.:A Little About Me:.

Hello friends!  How is your day?  I hope it is filled with beautiful things.

I am seeing that there is a lot of new people here, and I just wanted to give a little bit of information about who I am; well, and some about what I do here.

First off, I need to explain that I am a very eclectic person.  I do a lot of stuff here.  I review products and places, movies and books.  Just anything that really tickles my fancy. I also like to give my advice about certain situations.  If you read back on some of my posts, I am sure that will be obvious.

You will also find that many times when I am sleepy (or sick) I will ramble and just put my thoughts out there. There are things that I feel that I could share about what is going on with me that might help others.

See, the thing is I’m sick. I have been for a long time.  I ended up with epilepsy when I was a baby after having an allergic reaction to the Pertussis part of the DtP vaccine. I have had seizures all my life, so please do not worry about me, or feel sorry. I am used to it.  I also have very severe Fibromyalgia. I hurt so bad sometimes that I cannot get out of bed, and walking has become a serious issue.  Something else about me is that I have every symptom of Multiple Sclerosis, but they cannot find the lesions.  It is a mess honestly. Due to this foolishness, it has brought on a case of depression that I cannot seem to shake.  Even though I have tried.

I am fully disabled and it breaks my heart.  That fixed income, while it keeps a roof over my family’s head, is just not enough to do the things that my children should be able to.  I should be working and here I am, 6 in the morning not able to sleep (AGAIN) and rambling.  I do love this time of morning though.  The world around you turns this beautiful shade of blue.  Everywhere you look, the color seeks you out and gives peace.

I want all of you to understand one thing, if you take anything at all.

A sickness doesn’t define who you are. How we approach our sickness is. If you cower with fear, you do not succeed. The battle is lost.  But if you stand up, look at it in the face and stand strong, you can and will grow stronger in the face of adversity.  You begin to learn things about yourself, about those around you.  And that too makes you stronger.

So, my lovely friends.  Stand Strong.  Follow your dreams and just live in a happy place.

I love all of you.

L.

PS!  Review for a movie is coming out tomorrow!

Random Thoughts by a sleepy head…

Yes my friends, I am sleepy and I have a migraine, so I guess now is a good of a time as any to write some random thoughts down.

You know, I have really sat and thought the last few hours about how so many of us are unique and different, but pushed so hard to stay within the “norm” of society that it is hard to pull ourselves out of this rut caused by what I can only call peer pressure.

Looking, acting and pretty much becoming someone else to suit anothers vision of us is not the way to live our lives friends.  It truly isn’t.  If a person is to truly care about you, they need to care about all of you.  Sorry for sort of quoting (calling it sort of since my brain is revolting and apparently trying to escape out my ears) Baby from Dirty Dancing, but it does fit a situation like this.

“If you love me, you have to love all the things about me.”

That is so very true.

See my dears, you are put on this planet, created in such a way that is perfection.  While there will be bumps in the road, scars given, hurts happening, in the end, we must all stand up and dust ourselves off.  Whether it is God or just evolution, we are perfectly imperfect.  No matter the reason, no matter the cause.  You are you, and there is nothing in the world that is better than that.  So here I go, trying to quote someone else now, but this time, I’m Seussing it up.

“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”

So keep that in your thoughts my friends.  No matter what happens in your life, there is no one alive that is you.  You are perfect.  You are wonderful.

BE YOU AND GOSH DARN IT BE WHO YOU WANT TO BE!  Unless of course you are wanting to be some type of psycho crazy person that hurts, maims (among other things) people.  If that is the case, you might want to rethink your yous.

Love always,

L.

PS. Please accept my apologies for the rambling.  I am mostly typing out my hoohaa since the noggin’ is being a doofus.

.:Yeah, this happened:.

Hello my dears.  I do hope that the new year is treating all of you well.  I am in one of those “I feel like I have been hit by a bus” moments.

