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You can’t handle the truth!

November 29, 2010 Written by Lisa

Then again, maybe you can!

Day 25 â†’ The reason you believe youâ€™re still alive today.

Short and simple answer: because my work on this physical plane is not yet complete. When I get to a point where it is finished, I’ll be ready to move to the next plane of existence.

Bottom line: you’re stuck with me for now.

Did you know:

1. The wonderful and most talented Jody – frequent commenter here and on Practically Intuitive – has started a blog of her own? You can find her over at Carr Talk. I hope this sticks around a while. I like reading the thoughts in her head.

2. that I read a blog called “Confessions of a Cashier” and actually look forward to each post? I just like her way of complaining. It sounds like the voice in my own head.

3. Speaking of complaining – I need some days off where I don’t have to deal with people. Damn. I hate it. I should be thankful that I deal with mostly nice ones and not the kind that Cashier (above) runs into every day. (repeats to self: gratitude, gratitude, gratitude, cookies, gratitude … ad infinitum.)

Speaking of Cookies – we may be getting a new doggie!! Our neighbor volunteers at the local pet adoption place and is fostering a sweet – beyond sweet – golden retriever named Sandy (female) whom we met tonight. Now y’all know that I’m a cat lady through and through but I fell totally in love with this pupster. We’ll see how she does with kitty cats which will be the deciding factor (well, that and that she won’t bite Max’s face off like Pirate Doggie did in April). Pics to follow. Her name as given is Sandy but she shall be renamed Cookie when we officially adopt her. Wheee!

In honor of our impending (I hope) new family member, here’s a goggie fuh youze:

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Playlists for Truth

November 28, 2010 Written by Lisa

Continuing on with the 30 Days of Truth, here’s question 24:

Day 24 â†’ Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)

Hmm, music has such power for me to evoke emotion and where I was at that point in my life. I think I’ll dedicate this playlist to me and some of the milestones they embody.

Age 10: Partridge Family “Summer Days” (hokey ass song if ever there was one)
This lyric ” … we reached the top of the world together / there, you give your love to me / and I remember perfectly / high above all time and space / and I remember summer days” – well, I thought “there you give your love to me” meant she gave him her heart. Yeah. No. Not so much. I do believe she gave him something else, though. Something a ten year old in 1970 couldn’t quite wrap her head around just yet.

Age 18 and first days of fall and going to college: “Right down the line” Gerry Rafferty
I hear this song and it’s fall 1978 and I’m working at a fast food place, hanging with my friend Laurie and getting ready to go to Towson University. Good times. Totally. Love this song!

Age 28 and hanging out with the hellish boyfriend: “Waiting for a star to fall” by Boy Meets Girl – this song was all over the radio and it reminds me of finding out that he was a cheating ass. It took me about two years to get rid of that association and now it’s one of my most favorite songs. Trivia: it was written for Whitney Houston but she passed on it so the original songwriters recorded it. It’s such a happy song, isn’t it?

Age 32 – so so so codependently and desperately in love with a married man and the soundtrack that summer was “Ghost” by the Indigo Girls.

The lyric that says it all: “and i feel it like a sickness how this love is killing me / but i’d walk into the fingers of your fire willingly / and dance the edge of sanity i’ve never been this close / in love with your ghost”

This song was what got me through a month where he and I agreed not to talk – he’d call me and the song would be on in the background – we’d say nothing and just hang up when the song was done. It was so dramatic but I had never felt like that for anyone before and it just about killed me. This is a truly poetic and beautiful song. Give a listen. It’s worth your time. Trust me.

“My bitter pill to swallow is the silence that I keep …. in love with your ghost” – yeah, I’m not crying over here or anything.

Age 42: This comes from a period that has its own playlist and it was during my “dark night of the soul” that eventually led me to where I am now. This song by Incubus Wish you were here brings me back every time I hear it along with “Barely Breathing” by Duncan Sheik – wanna know the kicker lyric for me? “Don’t know who I’m kidding imagining you care …” and a big bunch of others capped with “Pictures of you” by The Cure. Ah, good times, that dark night of the soul.

Age 48-49: The year(s) of my Cookie obsession (which is just in hiding until his new cd comes out in 2011) I’d list some of my favorite YouTube clips but there’s too many. Here he is at his most beautiful vocally: “Avalanche” from just about a year ago. He will always be on my playlist. For reals. I loves him.

(I’ve had fun going back and listening to the video clips. Especially the David Cassidy one – I think I have a thing for singers named David.)

30 Days of Honesty

30 Days of Honesty, David Cook, Lists and more lists

I’m breaking up with Hal

September 26, 2010 Written by Lisa

See, I have this weird thing that happens every once in a while and for the most part, I’ve outgrown it except when I haven’t. And now is one of those times. I can be loving on you like a big dog and then something happens (most times, I can’t even pinpoint what it is) and I’m just DONE. It’s sort of like the missing ingredient to a special recipe is no longer sold and the cake doesn’t taste as good anymore so you never make that cake again. (I hear strains of MacArthur Park playing in a galaxy far, far away ….)

Here’s the thing: Even though I know better than to believe crap spewed on the internets, I read something right before I went to see his show. And I don’t know why, but it stuck in my head. And I saw him in a different light from then on. It’s probably not true or a version of true but it was like a light switch flipped and, as BB King famously said “The thrill is gone, baby.”

He’ll be shattered, it’s true. I mean, losing the lust of some farty old chick in Maryland is pretty horrendous. That’s a given. Quite frankly, I don’t know how he’ll go on. But he will. We all do. Somehow. Some way.

Cookie hasn’t done anything untoward (in real life or some chick’s goofball facebook posting) and I restate my true love for all times. I should have never taken in another lovah, my sweet Cookie. Can you forgive me?

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