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What Plants can tell you

In sl im very big on landscape and scenery. I like decorating to tear it up and start all over. In real I so suck at plant. I have a plant my godson gave to me about 4 years ago. Its a spider plant. He painted the plastic container and everything for me. So i wouldn't to forget to water the plant i stuck it up in my kitchen window.  I was faithful about watering it. Every time i did dishes or got a drink i would throw some water on the plant. Well after a few vacations and stuff i completely forgot about this little plant. Id see it and think oh man when is the last time i watered that thing? I was also told i should of transplanted it out of its little plastic container like 2 years ago. Hehe. The plant lived though. Well a few weeks ago i decided it was time to take that plant out of its little container and give it a nice healthy place to grow. So i buy some nice potting soil and a cute little plant box and throw it back up to the window. I also bought one of those little water things that watered the plant for me. Now all i had to do was check the bulb and see if it had water or not. I'll be damned if not even 2 weeks later the thing up and died. Logic would tell you it was already suppose to be dead. There was hardly any soil left around the roots and the container kept it from growing.  I dont care though. Im going to continue to water the little sticks it left behind and see if it ever sparks life again.

So why do i bring up a little plant? Well tonight i was reading this web page and it had quotes all over it. One of them was something like Love is like a flower you have to tend to it to make it grow. Im not sure on the wording but yeah it was something corny like that. So how fucked up is it that my plant (love) did a hell of a lot better when it was ignored and abused then when i loved it and took care of it. Hmmm. Something to think about. I guess im glad im not a plant. =P

Little random tonight but i thought it was better then nothing. And like i promised i have rainbows and puppies for ya. =) I photoshoped this just messing around. See if you can spot the puppy in it. 

Are you the ant? Or holding the glass?

 Just have one of those days (weeks, months, years) where nothing seems to go right? The day when you just wish your feet wouldn't of met the floor and the covers stayed over your head. I remember the days when  I would cry when my cousin, yes the barbie killer, would kill ants and bugs. Not that i liked them just i thought it was mean to inflict pain on any living creature. Didn't matter if it  was slimy or gross, they all had a right to live without some jerk coming along and either frying them with a big magnifying glass or blowing them to tiny pieces with m-80's. He was also the kid who tied lady fingers to frogs and crickets. No surprise that he has done prison time now huh? I guess what made me the most mad was he did it just for fun. One day he was up to no good, he was feeding alka-seltzer to birds, and my dad caught him. He grabbed him by the ear and spun him around and spanked him hard on his butt.   Well he told him to go inside and think about what he had done. I think he thought that "think about what you have done" meant go piss on everything in sight in my room. I do have to say that the closet door got most of it but, my Malibu Stacy always smelled a little funny since that day. I have to say that was the first time i saw my dad speechless. My dad, The Pentecostal preacher, speechless. 

I guess what i learned from him that people can do some messed up stuff just because its fun for them. Had he been the one under the magnifying glass, I'm sure he would of thought of it a little differently.  He didn't see what he did was wrong. They were small enough to where he could over power them and it didn't hurt him any. I think after awhile he even believed what he did was ok. He had told himself that enough times he felt it was true. Plus i think he also fed off the reaction i gave him. He knew it would upset me. He always made sure i was there. He knew i was guaranteed to give him that reaction.  Although i have to say a frog strapped with explosives, thrown in the middle of my tea party, was hard not to react to. 

I think in life we all run into those people who need that reaction. They know how and from who to get it from. I think its sick when they involve humans in such a primate game but they do.  Even though i have fallen prey to such little mind games, i cant help but to feel sorry for them.  Im sorry they feel they have to hurt others to be happy with themselves. After all the hate and drama settles what do yo really have? Something you had to trick or hurt people out of? Yeah wear it with pride baby.  These people are usually the ones who have no lives and have to live through others. Partly because they dont like themselves. No matter how much they try to change the outside, they are still ugly on the inside.  Lies and games will only get you so far. Like a bad grease stain on a kitchen wall, you can paint over it but eventually its going to come back and be very visible. You have to find the problem and fix it . Then when you paint it, it will stay pretty.  I think others just plain dont care their wall is stained at all.

A friend who always gives me good advice, reminded me yesterday that sometimes we just need to set back and listen. Dont be quick to react. You may not understand or agree with what they say or do but you have to live with what you say and do. Isnt he so smart? 

Stand in the rain

I was playing around in photo shop and found out how to add a rain effect. This song popped into my head. so fitting right now. =)

Stand In The Rain~Superchick

She never slows down. 
She doesn't know why but she knows that when she's all alone, feels like its all coming down 
She won't turn around 
The shadows are long and she fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop raining down 

[CHORUS] 
So stand in the rain 
Stand your ground 
Stand up when it's all crashing down 
You stand through the pain 
You won't drown 
And one day, whats lost can be found 
You stand in the rain 

She won't make a sound 
Alone in this fight with herself and the fears whispering if she stands she'll fall down 
She wants to be found 
The only way out is through everything she's running from wants to give up and lie down. 