Yes, friends, the plague has hit me and it isn’t letting go without a fight.  And by plague, I mean the flu.  I have been whining, bitching and doing all the other normal things that sick people do.  Yelling to the heavens that I have the plague, the Hanta virus, malaria, you name it.  In the matter of a week, I have given myself all of the horrible diseases that my flu rattled mine could think of.

BUT (and this is a big but!)

Something has happened and I am not sure how to respond to it.

Last month (December 2015 for those of you from the future) I was outside with Waya doing our normal routine of fixing up the gutters and the sumsuches of our home before winter.  I am getting ready to climb the horrid ladder that has been bestowed upon us from Satan and Waya yells down, “OMG LIL’!  WHISTLE!”  I’m thinking, “What the hell?” But I do.

As I turn towards where he is looking, I see a streak of something white and grey barreling at me at full speed.  I could see my life flashing before my eyes friends, I knew the end was near.  Here I was, all bundled up and ready to work, only to have my life snuffed out by some demon to which I couldn’t see.  I yelled to the heavens, “I’M COMIN’ ELIZABETH!” in Red Foxx style wanting at least my final words to be something epic.  That is when it happened.  I was football tackled by a giant monster.  I’m screaming as the wind is knocked outta me.  And that is when I felt it.

I felt a cold nose pushing against my cheek, a huge tongue coming forth to run across my face.  This, my friends was pure terror.  I can see its bright blue eyes staring into my soul. And I’m screamin’ bloody murder y’all,  until I realize, it… was…a…dog.  A HUGE f’ing dog y’all.  And not just any dog.  This dog was gorgeous.  I felt my heart begin to pound as I realize, It was a Siberian Husky.

A SIBERIAN HUSKY!

Now many of you that know me, know how much this moment means to me.  But for those of you that don’t, let me explain.

I love wolves and dogs that look like wolves.  The husky, no matter which type, is the closest to looking like a wolf.  And keep in mind, I do not like dogs.  I am a cat person.

BUT the husky is just a glorious creature that makes my heart melt with pure love.  And here one stands before me, giving me all the love that he possibly could.  And he is tall.  He stands about a foot taller than me when his paws are on my shoulders.  HUGE!!!!

I found a tag on him and called the number.  A nice young lady answered and when I told her that I had her dog she was blown away.  She couldn’t believe he had jumped yet another fence.  Not only that but he traveled a good 1/2 mile to get to where Waya and I live.

She pleasantly asked if we would be able to keep him until she got off of work and we agreed whole-heartedly.  This was my dream people.  So I was going to be able to pretend, if only for a little while, that he was mine.

As soon as she got out of work, she came by and we chatted for a few moments while she held onto him.  I could feel my heart shatter as I watched her getting ready to put him in the car.  I told her that if she ever needed a dog sitter that I am MORE than willing to do it.

AND that is when it happened.

She turned back and said, “Look, I will be moving in a few weeks.  Do you think that maybe you would want him?”

I felt my entire body lift up, angels singing, little cherubs dancing around as I floated onto the clouds where God himself stood.  I felt a voice come out of me, similar to that of Spongebob Squarepants as he says, “Really?”

And she said, “I will think about it, and if I decide, I will let you know okay?”

By this time I am drunk on love.

I missed him immensely for two days.  Every hair (and there is a LOT from a husky) I found reminded me of him and would send me back into that forward spiral of AWWWWWW-ness. And then we got a knock on the door.

I open to see those beautiful blue eyes looking at me.

But no owner.

He had escaped yet again and came right home.  Right to me.  I let him in and make the phone call to say, “Yeah, about him.  He is kind of here right now.”

Y’all would have laughed your asses off at the sound of pure shock in her voice.  This is pretty much how the convo was.

Me – So yeah, about him.  He’s kind of here right now.

Her – Say what now?

Me – Yeah, he’s here.

Her – Are you serious?

Me – Um yeah.

Her – You have got to be kidding me!

Me – Nope.

HIM – I wuv you.  I wuv you. (SERIOUSLY Y’ALL!  HE TALKS!)

Her – Lilly, he must really like it with you.  He jumped off a two story building for you.

Me – Say what now?

