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LOST AND FOUND/DON’T YOU JUST HATE IT/WOW LOOK WHAT I FOUND

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Holy . . .Look what i found. I didn’t know it was lost. I knew i put it away, had no idea it was lost. I found my little orange memo pad. Wow when i opened it-up, i read Aug.21/07 I think i will share this with you. I feel like i should, that this LOST AND FOUND memo pad will be just as wierd, strange, odd,  funny,  and for all i know , shocking and some what imbarressing. But  in the end it is just words written in a little orange pad that was lost and found.  2007 was a long time-ago. So lets see how wierd it was then.

[Don't you  just hate it when you start cleaning and find a pile of paper and pictures and paintings and bills and any other hording you felt needed to be in that pile. . . .Well that is what i thought i should do this day . . .Finaly sort through this heaping space taking, dust collecting, eye sore pile of stuff. MY STUFF. The stuff i don't get rid of in the first p[lace. I some how start little piles of horded stuff. But i need the space. As i said, i am taking over this no names crap.  To funny. But not so funny that i have to clean and sort and do my best not to toss the wrong piece of hord.  But because i founf this orange memo pad i want to know too, now, which means the starting the tear-down of some of this , stuff, will have to wait.  Which is a bad thing as this copying the memo pad to you guys i could have had plenty of time to clean lots of this , stuff out. But this looks fun, so "hear" it is.  SO ARE YOU READY?   I THINK I AM READY!  {Hope it's all good stuff} word for word here i go.

Aug.21/07

My day started out fine. Did some house work, got laundry done and played on my computer. Then my oldest daughter showed up and asked me if i wanted to go  row-boating in a dingy, the St. Laurwance river. Sure that would be great fun. We pumped them up. Got out out about an hundred feet and my dingy had a leak! Not Fun!!

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Oct.

Windy- Sunday 21/07

Sunny-

Bob and i have something in comon, we both like root-beer.

Anarondick mountains

Same day.

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Oct.

Raining-  Saturday 27/07

At Bob's house, woke-up here. Last night i met his daughter. Cute little thing she is. Quit quick with some comebacks. LoL.

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Nov.10/2007  Saturday

Woke-up at bob's, things were good until i had my first smoke.It wasn't even a whole smoke. As the matter of fact it wasn't even a half of one and it sure made me lighted-headed. I'm going to take an Advil. I have a headache. Tuesday Nov. 6, Bob asked me to be his girlfriend. Of course i said yes. I think he is mighty fine. I like him lots.

Nov. 11,2007 Sunday. 7:20 am.

Last night Bob bought me my first gift. A little green lighter. How sweet,I thpught it was very thoughtful. Now i don't have to use the B-B-Q thiong, such a chore. (make sure the little button was to the right and push down.) Well it always didn't work the first time around! So nicwe  gift. I'm getting used to these weird underwear. God the things people wear for their partners. I have to keep pulling the pantie line out of my crack! Gheese, Glad i don't wear them all the time. 9:oo A.M. Bob gave me cold pizza to eat for Breakfest. Wow!  nice guy. We left to go see,[sorry]

Must honor the nonames code.[thank-you].

