Friday, July 29, 2011

500+ blogs ALREADY??!!

it's kinda hard to believe that with my life going to pot as it has, there are still loyal readers waiting to see what mischief or success happens next, and for that I thank you.

Although this is posting # 502, I was surprised that I've gone so far. Yes, I am yammering constantly about my lack of success and love, but I also know that you have to go far to know the adventure of life.

"It's not the destination, it's the journey."

So here's to the first 502 as of today, and to another 500 soon.

Thanks for listening.




~ j ~

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Thursday, July 28, 2011

A Few of my favorite songs

I grew up with music. My parents always had it on playing on stations in English, Spanish and those for talk radio (bilingual of course, so we could get our prayers in too.) but I could never make music.

I love singing. I love that someone sang to me once; that feeling can't be replaced. I like church simply for the music, and I love plays when they're musicals such as Hair, the Phantom of the Opera, Miss Saigon, and so many others that can't be named or listed at this time.

So here's a few for tonight. Enjoy.



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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Al Martino - "To Each His Own"



A rose must remain with the sun and the rain
Or its lovely promise won't come true
To each his own, to each his own
And my own is you

What good is a song if the words don't belong
And a dream must be a dream for two
No good alone to each his own
For me there's you

If a flame is to grow there must be a glow
To open each door there's a key
I need you I know, I can't let you go
Your touch means too much to me

Two lips must insist on two more to be kissed
Or they'll never know what love can do
To each his own, I've found my own
One and only you

A rose must remain with the sun and the rain
Or its lovely promise won't come true
To each his own, I've found my own
One and only you


©PARAMOUNT MUSIC CORP

Lyrics found here

Saturday, July 16, 2011

44

Happy Birthday to Me



It’s July 16, 2011, and I have been 44 years old for 3 days now.  A friend of mine is offering to buy me a website for my birthday so I can launch my dubious career as an erotic writer.  He’s hoping it will launch me into a sexual stratosphere with writers like Diablo Cody, who is now writing other things such as movie screenplays and books.

I am seriously thinking about it, and I am thinking hard regarding this idea.

This past Spring a friend & fellow blogger sent me some art supplies, which was a super-cool jump start to my feelings.  I am working hard not to let her (or anyone else who’s been encouraging) or myself down.  I’ve been studying for the latest test for certification, which is 4-8 generalist, meaning I’d be teaching the Hottentots, not the Mighty Mites, nor the big kids.  The ones in the middle, which is where I was 90% of last year, would be the next class/group I would teach.  I’ve also got a little anxiety about testing, since I know I can be nervous an fuck up badly, screwing up my future and paying for nothing.  I’ve blown (since ’09) $350 taking test.
I just want it to be done.
I just want to move on.

(Pause)

A friend of mine recently told me that I am a successful teacher, a good teacher, and that may be my place in life.
In my heart of hearts I am fighting it, and I don’t want to continue on this path.
I’ve been teaching for 15 years, in some capacity, and it truly doesn’t make me happy.
I’d like to be like Gaughin, leaving for Tahiti, painting tropical beauties, and living a life of solitude and quiet, but that’s not in the cards.

I have to say thank you for those who’ve gone out of their way to remind me I am a worthwhile human being, making me smile with little courtesies and warmth, showing me that I can be someone who means something to others.  All I need to do is believe it myself.

Thank you all for making my birthday a wonderful smile.

Blessings & Love,





~ j ~


p.s. “My mother was just cleared of her cancer treatments.  We haven’t discussed remission, continuing treatments or anything else.  There’s just a lot of tears and taking in all that this year has been emotionally for all of us.  Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your prayers, support and good thoughts.  They are all appreciated.”