Mo's Manic Monday - Bud

Bud.... hmmmm... Okay, so I decided to close my eyes and see where this word would lead me. Oddly enough, as much as I'd love for spring to finally get it's sh*t in gear (yes, I used an asterisk because I have no intention of calling Mother Nature out again and ending up with a snowstorm), what came to mind was not this: And despite how much time I spent chatting yesterday, I also didn't come up with this either: So, what popped into my head? 'Nip it in the Bud'... also known as: deal with a problem while it's small before it has the opportunity to grow into something serious. Not an easy thing to do... but it sure does save a lot of aggravation and heartache. I think it's one of those wise sayings (even though apparently Barney Fife kept saying it.. and he was just plain old silly) like : 'never go to bed angry'. This is really more about not letting feelings of hurt and anger sit there thinking they'll magically disappear... they won't.. unless you stop caring of course. So folks, if you have any, tie up your loose ends... or you might end up tripping on them like Jack Tripper and end up in some poor woman's cleavage... hmmmmmmmm... wait... that's a bad thing, right? ;) Join in the fun and say hey to Mo over at It's a Blog Eat Blog World... mkay? Love you all more than my luggage! Hugs, smooches and gropes!

Manic Monday... Spike

OH MY!!!!! I sat with Chicklet, my jaw agape... Can it be? You hear the announcements but until you actually see it..... It's real! Sting! Andy! Stewart! OH MY!!!! Could it be? A reunion tour? They play... I squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... Chicklet looks at me, rolls her eyes and proceeds to tap her feet... "ahem... Mommy... my hair?!... will you finish drying it please?... Mom... Maman?..." she sighs... I squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... I haven't been this excited about watching music on TV since Taylor won... actually... probably more excited... of course once she started listening to it she looooved it, singing Roxanne out loud (better than Eddie Murphy though...) Which reminds me of my previously mentionned 'friend' Nancy who had the nerve to record me singing it through the phone when we were 15 and has kept a copy to blackmail me... OH MY!!!!! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Manic Monday... spiked... A room… the Red Light district… 6 inch spiked heels… ruby red lips… the smell of cheap perfume sprayed liberally to mask the musk of many men... his treasure in exchange for hers… a price is set… money exchanged… her fishnet stockings snagged… the man’s rough hands … briskly pushing her skirt up to get what he’s come for… the smell of alcohol on his breath... seeping from his pores... a yellowish bruise on her neck that her John ignores… not wanting to know… making it easier… his whore... bought and paid for… her eyes vacant… he enters… disconnected… the glint of a wedding band.. tarnished… dreams faded… grinding… memories of the child that once was… grunts… laboring… slavery… he finishes… withdrawal… a door slams… solitude… sigh of relief… she lives… for now… Amsterdam's Red Light District Do YOU think America would have such a place? Should we protect the rights and safety of sex industry workers? What if it was your daughter, sister, niece, wife? Should Prostitution be legalized and normalized? Is Prostitution violence against women? 10????? Love you more than my luggage! Hugs, smooches and gropes!