We left to go see a little girl around 9:30 AM. It was fun to ee her. She likes Bob. So do I. She playd with him near the whole time there. Even while i was down getting my hair cut. We could hear her laughing with Bob. After a while of playing outside with,  NEXT PAGE     her we went in, got her settled and said  good-bye. From there Bob took us to wall-mart shopping. We walked around look ing for  my daughter, but i guess it  was not her work day. So Bob wanted to go into electrincs and i wanted to go into the picture printing. He did his thing i did mine. When i was finished i desided to look at DVD’sand see Karoke songs.     TURN THE PAGE  Then i came a cross a DVD that i had seen on the T.V. the night before. Wow i could not believe it. I was buying it. But Bob found me, and took it away from me. “You can’t buy that”!  He said.   “Yes i can, and i am”> I said. “No you can’t”.  He said as he took it away from me.  ”But i want to!”  “No you don’t want that!”  “Yes i do Bob!”   “No, you want this!”, and he handed   NEXT PAGE      me a small bag. I stood with my mouth opened for a moment, then asked. “What is this?” “Take it .”  He said with a smile. Well i took it opened it, and couldn’t believe it. He had already bought it for me!. Wow Bob my second gift.                                                                          NOVEMBER                                                                   19th. Monday morning. I’m home from the weekend of Bob”s hopuse. I had a lot of fun as I   TURN THE PAGE    Do there. He danced for me somemore. We played crib again out of 6 games I won one! Wow. Next  night saturday i wn again. I just can’t beat him. Sunday rolled along and we went to see the little girl again bought her a few things, like a toilet-seat, panties-with plactic lining three pairs. And toonie and benno pajamas. Funny   NEXT PAGE   thing she was sitting on the toilet when i got there with the gifts. We went groc. shopping Bob paid for everything, might as well say   100.00 bucks. 90 something     . I made him three pans of Lasonya. He will eat that all week. After supper i did dishes, he went out to the store and purchased shaving equipment, when  he got back . I was into    TURN THE PAGE  football and he was into shaving. He did such a grand job. I am starting to Love this man and leaving his home is getting Sad. I want so much to keep him. Bob said he will visit me Tuesday. Yummy. The Christmas dance is tow weeks away.Shpuld be fun. With Bob of course.                                                                                                         Nov.24,2007  Saturday. Wow I’m not sure what is going on but I am at a distance here NEXT PAGE    at Bob’. I not happy or something, not sure why. maybe it is the  musty mold i smell, constantly breathing it in and out. Knowing this stuff kills you in the long run. Wondering if spores, begone growing   in my lungs. I have been getting dizzy shortly after i started spending  the weekends here. can it be connected in some sort of way? Could it be just coincidadince going through  perimemopause?     TURN THE PAGE   I would only know if i visit my doctor. Some how i must deal with away to get back this great happiness i had. It was quite ownderful. I feel like i am away inside myself lost, Abondon, gone some where and i can’t get out. Maybe it is my face and hair. I can’t stand looking at it eigher one of them. maybe it is MR> Smith reading my    NEXT PAGE  work!? I don’t know. I know i need a way out. I want to come back. For now . . .I will just play along and try not to be mean. It is hard though. I am fighting. But Bob knows  something is wrong.  That is good i think. But i already told him there is a few of me. i can’t tell you if he believes it. But i am gone that I   TURN THE PAGE    can tell you. I don’t know who  has taken  over, but i won’t let Bob get hurt.  Saturday Dec.8th, 2007. Up and awake  A very nice awaking as,well. I am  at Bob’s. And    last night Bobby gave me  one Birthday gift. He gave me a big blue fluffy housecoat. It is so warm and soft. the blue clour in it is very Beautiful.    NEXT PAGE

Just one thing about the gift.Wow! ! the housrcoat is very electricfiying and quite clingy. Holy cow. Shock after shock. Very funny indeed.  But i Love it. So much static!! One might say. don’t have it on in a lighting storm. Sattistacly speaking of course. Now i wonder what the other present is?  Two more day and we will see. Before i  TURN THE PAGE   Forget. Bob also gave me a old flask. Glass at that wrapped in leather. I like it. Not what i expected it to look like at all.  But a flask indeed.      THAT IS IT THERE IS NOTHING ON THE NEXT PAGE

A few pages later.     Mr. Smith.

Full body gear with war paint under his eyes, running down the hall yelling. ‘Okay! Lets do this!”

SEVEN PAGES LATER   Barry has the dose.  Barry has the dose.Nothing but a loser. barry has the dose. he went and told his mother he blamed it on his brother. he fell in Love with others barry has the dose.     TURN THE PAGE   TWENTY-SEVEN PAGES LATER

