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Showing posts with label blogher. Show all posts

Friday, May 18, 2012

The Academy Goes To...

The game of Charades is the best way to begin one's acting career. If you think of what it details knowing that you have to convince the person who it is you are.. If they are able to guess immediately, it shows that it was too easy or maybe went for the obvious.

Here is the opportunity to allow yourself to act the scene out of a favorite movie or act out the performer for the movie and even a simple posture to express it with raw emotion.  We all like to be a performer deep down inside, so earn the Oscar.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Miss Scarlett

The infamous Miss Scarlett it the person that perhaps at least most girls want to be when playing Clue.  With her I can say I was one of the guilty ones.  She is the one of most sensuality that when she did it with the candlestick in the conservatory, it did not matter.  Though she murdered the vile Professor Plum or the orrnery Colonel Mustard the reason was understood why either of the two was to be killed.

For you are not to inflame the anger of a woman in Red.



Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Ladder, Ladder

How can one say know the treachery that Chutes & Ladders give us.  How we get frustrated that we are almost at the top and then the snap of the spinner we are back to square one.

There was a part in Grown-Ups where Chris Rock (Kurt), Adam Sandler (Lenny) and Kevin James (Eric) playing the game as it was poker.  I enjoyed how they played it for money while using food pieces as chips to gamble on the game. 

Yes the game is competitive and I will admit I do get frustrated when I am about five spaces from winning and I get the ladder that goes back to the bottom. It is an evil evil game and I did when I was younger and playing today with my eight year old gets very competitive and ugly.  

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

The Mad Hatter

Playing Monopoly I strongly believe is superstistion that in order to win you must play the piece that you are in order to win.  We feel that if we don't have the right piece that we can't win and lose our focus because it isn't our piece.

I like the hat for it reminds me of being a Mad Hatter as in Alice in Wonderland as I study my opponets.  The strategy of the game is always mind blowing and to be one step ahead.  To be calculating is a intricate talent that only a person with a mind of genuine uniqueness can understand and wn.

Don't not think more of what the hat offers, it is not the top hat of that jolly mustached man on the box, no it is the mad hatter who knows all to well.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Go Fish

To state Gold Fish is to this day, I have yet to figure it out. I have had all three of my children teach it to me but for some odd reason, I cannot grasp it.

As simple as it is, I have yet for the life of me understand the mechanics.  But I cannot say no when asked especially as I began the withdrawal process from it a new generation of young cousins arose to play it.



Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The Double Dutch Bus

When I was young, a mere child of 10 each day and when gym was outside, the plans were made for the double-dutch game.

As we wait and watch the last five minutes of the clock each of us keeping quiet in class as a rule in Catholic School each planning who was to jump first or who will be turning the rope. It was a group of girls perhaps 10 and played different types of double dutch games. 

Being precocious 10 year old and any reason to sing a song and guess what your boyfriend's name will be. Then there would be giggling but that as what innocence a 10 year old has and should always be.



Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Won't You Play With Me???

The days of many moons ago where when it was time to play with your friends, it wasn't online it was in the fresh air.

I grew up in Brooklyn for the first ten years of my life and the remainder of my childhood till I got married in Ozone Park, NY.  The one thing I can say is there was always someone to play with especially with a park within a five block radius. 

In Brooklyn, I was the baby of my friends who were two years older than but we were our own little click of Barbie girls.  We played Barbies with clothes my mom made for me and gave them out as favors for my birthday parties.  Then there were days when we just played double dutch especially when my friends had their birthday parties and family came over. As the summer arises, it was skullsy.  With skullsy we all took turns of who would draw the board in the street and collecting the caps from our parents beer bottles. 

Then in Ozone Park click was varied since not many kids were not friendly and clicks were already made.  There were three girls and this time I was the oldest but the girls were like a covenant of sneaks and two faced liars. There were day that we did play outside but it didn't go beyond the street, no one came in the house nor was allowed to go to their homes.

As you can see the Brooklyn was like family just a shame that it had to end when things got unsafe in the neighborhood.