So yeah.  That happened.

Finally she told me that he is mine.  That she couldn’t risk him getting hurt.  So here I sit, a giant monster of a dog that thinks my cats are chew toys in my house.

So everyone, I would like to introduce:

Coyo (short for coyote)  The Giant Monster of Love.

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And yes y’all.  My ass in wearing a onesie and I am not ashamed to say it.

.:It is time for CHANGE:.

Hello my lovelies.  I know… I know… It has been way too long.  So I feel that I need to explain the problems that have been going on.

First:

I have been dealing with the after effects of having a person that was so toxic living within my home.  Even after months after this negative creature left my “castle” I am still feeling the effects of her endless torment.  But slowly I am climbing up and out of this pit to which she threw me in like she is some kind of warrior dumbass.

THIS IS NOT SPARTA YOU PSYCHO!

It has taken a lot of time for me to release the stress, the negativity, the filth that this woman caused.**

Second:

I apparently have the plague.  I feel like I have been hit by a bus and there is goo coming out of my nose like I am a water fountain.  This tyrant has invaded my nose hole cavity and has taken up residence like he owns the place.

AGAIN:  THIS IS NOT SPARTA!

I know it sounds like I have the flu and/or a cold, but dammit!  It is the plague. I just know it.

Third:

I have taken a lot of time putting myself, my thoughts and feelings into order.  I have a mishmash of foolishness going on within my brain pan and it just needs to take itself off somewhere cause I am done.

Do I need to say it again?

A lot of meditation, a lot of reorganizing, a lot of fighting has been going on inside of me and it has been hard to really put my thoughts in order.

I am truly sorry for not being here as much as I normally am.  But in the coming days, LOTS are going to be done.  This is my goal.

Do you see how I said GOAL instead of Resolution?

Let me explain why.

There is no resolutions.  There is no rules that we set forth on a particular day.  We all must set goals for ourselves every single day so we are able to live a life that we want and deserve.

Every single day gives us the opportunity to become better people.  And we must all set those goals.  Not wait till the end of the year/beginning of the next to make that goal.

If you want to lose weight.  DO IT ANYTIME.  Set those goals.

If you want to stop smoking.  DO IT ANYTIME.  Start working towards giving it up.

If you want to start a business.  DO IT ANYTIME.  Start setting up the basics, learn, grow.

It doesn’t have to be a goal that you set on a specific day.

And if you fail, try again.  Don’t think of it as “I just broke my resolution.”  Think of it as a learning experience.  Find what you did wrong the first time and try it again.

Hell friends, it might take you years to accomplish your goal but dammit.  JUST DO SOMETHING.

I want you to remember this.

Thomas Edison failed many times during his inventing of the lightbulb.  Thousands of different ways didn’t work.  But when asked about those different ways, he simply replied, “I found 1000 ways how NOT to make a light bulb.”

Set forth my friends and become, grow and learn.

And in the words of Blind Melon.

“When life is hard, you have to CHANGE.”

PSSST:  Look up Blind Melon – Change.  Seriously.  Good song.

**  I want to address this part a little deeper.

When you are in a situation that you feel that the negativity is out of control, you need to either remove it, OR yourself from it.  You do not deserve to be surrounded by negative emotions, negative actions, negative people.  YOU DESERVE BETTER.  Remember that you are worth more than anything.  Surround yourself with only the positive my friends.

~L

.:Happy Wednesday Y’all!:.

How are all of you doing today?  I hope that the smile is still on your face and your thoughts are filled with good stuff.  Goodness knows that happiness comes from within, not from without.  That is something we all need to learn.

If we wake up every morning (or in my case, every late afternoon) with a happy heart, the rest of our day will be a beautiful one.  We will be able to open ourselves up to everything that the world offers.  See the glorious art of nature, see the beauty in every day things.

Every day does bring new challenges, new stepping stones.  All of us need to learn that those stepping stones, those little roadblocks are times for us to learn and to grow as people.  We shouldn’t be afraid of it.  Spending our lives in a state of misery and woe isn’t a way to live friends.