JULY 7, 2011  Thursday    I am sitting in the hallway at the medical center waiting for a blood test, When i arrived they told me one hour, have a seet. There were no seats. So i went over to the HOME HARDWEAR. Nice i looked at everything in the store. There were a few things i would like  to buy Mark for his Birthday. July 22, i think. Now here i am back and waiting. Sucks ass.  NEXT PAGE    I spent 21 minutes at the store, this was good, but when i got back here there were still no seats. Shame.             TURN THE PAGE                                                                   July 2, 2011            Out with danielle. Look at notepad. Look at talk and type. Do lots of gossiping. Go get headscan. Go eat.                                                                                                                                              July 7, 2011       We ate, but bought nothing. The gossip was all about the Denise. She spoke of  a Claudette.  That was crazy.  Mine was  Denise and Susie. Ohg yes Adele. The ride she picked me up in was filthy. The seat was littered with food.    TURN THE PAGE                                                                        July 22,/11        I have this plan about a game played on T. V. writing small scripts.   TURN THE PAGE  nothing TURN THE PAGE    Nora was mad!! They didn’t like her thinking.They called her stupid. Mistake no one calls her stupid. We act upon our thoughts.  NEXT PAGE    Nora had known about this, and went in through this tunnel with the owner years ago before he died. As she locked herself out. and he just happened by. So he figured he would show her the way  as long as she did promise   she would never tell anyone.  She ne4ver had. Nora was true to her word.  Frigg i should have opened the windows before i started drinking.  TURN THE PAGE   

LABYRINTH

Nora’s house is laied out like a Labyrinth. There is also two, coincelled  doors in the floor. One is in the bathroom the other is in the walk-in closet. These doors lead down under the building  nand was used for boot-legging and sorts.  This permitted the secret sneaking around,   This exited out into the woods tunnled out about  60 feet. The passage- way was covered behind rocks and trees.        NO MORE PAGES

Well i had enough cleaning for today, and goodday to you.

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THEY CALL ME WERID/LUCYANNA

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HOW MANY PEOPLE DO YOUCALL WEIRD

I am sure all people are guilty of naming an other person as weird. What does weird even mean?

  • STRANGE
  • IN DIFFERENT
  • OFF CENTERED
  • NOT RIGHT

What else is weird?

Out of the ordinary out of sorts out of your mind. They call me weird.

They call me weird as to how i think. I ask . . .What is weird about how i think?

  1. I was taught to think
  2. So i always think
  3. At least i think.

Is it what i think they call me weird?

“Again . . .THE QUESTIONS! . . .Why do people come to me, LUCYANNA, and ask the weirdest questions?”

So i asked myself, why would people call someone weird, and have i called anyone weird . . .Yes i have as the matter of fact. But i will tell you i called this person weird because he was starting to act scary. Meaning, what i said to the weird-o is . . .”Holy you’re weird.” This caught their attention all over me. Where i wanted it.  Lets just say WEIRD is a dangerous word to call anyone, depending on how you use the word in a sentence, and your actions to follow.”

Meaning . . .I choose to use the “WEIRD” word as a weapon not a hurt, not a mean thought. To reel in my captured, gaining peace and all fun.

TO CALL ANYONE WEIRD TO HURT FEELINGS

Have i done that? dammit . . .Yes i have. But i felt it in my heart for so long i do not seldom do it. As the matter of fact i have not called anyone weird for some time now. But this is only because i came to understand the

  • DIFFERENCE BETWEEN WEIRD AND WEIRD.
  • LIKE THIS IS WEIRD
  • BUT DAMMIT WHO CARES NOBODY IS HURT

Did any of that answer your QUESTION?

Hey what can i say . . .They call me weird.

LUCYANNA SHE SAID/SHE SAID

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100_3429 100_2409 000_1358 100_2473 100_2478 Picture 093 Picture 112 100_3125HOW ARE THEY

HOW ARE THEY NOT

HOW COULD YOU ASK

HOW COULD I NOT

To that,  she said. “CAUSE AND EFFECTS”

Then blabber-mouth said blah blah blah.” We are all living in vessels made of flesh and bone. In order to keep this flesh and bone organs feed blood lines through out the flesh. If you choose to drink booze, smoke cigarettes, drown your system in coffee, eat a pound of sugar a day and sit stuffing your face with fatty foods, the vessel will rebel in its own way. Causing the vessel to grow and explode or rot in-side somewhere. Like Cancer”.

Standing there listening to the girl blab and blab on,  waiting for the end of her explanation,  she,  was vexed when the silly talk was over. Then she said.    ”So yeah . . .How are they not. How can anyone person think, dumping wads of unhealthy food down their throat, drinking booze every day or so, smoking a carton of cigarettes a week or less, plus stuffing the blood line with coffee and sugar, while they sit all day, not think  they are destroying their only vessel.  The only one link to life that they have, how can they not think this is their own doing.