E. E. Cummings

In today's world, it is difficult to find at least to me a realistic approach to what is going on. I can so for myself I am negative but look for realistic views of the world. Though no one likes to hear the negativity I respect it more when I hear it and move forward from there.

in spite of everything by E. E. Cummings
in spite of everything
which breathes and moves,since Doom
(with white longest hands
neatening each crease)
will smooth entirely our minds

-before leaving my room
i turn,and(stooping
through the morning)kiss
this pillow,dear
where our heads lived and were.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Edgar Allen Poe while reading his wiki the first thing that I loved was before his passing he lived in the Bronx New York and a fellow Capricorn. I find it wild that he was in the great state of New York especially in the borough to live his life.

It is sad, that living in a boisterous area, he was a very sad and depressed man. Most of his work, the best works was after the death of his young wife Virginia Clemm who was a first cousin.

Yes, this is a boring post.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Mother Goose

As again, I will restate my knowledge in poetry is childlike as with darkness from English when I was able to relate to Mr. Edgar Allen Poe.

Being the age I am currently at but too vain to admit the range it falls between, my oldest and dearest is Mother Goose.  With having three children the rhymes were a refreshing flashback to my past.  Looking back with a 15 year old and soon to be 14 year old, their books and poems are no longer that simple.

To keep my childhood in place, my oldest and truest of poetry form is the beloved Mother Goose.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Nursery Rhymes....

As there are those who are avid readers and those who enjoy reading a good book to relax I am either. I regret that I don't have a good knowledge of books especially the classics partially due to high school but I allowed myself to wallow in pity of not being intelligent.

As I finish my rant, the first poem that I read if nursery are considered is Hickory Dickory Dock it was very fun to say and good way to learn how to tell time. The verse was repetitive and easy to learn just needed to change the time.  

It is just a very fun poem to read and best to star with isn't that what Mother Goose wanted us to do make fun learning.

Hickory Dickory Dock
(words from one o'clock to noon)

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down!
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The bird looked at the clock,
The clock struck two 2,
Away she flew,
Hickory Dickory Dock

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The dog barked at the clock,
The clock struck three 3,
Fiddle-de-dee,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The bear slept by the clock,
The clock struck four 4,
He ran out the door,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The bee buzzed round the clock,
The clock struck five 5,
She went to her hive,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The hen pecked at the clock,
The clock struck six 6,
Oh, fiddle-sticks,
Hickory Dickory Dock!
   
Hickory Dickory Dock,
The cat ran round the clock,
The clock struck seven 7,
She wanted to get 'em,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The horse jumped over the clock,
The clock struck eight 8,
He ate some cake,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The cow danced on the clock,
The clock struck nine 9,
She felt so fine,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The pig oinked at the clock,
The clock struck ten 10,
She did it again,
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The duck quacked at the clock
The clock struck eleven 11,
The duck said 'oh heavens!'
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Hickory Dickory Dock,
The mouse ran up the clock
The clock struck noon
He's here too soon!
Hickory Dickory Dock!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Can It Be Either Or or None of the Above

The prompt for today is, do i prefer if it is hot or cold, well I will be honest I don't like either.

I may be actually cheating on this but really neither is preferable, I just like my leather weather where I can wear my boots and jacket.

Sorry nothing exciting to share.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Rainy Days

Rainy days for one has multiple meanings at least for me.
One, is Singing In The Rain by Gene Kelly.  As a child which now I may began to show my age, I remember when my parents watched it and seeing what joy it brought to Gene Kelly as he danced in the street. It was childlike with with eyes wide open with innocence.  If I was out and it was raining, the first thing I did was close my umbrella and walk in the rain. As I walked, I looked for the biggest puddles to splash in and to this day I still do it. As I look for puddles, I do the same when I drive my car and drive through them.I know it isn't good for my breaks, once in a while it is okay.
When feeling a bit of sass and being with my girls it is a unit of powerful women. As we stick together each will be there for each other through thick and thin.


Thursday, March 22, 2012

Decisions Decisions

Decisions and decisions is there a simple way to handle them. Do I discuss them to see if I can get guidance based on their opinion.  What will happen if when I work with another toward that decision it is wrong.

When a decision is to be made think of all the factors involved with it then ask yourself if help is required.  Personally, I feel making a decision on my own is best due that I do not want someone to get hurt from decision made.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Fly Away

Wouldn't life be a breeze if we can just fly away from the things we fear or hurt by the most.  If I was given a choice of being invisible or being able to fly, I prefer flying away. I think with invisibility is like running away from your problems.