To quote the Gump himself:

Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.

But we do have the choice of putting the rotten piece of candy down, and choosing another.

It is all up to you.

Love you all!

Lilly

.:Taggin’ Tuesday:.

Tags.  The weird stuff that is normally posted on YouTube.  And being that I am an avid watcher of the Tube of You’s I bring you yet another installment of *insert dramatic music here* TAGGIN’ TUESDAY.  I am totally doing jazz hands people.  JAZZ HANDS!

This week I thought we would go with this little ditty.

Get to know me tag

  • Vital Stats:
    Name:               Lilly
    Nicknames:       Loolabelle
    Birthday:           March 31st
    Place of Birth:   Wilmington, NC
    Star Sign:         Aries
    Occupation:     Disabled
  • Appearance:
    Hair colour:      Black
    Hair length:      Top is around shoulder length, rest is shaved.
    Eye colour:       Blue
    Best feature:     Everything.  I’m amazing.  *giggles*
    Braces:             When I was younger.
    Piercings:          Oh yes.  Love them.  I have 4 facial piercings and my ears stretched.
    Tattoos:             Mhm.  Love those too.  I have 7 and want more.
    Righty of Lefty:  Righty
  • Firsts:
    Best friend:        A girl in school name Kristi.  She was pretty cool.
    Award:               Shockingly enough, I made Honor Roll twice.
    Sport:                 Tried out for football in HS, but NOOO I’m a GIRL.  Blargh
    Real Holiday:     Meaning?  Vacation?  Key West when my daughter was two.
    Concert:             Never been to one. *sad panda face*  Well not a “real” one anyway.  I have seen Adelita’s Way.
  • Favourites
    Film:                  Boondock Saints 1 and 2.  Can’t pick between the two.
    TV Show:           Don’t watch it.  But if I had to pick… Um.. The one with that guy. You know the one.
    Colour:               Shockingly enough, it is Turquoise Blue.
    Song:                 Rev 22:20 by Puscifer
    Restaurant:        I couldn’t pick.  Each place that I have been has something I like.
    Store:                 GoodGoth.com or Dollar Tree.  Yeah, I am a cheap shopper.
    Book:                  The entire Dark Series by Christine Feehan
    Magazine:           I love those cheesy tabloids that is so fake.  They make me laugh.
    Shoes:                 hmmm.  My favs were a pair of 20 eyelet boots that fell apart and I can’t get another pair. 😦
  • Currently…
    Feeling:               Honestly?  Like poopies little brother crappy.  I have a headache.
    Eating:                 Nothing at this point and time.
    Listening to:         Me typing.  So relaxing.
    Thinking about:    About the song Mordrid’s Lullaby.  Love that song too and it gets stuck sometimes.
    Watching:            My screen.  Dur.
    Wearing:              My pink and black leopard spot tights, a dark green leopard spot tank and my daughters jacket.
  • Future:
    Want Children:     No.  Not again.  YOU CAN’T MAKE ME!
    Married:                Not a chance.
    Careers in mind:   An artist would be cool.
    Place to live:         Ireland baby!
  • Do you believe in:
    God:                     Definitely, just in a different way than most.
    Miracles:               We are all miracles.  LIFE is a miracle.
    Love at first sight:  Or should I walk by again.  *waggles eyebrows*
    Ghosts:                 Seen too many to say no to that one.  They are out there peeps.
    Aliens:                   I do believe there is life on other planets. Yes.  I don’t call them “aliens” though. I call them people.
    Soul Mates:           Yes I do.
    Heaven:                Yes and no. I do feel there is a special place we go when we pass.
    Hell:                       No, I do not. I do not believe there is a devil either.
    1st date kiss:         No. I don’t like kissing at all though.
    Yourself:               Darn skippy I do.

Well my friends, There we go. Your tag for today.  And guess who I choose to do it next.  ALL OF YOU!

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.:Advice About Relationships Part 3:.

Yes, I know that I have posted already today, but I really think this is something that needs to be brought up.

