Chaotic Serenity's blog: ""

Wow how time flies. To me it seems like its only been a couple of months, not an entire year. Your clothes are still in the dresser and your toys are still in the toy box in the living room. There has not been a day go bye that I haven't thought about you from the moment I wake up until the moment I fall asleep. I still wake during the night (and most mornings) because I can swear I hear your angelic voice calling out to me. Sometimes I wake in a shroud of chills because i can swear I felt your tiny hand touch me and hear you say Mama I love you, and maybe you are reaching out to me from wherever you are, I don't know, but its a thought that comforts me. I cant help but wonder how much you've changed. How much you've grown. How your features have changed. If you still have those piercing baby blue eyes showcasing your pureness and innocence that I could always get so lost in and instantly forget about all the bad in the world. If you still smell like a mixture of strawberry bubble bath and lilacs. Would I still recogonize you if I saw you on the street? Better yet, would you know who I was? Would you remember ME? Would you know how much I love you and how much I have missed you? I hope you will always know how much you are loved and how much I miss you. I will look for you always. In every little girls face that I see. Wherever you are tonight, I hope that you want for nothing and that you are healthy and happy and loved. You're forever in our hearts and thoughts. We love you. I will never give up hope.. so Until the time comes when i see you again.. I love you with all my heart. Love, Mama

A Southern wife came home just in time to find her husband in bed with another woman. With super-human strength, borne of fury, and cutting firewood power, she dragged him down the stairs, out the back door, and into the tool shed out back of the barn. She put his tally-whacker in a vice and then secured it tightly and removed the handle. Next she picked up an old carpenter's saw. The banged up cheater was terrified, and hollered, "Stop! Stop! You're not gonna cut it off with that rusty damn saw, are you?" The wife, with a gleam of revenge in her eye, put the saw in her husband's hand and said...... "Nope. I'm gonna set this old shed on fire, and go to town for a cold beer. You do whatever you want."

Instructions...... Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names . Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1) I don't like "normal" hair colors on myself. Im secretly going through the rebellious phase i missed in my youth. 2) I'm addicted to piercings after getting two.. but my piercer stopped piercing and i don't trust anyone else to poke holes in my body LOL 3) I have two tatoos.. if it was up to me I'd be covered in ink. 4) Im OCD about some things.. like how the towels are supposed to be folded. If they arent folded the "right way" I'll wait til there's no one around and refold them. Pathetic I know. 5) I love Royo art. In fact i love dark art of any kind. 6) I get called a bitch nearly daily. Interestingly enough, this doesnt offend me. I kinda like it. Stupid people need to learn how to deal with people that dont kiss ass on a daily basis. 7) I don't take crap off anyone. 8) Im completely honest to a fault. Sometimes brutally so. 9) I'm Bi. 10) I dont think im weird.. i think most everyone else is just too damn uptight LOL. I am tagging: Precious Scott MasterDiesel Gene Wicked