so my dear friend
12 days of christmas countdown because she is doing one in
her forummost of the stuff i want is posted in there... but everyday i'll add one item to my own little list over here. partly because i want to have a virtual christmas where i get everything i want... partly because with packing and holiday stuffs im really busy right now but i still want to keep my post-a-day promise.
so without further ado...
on the first day of christmas, even though ive never had a truelove that could give this to me... we'll just pretend that my truelove gave to me...
this beautiful bedroom set
Mahogany Four Poster:
with Canopy:
and Mandarin Stool at the foot:
and Brazilian Colonial bedside tables:
Toulouse Candelabra:
this is why i love
post-secret and i love
panda!and no, i did not send that in.
"If a haiku is an insight into a moment of experience, a haibun is the story or narrative of how one came to have that experience."oh how i loooove haibun.
the word substitute is both noun and verb. and minds can justify its use in terms like love and affection. when hands seek out skin under nights covering, bodies combine while eyes lock. we make promises with these eyes. agreeing to the charade of goodnight phone calls and hand holdings, pet names and promises. temporary, like place holders, we masquerade as lovers in a dance neither of us care to finish.
sweat slicked skin
resting in his arms.
pretending.
i never thought i would be headin that far east on the 10 again. when i left new orleans and travelled that very same interstate all the way back to cali... i didnt, or rather couldnt, even bare to look back. it took a lot to leave and now... im goin back. true, its to Houston this time, but still. there are nagging fears at the back of my mind regarding this migration. the same sort of feelings i had when i finally decided to leave nola. the doubts, the 'what ifs'... and all of a sudden, all these new reasons to stay.
its as if everytime i put my mind to leaving a place, knowing that the move is for the best, all these new things manifest to make me start to doubt my decision. all of a sudden, there are reasons why staying seems like such a better idea. and i am very indecisive and yet at the same time... very decisive. if that makes sense. i can never make up my mind but i'll change it in a split second. and i know i cant listen to that little nagging voice thats saying "stay! it will be fine if you stay" because what i really need to do right now is get the hell on the road. i guess its just the overarching issue of doubt and fear that ive always been plagued with. i hardly ever reallllly plan things out so there is always that big element of the possibility of failure that looms over any decision i make. but then again, if i were to plan something out over a long period of time... as soon as the time came to take action, i would have long since talked myself out of it.
so right now, im feeling as if the days cant pass fast enough. three more weeks and im on the road and those weeks cant pass any quicker. seriously. because right now i cant get tracy chapmans "
gimme one reason to stay here" out of my head.
and thats daaaaaaaaaaaaangerous business right there.
tagged: life
my friend and i were discussing the state of the 'dating' scene today... and it was such a depressing conversation. honestly, is it too much to ask for to want something more than dinner and a movie? because i'm really starting to lose faith. whatever happened to creativity? to courting? to putting thought into something? nowadays it seems like everyone is in such a rush to do things that
everything is being relegated to mediocrity. and i
hate mediocrity. i remember a while back i was watching the movie
Hitch with my ex and we got into discussing what a womans idea of a good date would be compared to a mans. all i kept thinking the entire time was... man, these men need help. and with each thing he said i kept remembering all the reasons why our relationship was so boring when we were together.
dont get me wrong... i enjoy the whole stay at home with a movie and some pizza type night. but every once in a while... its nice to go out and do something spontaneous. something that requires some form of thoughtfulness on your mans part to put some excitement into your dates. and im not opposed to doing it myself, but i always run up against the "nah bay, lets just stay home and get blockbuster". and going back to the movie
Hitch... i remember watching Will Smith's courting of Eva Mendes and thinking, damn... if i ever met a man that did
half of that... i'd marry him on the spot. but no. i get dinner and a movie - if im lucky.
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if you knew me... you know would know that this is how my mind works.