If I had the ability to fly to fly the air in my face and have all fears and problems stay in the sky and breathe.


Friday, March 2, 2012

The Choice is Yours

In a real world, it would be nice for someone to make our choices for us. With them making the changes it means you do not have to responsible for whatever happens.  

As simple as it seems, there is no growth from it.  We are fortunate that we have the opportunity to make choices whether wise or dumb it comes down to you.  The choices we make makes us the person we are today.  With that the character aspects as part of making a choice is humility, defeat and happiness to name a few.  

If you have the power to decide for yourself, be grateful for those living in other areas cannot have that option.  Take a moment think of the individuals who lived in countries that the choices were made for them and if they disobeyed, they were punished. 

Live for today and no matter what the choice is whether good or bad the CHOICE is yours.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

To be or not to be...that is the question


First, I like to say that as a person diagnosed with panic and anxiety disorder when uncertainty meant scary.  When I say scary on a scale ranging from one to ten, my score would be a thirteen due of the anxiousness of what uncertainty lies ahead. 

Since starting therapy a few months ago, one item on top of the list was to look at the uncertain.  When the feeling of uncertainty arose in me, the fear became overwhelming to the point that my face turned pale. 

If the uncertainty of how you feel makes you scared, you cannot allow the fear to overwhelm you.  If you are scared, believe in yourself to not fear it rather anticipate it whether positive or negative. 

If the uncertainty is exciting, take a three deep breath counts and count to five.  Remember when it is exciting remember to keep aware and not think logically because the emotions you just want to ride that high. 


The main thing of all is to be confident with yourself accept what uncertainty it will bring to you.  Whether it is exciting or scary, keep a clear mind before your emotions take the control and be regrettable.  

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Quirky is best

Definition of QUIRK ( noun \ˈkwərk\)

1: an abrupt twist or curve b : a peculiar trait : idiosyncrasy c : accident, vagary <a quirk of fate>
2: a groove separating a bead or other molding from adjoining members
quirk·i·ly adverb
quirk·i·ness noun
quirk·ish adjective
quirky adjective
 That is my immediate family of my two sons and one daughter.  Here is a feature that each child of mine of a catch phrase they applying to themselves.
1. Ryan AKA SON - he is a diva in men's clothes
2. Daelyn AKA THE GIRL - she is sexy and she knows (Thank you LMAFO)
3. Lucas AKA CHILD - I got this is what he does
I can on about what each I think a visual of them saying it and looking at their picture it says enough.
SON:
My eldest 

The GIRL

CHILD

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Only Tags with Red

I am going to share a story of when I went to the store with my then 5 year old son Ryan and 3 year old daughter Daelyn. I am a frugal individual with coupons in my bag and car just in case if something happens it is readily available in addition to my coupon caddy.

As I went to the store one day, my son saw a shirt he liked and asked if he can get it and I said no. He asks why not and I took the take and showed the difference between a sale item and a full price item.  I showed him that one label with no marks or stickers means it is too much money but if a tag has a red line or stickers on it it can be considered.  As we were walking through the mall pointing out to both children to show them what is signs of a sale.

One day my sister took my children out and though she is frugal, if my kids wanted she would get it for them. My son saw this toy and my sister saw his eye on it. She asked if he wanted it and my son says no Aunt Virginia, it does not have sticker or a line through it. My sister asked him what does that mean he explained if it has no sticker or red line he can't have it. Lets just say my sister along with the few people around her at the time and reprimanded me when I got home asking what kind of crazy mother would teach their kids that.

Well guess what, I have three kids and when ask to buy something with their money they ask for me for the coupons and use them. I guess something good came from it.

Monday, February 27, 2012

Lessons Learned Leads to It Is What It Is

In life there are many lessons to be learned, good and bad. The bad is the lesson that we learn quickly so we do not repeat.

There have been so many I have learned to to list them all I would need a glass of wine, old 80s music and just mediate and let it flow.  As convuluted this and I apologize on it this is the thing that also can bring up the bad memories of lesson learned that we tried very hard to forget. It goes to being it is what it is and cannot go back to change it only grow.