Odd things

On Sunday, as i  was cooking, i burnt my hand on the burner.  Right hand  - ring finger - on the back - bad burn....it hurt for quite some time but true to nature, i kept it under or close to cool water until the sting stopped and then let it alone so that nature could take it's course and heal.  All was going well until i recently reburnt it(don't ask) and now it is quite red and sore.

So i thought, in all my medical wisdom, that a little neosporin might help heal and would certainly relieve the discomfort (it's applied now - and yes, it feels better already!).

i went to the place where i keep all my first aid type things - and yes, i have a place for it - only to find that my neosporin wasn't there.  i rummaged through tubes of this and that until i found it - or so i thought.  In my haste to apply the ointment, i failed to see that the tube i had in my hand was....::blush::...vaginal itching cream.

One might wonder A) why on earth i have such cream (i dont know!) and 2) how such cream could possibly help a burn.

It doesn't.

Don't ask, just trust me on this.

Neosporin feels much, much better.

 

Time to Travel

i'm a bolter.  Yup sure am - when stress or conflict get too high or too much to bear - i bolt.  Guess what?  i'm about to do it.  i have this incredibly strong urge to just walk away from everything.  my job, my family, my friends, my house - all...just bolt.  Go somewhere new. Start fresh. 

Problem is - i could very well be bolting from myself.  Hmm..well then, moving somewhere else wouldn't help much, would it?  lol

So, maybe i'd better just face my demons, my fears and shortcomings and make the most of right? Right.

On another note:
Car was stolen and found.
Fridge quit and was replaced.
Choir issue - OH MY WORD!  enough said
Job: If i don't find something else soon, i'm going to start drinking and driving
Relationships: don't ask
Cats:  FUNNY as heck
Me:  gonna make it.

Where have i been?

Good grief!  Where have i been?  This stress thing is a killer  - sheesh...i've neglected my poor lil blog.

i will post multiple words here tomorrow. 

 

God, don't leave me ....

These words, sung by MaryMary, have been going through my head.  Sometimes life looms ahead, dark and dreary, or something happens (stolen car) that tries to break my spirit (almost succeeded) but...

"Can't Give Up Now"

There will be mountains that I will have to climb
And there will be battles that I will have to fight
But victory or defeat, it's up to me to decide
But how can I expect to win If I never try.

I just can't give up now
I've come too far from where I started from
Nobody told me the road would be easy
and I don't believe he brought me this far to leave me

Never said there wouldn't be trials
Never said I would't fall
Never said that everything would go the way I want it to go
But when my back is against the wall
And i feel all hope is gone,
I'll just lift my head up to the sky
And say help me to be strong

I just can't give up now
I've come too far from where I started from
Nobody told me the road would be easy
and I don't believe he brought me this far to leave me

[Hook:]
No you didn't bring me out here to leave me lonely
Even when I can't see clearly
I know that you are with me(so I can't)

I just can't give up now
I've come too far from where I started from
Nobody told me the road would be easy
and I don't believe he brought me this far to leave me

Mmmmm..to be a woman

i love being a woman. i love the luxury of a lavendar scented bubble bath. i love using products that make my face glow. i love rubbing lotion into smooth, warm moist skin that is my own. i highly enjoy wearing pretty little nighties (though i never sleep in them - only sleep nude). i love lighting candles and enjoying the strains of Samuel Barber's "Adagio for Strings" while lying in a bed piled with thick blankets atop cool, crisp sheets.

i truly love being a woman.

Out from under my nose...

As i was leaving my house to go to work, i realized that my car was gone.  i parked it yesterday, in front of my house...where i normally park it.  And now.  Gone.  hmm.  So, i called the police..they didn't tow it, it wasn't reposessed (all up to date with payments) so..uh, i guess it was stolen. Police have been here.  Neighbors all up in arms. Insurance company called.  And here i sit.   An unexpected day off?  grrrrrrrrrrrrr

A Girl in Paris

i used to live in Paris.  Seriously.  i had a studio flat in a small town on the outskirts of Paris.

Paris, France.

 On my days off, i would take the train to the heart of the city - 13 min ride - and spend the day roaming the streets of Paris.  Eating in cafes.  Walking along the Seine.  Going to the Louvre.  Riding the metro.  Finding the few (but wonderful) English bookstores and spending hours in them.  Sitting in Parks and enjoying the sun as i munched on cheese and a bannette.

 Paris.

When the children didn't have school, we would often go to the park for an entire day.  Packing a picnic lunch, taking books to read, playing and running around the bushes and the hill...

Stopping at the Patisserie and buying Pain de Chocolat for the children's (and my) goutet.

Paris.  i lived there.  i made friends with all sorts of folk.  i shopped in Continent and Auchan and our little grocery and also the market on Wed and Sat. 

i used to live in Paris.