and you shall receive it is a law of the universe.

We have so many memories of love and laughing our asses off at nothing just because. I still laugh at his stupid stuff, that’s when you know love is still alive. If you don’t laugh at his funnies… uhooo you are in trouble! If he can walk around in his white underwear pulled up to his chest with his sexy black socks on for your benefit, my love indicator says Yep, it’s true love.

Keep laughing and loving as best you can. Forgive if he means everything to you, unless he and that Kitty are going on rides together. Don’t give him a reason to go with Ms. Kitty.

LIVE LAUGH LOUDLY

Tressalee

How I Met My Love…

I met my Love where most people meet their love (well used to, until cyber dating took over) at the bar. I was working, he was watching.

The Germans came in everyday like clockwork. Oh they were a riot, so funny with their dry humor and so funny with their dry, tight wallets …Not! but we had to entertain them, since that was our job, getting them inebriated and then going in for the $$ kill.

One day these Germans brought in a tall chiseled faced young, hot, one. I had never seen him in their crowd before. Now he was somethin’ to look at. The others were older and a bit rounder, not cute enough for second looks. This ones energy was apparent, although he humbly sat in his seat while making fun of the girls. His first crack was “Do the girls all rent their shoes from the same place” (we’re in a strip club) and you know how if one girl gets a new pair of hot new stilettos the others follow imitation is the highest form of flattery (not in a strip club, could get one a black eye). I thought “he’s looking at their shoes”…hehe.

Just so happened that day my car had went KAPUTZ! I needed a ride home and wasn’t afraid to ask for one. So Mr Hottie was elected by a unanimous show of pointing fingers from his peers, he would be the one taking me home…YAY! I thought. He was nervous, until I offered him twenty bucks for the gas. He thought I was going to come on to him for $$ since we have a reputation for that kind of behavior. I could see the sweat beads on his forehead, it was the middle of January, after I revealed the truth. I was a just a regular gal tryin’ to get home to her kids  thats all. A cute stranger driving me home, doesnt happen often, so that was a plus.

After we reached my destination I gave him directions to get back to civilization. I lived way far out by winding lakes and far from the city. I added my phone number at the bottom of the napkin I had written on, just in case he wanted to do some Ballroom dancing…Thats what I loved to do on my time off from the other dancing job, yeah! go more dancing. I loved it! He had mentioned he would like to take some classes with me. I never thought twice about seeing him again since I was sort of off and on dating a loser at the time ya know how fun that is? Every girl does it and the sex is never that great with a narcissistic asshole. Face it we hate to be alone, so we will take the booby-prize in the interim.

Two weeks later, who calls well Mr Hot German guy. He had to do a complete work up on my history and stats before he attempted to call me back ( I learned this later). Plus he had to break up with some foreign nanny he was dating. Why are they all nannies?? Do we go over there country and nanny? I think it’s a ploy to get to America and sleep with our husbands, thats what they always do…Back to my story…

He brought his shoes and his cute tall self, we met at the dance club. Come to find out…He couldn’t dance for shit (our secret) maybe he thought he could. But he was funny enough for me to over look the three left feet, thats what it felt like since I was falling all over them. Maybe just falling for him…

Valentine Vampires...or chicklets?

Continued later…going to workout class

HAPPY V-DAY!

Tressalee

 

 

We’re all screwed up!

It’s funny how others can look at your life and think it’s so perfect and ask “How do you do it”? when inside I am asking “you takin’ ta me”? I’m as scared as the next guy, struggling with fears and childhood disasters that still linger no matter how many times I try to shut the door on them. They somehow keep one foot in so they can terrorize me when ever they feel like it. (I hate that, mommie)!

I don’t have any answers, I’m seeking everyday for some myself. I get up and check my email, watch a Wayne Dyer video check my horoscopes to get some guidance, try to resist the Facebook Follies until I cannot help myself from looking into the daily dirt. Then all I find is the same ole crap, people talking about themselves and nobody cares… nothing entertaining. Maybe I am a hard critic and find nothing stimulating because I am as depressed as the rest of the world. Yeah! I just pretend everything is great.

I do count my blessings definitely and then go to the counter where there are hundreds of vitamins and elixirs that are my daily regime  (which I am tired of BTW) it’s not fun taking all this stuff I’d rather eat a twinkie to tell ya the truth.

Next its ten o’clock gym class, if I have enough energy and my period hasn’t raped me of whats left of life. Oh well, protein shake down the hatch. I’m almost fifty and it seems to be not only a keep up with the body it’s now trying to put on muscle where it has worn off from sitting or laying or even standing. My muscles have completely left the room. WTF?

I remember my mom still looking gorgeous the November before she passed away. How do we deal with the ravages of stress on our minds and bodies?

here’s for the physical…

Amino acids for muscles

B-Vits for heart and energy

Minerals for everything

Calcium for you know what I don’t have to say

Co Q10 for heart and wrinkles Yep, wrinkles!

As for the spiritual we must laugh and love, give and receive…

Remember when we were young and sexy? No we didnt even appreciate it then, but now we do as we stroll through the pictures we once hated and notice now, we were beautiful!

Well kiddo we still are even though were all screwed up!! Find things to love about ourselves, how bout that sense of humor? or your singing voice, or that you are a great friend and listener, hey I can play the drums like a young rock and roll guy and still look like a hot chick…Now thats a feat.

We are here on this planet for reasons that we will be revealed to us later. I wish I could relieve all of the suffering away from my loved ones. But we all suffer and carry one another’s crosses, some secretly and prayerfully. I am no better than anyone else, I have my challenges and my crosses that I secretly bear and try to pretend they are not there. I hope it looks easy and I hope it is inspiring to those who have heavy crosses…If I can help my fellow-man or Woman that is my purpose…It’s kind of like the blind leading the blind though, I hope I don’t bump us into a tree.

 

LIVE LAUGH and LOVE LOUDLY

Tressalee