The other girl actually said. ” Sometimes people do not think about living like that. They think about a good time not a long time, they don’t think about destroying the vessel nor do they think they indeed are, slowly starting the rotting process. They live as to what makes them happy.

“Awe.” She said.  “That is how they are not. They must be informed”.

“How are you going to inform them”  The blabby girl said.

She waved her off with a hand jester,  telling  the “smarty pants” girl, that she will just have to write a book, on, “How to kill your vessel” Then said. “Then everyone would live healthy forever”.

The girl laughed at her saying in a mocking voice. ” How would they.”

“How would they not”.

 

 

 

A POST A DAY KEEPS THE CHORES AT BAY-”But what freedom”

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A blog a day . . .How much time is used out the day for your blogging? Are your chores on hold? Do you run and blog as it hits your brain or do you do the chores first?  Let’s think again. Cleaning or Blogging?

A blog a day keeps the chores at bay but the freedom from constantly cleaning is peaceful less stress. Unless. While you clean you are suddenly induced with “brain adrenalin”  where you are forced to “step away from the dishes”  and walk slowly to your computer. Awe the freedom.

BUT NOT IF YOU KEEP GETTING INTERRUPTED! 

 ANNOYANCE SET IN. THE FREEDOM HAS CRASHED. The chores you kept at bay are calling. Do me, wash me. Forget the blog, do it later. All the time in the world, later. What freedom.

Might as well do the chores. Forget your freedom don’t keep your chores at bay before you know it you will have a whole sea of things to wash and clean. Blogging can wait!

CAN BLOGGING WAIT? NO! When we feel the need to blog we run do it.

  • Before it leaves our thoughts
  • The cleaning will still be there.
  • The freedom is up-lifting.

For bloggers who blog a blog a day, they have the freedom to choose to keep the chores at bay. Posting a picture or telling a poem, writing a life story or in a fit of “blogging-morphine.” We all can choose when to blog our blog a day, keeping the chores at bay.

But what freedom.

 

I’M JUST SAYING-BYSANYAVERO

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The only things with washing all your cloths is you have to put them away.

The only things is when you want to paint you have to wash your brushes.

The only thing is if you want to eat clean up your mess wash your dishes.

The only thing is i’m just saying, bysanyavero, pick your shit up. I mean come on man. Why should i have to, not that i don’t want to, i’m just saying,  pick-yourself-up.

 

 

WITH-IN-TENT LESSON

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With-in-tent: Meaning inside. Surrounded covered. This is knowing. With intent knowing the whole time you had it covered. Knowing the outcome the whole time. Intent.

Picture this

He/she knew if going to the party meant starting an argument with the parents or husband/wife or sister/brother, or friends/family. But this was not a concern when people fought or not as long as he/she got what they wanted.

He/she was going to the party at any cost intended!  No matter what he/she scoped out their plan and set to work. With in tent.

INTENTIONS AND WITHINTENT ARE

  • TWO DIFFERENT THINGS
  • TWO DIFFERENT ACTIONS
  • TWO DIFFERENT  THINKINGS.

THE END

 

THE BEE DANCE CLEVELAND TEACHES SAROPHIA

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Hush now little one don’t you cry, there is nothing i can do to help you. Your mother is gone along with everyone else and she won’t be coming back. You are stuck here with me . . .I am stuck here with you. Don’t cry.

Hush now little one it won’t be long, the winds are blowing i can feel it strong, you will call for the bees you will dance for them all, they will come from far places . . . They will save us all. Don’t cry little one,  you need to be strong.

Hush now little one follow my feet,  watch my arms and keep the same beat, hold your hands high up to the sky make figure eights, keep the arms straight. Stop crying my dear stop and listen hear, try it one more time and get it right.

Hush now little one.  Stop that crying,  your mother is gone just like Barb!

Dance you have to dance,  dance like the bee, bend your body forward and wiggle like me. Wiggle and waggle just follow me, little steps,  little circles, then turn back around. Dance little girl, dance to save the world.