I just recently received an email from a young man about a relationship he was in and I really wanted to share it with all of you.

“I am not a subscriber, nor have I really read many of your posts.  But during a search, I come across your blog about relationships.  And I really need some advice.  I am only 16 and have no idea what to do.  My family is supportive of me, but I just can’t tell them what is really going on.  So I thought that I would reach out to you, because I don’t know how else to really put it to my mom. See, I was dating this girl.  She was so sweet and pretty and I felt really happy that she would choose me to be her boyfriend.  Everything was going good, it was great ya know?  And then that is when things got weird.  She started telling me that you grandma was abusing her.  See her grandma has custody of her.  She told me that it was because her mom was in prison and that her dad didn’t want her.  I felt bad for her ya know?  And I started getting really angry that her grandmother was doing things to her.  This one day, I went over to hang with her and stuff.  But her grandmother came out, screaming at her and then me, so my mom told me that they needed to work things out so we left.  Before we even got to the stop sign, the girl was running at the car so we stopped.  She said that her grandma had pulled her hair and punched her in the face.  She didn’t have a mark on her or anything but, I still got really upset because I mean geez, she hit my girl.  Well she said that she was going to go to the store and that she will call me later.  She never did.  Then a few weeks later, after it was a daily thing for her to say, “She hit me again,” she ran off.  The cops came and everything thinking I had something to do with it.  And I hadn’t see her or anything.  I finally get a call from a friend of mine who is her friend as well.  She said that my girlfriend had just pulled in with some dude and came in.  Of course I’m worried to death ya know?  So me and my mom get in the car and run over and take her right back home.  I told her grandma where we found her and then the grandma said something else that I don’t really remember and when my girlfriend said something else, her grandma said, “Hold on a minute, don’t you be lying to these people.”  Apparently she had written some note about running off.  It was just a huge mess.  I went home and have a message on my phone from our friend.  She said something along the lines of the girl saying that she had intercourse with some dude so he would bring her.  Well my friend put us on a three way call and confronted her about it and I hung up.  Because she was talking horrible.  I broke up with her a few minutes later.  Well it has been about 2 weeks and now I have people calling me all the time, calling my moms phone when I turn mine off all the time telling me that they are going to kill me over me abusing my now ex girlfriend.  She is spreading all kinds of horrible things that I was supposed to have done to her.  I never hit her, nor touched her like that.  I don’t believe in it.  I just don’t know what to do.  Can you help?”

My goodness sweetheart, where do I start?

First off honey,  you need to tell your family.  It is very important that they know what is going on fully.  The very fact that you are getting death threats is atrocious and they can be carried out. You never know honey.  Your family will need to determine if they should bring everything to the cops or not.  And being that you 16, I don’t want to hear any of this crap about Snitches Get Stitches.  That is just stupidity talking.  This is a very real threat and needs to be taken care of quickly and by hands that are able to do it.

You need to understand that your family is your foundation, your strength.  They are going to be there with everyone else is gone.  Use that support honey, you definitely need to.  The very fact that the girl is lying shows a lot about her character.  Especially about something as vile as abuse at the hands of her grandmother.  Perhaps getting in contact with her instead of your ex is a good idea.  She might be able to shine a light on the whole subject.

As for your ex.  The girl needs help.  She is a walking time bomb.  She is going to get someone killed.  The very fact that she is spreading around all of this foolishness will attest for that.  But you need to separate yourself completely from anything dealing with her.  Do not talk to your friends about her, do not bring her up in conversation or anything.  And if anyone says anything about what you supposedly done to her, you very calmly say, “Look, I would have never lain my hands on her, or any other female.  If you know me, you would know that I wouldn’t,” and leave it at that.

But as I said, if it keeps happening, I would contact law enforcement.  Explain the situation, tell them what is being said, and let them deal with it.

I want to ask my friends and family here to chime into this.  This boy needs some help and I know that together we can do some good for him.  Leave your thoughts in the comments below.

And thank you all so much.  This one is a doozy.