[CHORUS] 
So stand in the rain 
Stand your ground 
Stand up when it's all crashing down 
You stand through the pain 
You won't drown 
And one day, whats lost can be found 
You stand in the rain 

So stand in the rain 
Stand your ground 
Stand up when it's all crashing down 
Stand through the pain 
You won't drown 
And one day, whats lost can be found 

[CHORUS] 
So stand in the rain 
Stand your ground 
Stand up when it's all crashing down 
You stand through the pain 
You won't drown 
And one day, whats lost can be found 
You stand in the rain

At least he wasnt a licker

Most of you that know me know i have a real life best friend named Lizzie. She is prolly the closest thing i have had to a sister. Lizzie is awesome at making  me feel special and always showing me more practical ways of doing things. Way down under that sweet cute wonderful spunky person is a jokers heart. She loves being funny. She likes pulling things on people which she thinks is funny. Well today is like her Christmas. Ive heard about how she called her husband in tears telling him she just went to the doctors and they told her she was pregnant. (she did have a check up today lol) She also told me to how her kids woke up this morning to here frantically screaming about her eye only to jump up to help and step on squished grapes. I didnt say we would all find them funny but she finds herself hilarious. Ive also told you guys about the wonderful corn starch i the blow dryer she pulled on me. (not an aprils fool thing just her being her) I hate that her son introduced her to youtube. She has become more clever on things to do. So this year i was ready for her. She called me at 6 this morning. Yes i said 6am. For those of you who speak laynese that waytodamnearlyinthemorning o'clock.  I half expected something then. Instead it was inviting me for breakfast. Ok i know how she is so i grab a bagel and coffee and go to talk to my favorite person in sl. 2 hours later she shows up.  My first thought is why the heck call me that early to show up that late? But hey i go with it. I have to say i was like a cat on a tin roof. I knew the shoe was going to drop but when? Breakfast went good. I got my usual pep talk and a lecture on second chances. (err thats another post in itself. Just be really sure who you give these to. Sometimes a second chance can hurt worse then the first)  So everything is fine. No salt in my coffee no pepper on my toast. Hmm. Maybe she has put all this silliness behind her. So i relax a little.  Ill fast forward to the next part of the day after i get through with my set blah blah blah. I start getting a headache and i decide its time to lay down. Im asleep for a good 2 hours before i hear someone knocking at my door. I open my door and walk into what i can only explain as the twilight zone. heres a little how it went.

Me (half asleep): umm hello?

Weird looking guy: Im here to pick up my car.

Me: your car?

WLG: Yeah i was told the car i bought was here.

Me: (kind confused) I think you may have the wrong address.

WLG: Is this blah blah blah?

Me: well yeah but im not selling a car. (i do live at blah blah blah)

WLG: Do you have a 2008 toyota?

Me: (points to it in the driveway) well yeah but im not selling it.

WLG:  (shoves a piece of paper in my face) This was on craigslist. Are you sure you arent selling it? i talked to the guy this morning and western unioned the 1200.

Me:(feels the blood drain from my face as i see a picture of my car being sold for $1200) umm there's been a misunderstanding.

(im looking at the paper. listed by me on my craiglist account. Right cell phone number. Wow was i drunk last night?)

*at this point the guy is in my driveway looking through the windows at my car yanking the door handles trying to get in it*

Me: Umm your gonna have to go. I dont know what happened here but I didnt sell you my car.

WLG: well im not leaving til i have my money or my car. I want to talk to your husband.

Me:(feels nauseated) My what?? I think you better leave.

WLG: You can give me the keys or i'll have it towed. (waves what i think is my title)

Me: (Feels like she is about to cry) *******ok i have to censor what i said here but it was something along the lines of me telling him where he could go and what he could do when he got there*****

In walks wierd looking guy #2. 

WLG2: Im here about the car.

Me:(im about to faint at this point.) I dont have a bleep bleep car for sell. You both need to go.

WLG2: Maybe you should call your husband.

Me: who the hell would that be.

WLG2: I'll call him right now.

Me: fine go ahead. You might wanna call the tooth fairies house. I think they are playing poker.

**he's on the phone and busts out laughing. **

its starting to sink in. This is a joke but whose?

Thats when im handed the phone and i hear lizzie dying laughing. 

Me: You b@tch!

(slams the door and comes here to vent)

LOL. I love her to death. She got me. I really thought i was losing my mind. I though not only had i sold a car i wasn't selling but i had 2 buyers for it. lol Good one sweetie. 

Word of warning. I will pay ya back and as the saying goes "Payback is a B@tch"