Cleveland was getting tired and not feeling well. He need to rest and Sarophia wanted to cry. Home is said, i want to go home, mommy said to stay in the cellar,  until she comes,  to get me out. Don’t leave she said or she will take my puppy.  Your puppy is gone little girl, stop that crying, eat a honey sandwich. Now come on, sit over here, eat and rest we will dance some more.

I don’t want to dance, i’m not a bee. I want my mommy and puppy, leave me alone.

Cleveland looked at the clock . . .It was a quarter past three. Tell you what. I will take you to town if you stop that crying and eat. Let me rest.

So there they were . . .One facing the other, a man who didn’t like cry babies and a little girl who wanted her mother.

Tell me your name one more time little girl, or should i call ou cry baby. he chuckled at her, she frowned. . .Sarophia . . .S  A  R  O  P  H  I  A.  Cleveland smiled. I didn’t ask you to spell it, now go on,  eat that up, it’s good for you . . .You’re a big meannie . . .Yes, yes . . .that’s okay, you can call me Cleveland, and if that is to hard for you, you can call me Cleve.

He went over to lay down . . .Listen Sarophia . . .I need to rest my eyes for a while, see that big hand on the clock?   Yes,  my mommy showed me for when it’s time to go to bed. That ‘s good, he told her . . .When the big hand goes all the way up to the top,  i want you to pump some more cold water in the pail and put it on my head. You think you can do that for me?

She did. Sarophia ate the honey sandwich and when the time was right,  she pumped the cold fresh water from the pump and dumped it all on his head! He gave a good yelp . . .

They would go into town and she would see her mommy was indeed gone and she would learn to dance the bee dance.

In the mean time,  Sam was on his way to do some shopping and the strange girl was soaking in the river, drinking in all the cool fresh pure water running down stream from the mountain tops. She was not feeling well . . .She was stung by a bee.

 

 

 

HEADS

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When i was young i was told one day we will be just heads . . .Little did the person know by telling me this that i would live the rest of my life wondering when it was going to start and glad it did not start with me.

For the first time in my life i have seen a two-headed twenty-two year old girl, on a program, where her life as been being followed from the age of seven. She is apparently going to be a school teacher to very young children . . .I have nothing against two-headed people, but i sure am happy i am not one of those children in her class room. [That would really screw me up], by me being me.

I do not know how i would react,  if in fact,  i came in contact with a being like this. And i do not mean anything bad by it,  rather than the fact,  that i am,  nuts to begin with.  I think my mind would retaliate and i would become afraid and think they have landed and does anyone else now they are here. {This is bad thinking of me i know}, plus ignorant but unless we know all life around us what do we really know . . .SHAME ON ME!

But i am glad to have seen this on the television as i know not all things are real on the television. And maybe that is where the old saying, [two heads],  are better that one came from, as i am more than positive this girl is not the first. We live in a large world and do not know of it all to this day . . .

Just heads,  floating around all day,  doing nothing but thinking and knocking into each other.

 

WHERE HAVE ALL OUR DOCTORS GONE

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Good Question . . .Where have,  all our doctors gone. I will tell you where they are . . .They are where the money is.

It used to be that a child grew up wanting to be a doctor to heal the sick or save lives.  Now . . .They want the money and the sick and lame do not matter.

What happened?  What happened that our Doctors do not care about people and care only about MONEY?

Has the whole world gone MONEY MAD? 

MONEY   MONEY   MONEY.  Where would we be without money?   Sick and dying in the streets?   But of course, where have all our doctors gone, to the rich,  where you can’t find any poor.

 

WHERE DO WE START

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We should be doing this and we  should be doing that and we  have to do this and we  have to do that, there is so much stuff that we  should be doing that we do not know what to do, and do nothing at all.  Just sit and think of where to start and how . . .

We should be looking for ways to earn a living and we should be looking for ways to get things done, we should give ourselves a cut off period as to when thinking is over and doing gets done.

Start small. Start the little things first. Start now.

Where do we start . . .We start at the beginning with pencil and pad, writing down all that is needing.  Then re-write it all,  putting it in categories of what is most important, and what can wait and what is nothing at all. Then we start on number one.

Maybe number one on the list will take one to five days, but at least it is done and now you are faced with number two . . .

Start number two just for the very, fact,  that you are proud of yourself for finishing one thing on your list.

So where do we start?  Pencil and pad.