Its been nearly 4 years since the house flooded. The Great Flood of 2011 resulted in all of our walls to be repainted. Which is great for some people. It took me 13 years to paint all of the walls in my home, at least once. There was a difference of opinion when it came to color schemes. The repair people told me that I only got to pick one (1) color for my home… not just one (1) color in each room. One (1) color for the whole. freaking. house. I got an off-white, that had a bit of pink tinge to it.

Since there was this fresh coat of paint on the walls, we never got around to painting anything, but the girls’ rooms. And well, the girls painted the girls’ rooms. Picking out the color and everything.

I figured that it was time to paint my walls something other than ‘off white’. I figured this was a good start. Hell, if I don’t like it – I can just paint over it, something else. There’s nobody around that I have to get to agree. 🙂

Finally making changes.

Finally making changes.

Best painting helper around.

Best painting helper around.

Love how this turned out!

Love how this turned out!

Even managed to make dinner.... yep, Mac-n-Cheese.

Even managed to make dinner…. yep, Mac-n-Cheese.

Or my destiny.

Some things, like experiences, or lessons we are learning, and some people, we have chosen to experience in this life. These are promises to our own soul, for its growth. Or to others, to reconcile for other lifetime in balances. Karma if you will.

“Wild Horses”
The Rolling Stones

Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can’t let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away

I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don’t have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let’s do some living after we die

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day

I’ve been broken, torn and scattered
I’ve loved holy, I’ve loved sin
I was rolling on the wind
It didn’t matter

I was so sure of who I didn’t want to be
Every smile and every fear
Every laugh and every tear
It was all mine, it was all me

Chorus:
Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I’m gonna be
I don’t even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces

We’ve all been lied to
We’ve all been liars
Nothing’s perfect in this world
Everybody’s been burned by the fire
Guess I’m learning
That what breaks you, makes you grow
But I’m not hiding where I’ve been
Gonna let the light shine in
What I don’t need
Gonna let that, let that, let that go

Chorus:
Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I’m gonna be
I don’t even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces

Pieces, the good and the bad
Pieces, the happy and sad
Pieces, the wrong and the right
Pieces, that’s my, that’s my, that’s my life

Chorus:
Pieces of my heart
Pieces of my soul
Pieces that I’m gonna be
I don’t even know
I gave a lot to lovers
Gave a lot to friends
Everything I took from them
Made me who I am
Pieces

What would a birthday celebration be without a visit to a body of water? Well not as good as it could be. LoL

Elise and Tim took me out to Bodega Bay for the weekend. We got to stay at the Bodega Bay Lodge and Spa. The place is amazing and I have been thoroughly spoiled. After breakfast we drove down to the bay. I couldn’t wait to get into the water. I love the ocean, and Elise knows how much it means to me.

The day was perfect for going too. Not a cloud to make it miserable. Even if it was a bit chilly, I am starting to get used to it. Just in time to head home to Sacramento tomorrow. LoL.

Where do you wanna go?  Reminds me of M.A.S.H.

Where do you wanna go? Reminds me of M.A.S.H.

It looks beautiful.  Hello Mother Ocean!  I love every side of you.

It looks beautiful. Hello Mother Ocean! I love every side of you.

I couldn't wait to get down to the beach.  I am glad that I took a robe though, it was a bit chilly for full-on bikini wearing.

I couldn’t wait to get down to the beach. I am glad that I took a robe though, it was a bit chilly for full-on bikini wearing.

Then I let my toes touch the water.... Ohhhh Myyyyy Goooooodnessss - cold!

Then I let my toes touch the water…. Ohhhh Myyyyy Goooooodnessss – cold!

Elise thought it was just perfect.  LoL

Elise thought it was just perfect. LoL

I am so grateful for my life... and so happy to be walking around on the planet.

I am so grateful for my life… and so happy to be walking around on the planet.

There is something to be said for a long freaking week. So long, that even journaling was hard to accomplish. Not a single journal entry this week. *pout*

Yes, that sort of week. Lots of drama, drama, drama… I do have 3 teenaged girls after all. LoL Not to mention I work in a restaurant, the 2nd most dramatic place in the world. (1st of course is a teenaged girl’s bedroom) Yet, at not point could I even get time to write down all of the drama. Don’t worry, you didn’t miss much… just generic stuff like: Rebecca wanting to take her first car ride with another teenager to the movies on Friday night – a teenaged Boy! Daphne was all up in arms about how ‘weird’ this boy was; and her own angst over where she was spending the night, and what to wear today, on her trip to Busch Gardens, with her ROTC classmates. Bronwyn was more daily, and mostly shoe related. Russell even had his own dramas over his favorite jacket.

In the end, Jen and I went to a club. She posted something on FaceBook yesterday morning, and I happened to catch: “Who wants to go out to a club with me tonight?” I replied: “Meeeee!” She asked if I was serious. I said I was. So we made plans and met up. 🙂 I am sooooo glad that I did.

Well except the part of her locking her keys, to her car, IN her car. So that at 1, in the morning, I’m driving her an hour south, to her apartment – turning around, to drive her back to her car – and then driving my butt home. I didn’t roll in until 4 AM! I can’t remember the last time I stayed out all night. When I’m done writing this, I’m taking a nap! LoL

So we met up at a place in Orlando, for sushi. Well I went for the sushi, she had only ever had it 1 time before, and was trying it again for the 2nd time. She said that she quite enjoyed the sushi, it wasn’t what she thought it would be. She was a great sport. So, since she tried the sushi for me, I tried a new club. It was her favorite place to go, for dancing, and socializing. There were even photos of her, and her ex-husband, in the photo montage, of past events, that was playing on one of the big screens.

The place was small – there wasn’t anywhere to hide. Which I like. No way for anyone to grab at you without everyone looking, which made me feel safer. There were lots of lights, and movement of those lights. There was loud music, and some of it I understood. Better yet, some old school stuff, that I knew the words too. 😀

The people were the best part. I’m not exactly the skinniest person in the world, and so the few times that I would go “clubbing” in the past, I felt a bit out of place, and self-conscious cause of my shape. Its more round, than stick. I think that “clubbing” has changed, or this place that Jen likes so much, is just different. The people were REAL people. I felt so comfortable to be there, just as I am.

Jen warned me that they were having a theme night: corset. So I asked what sort of club this was. LoL She assured me that this was just a normal public club. So I wore a corset-like top, a casual white shirt over, cause I tend to get cold, and my jeans. I felt pretty good about it. I fit right in. I was even asked to enter their “Best Corset” contest. Yes! Me. 🙂

Jen and I found a high-top table by the floor, with an A/C vent for her to sit under. She gets hot easily, the way that I get cold. lol I was able to still dance, without having to leave my purse, or be too in the way of the other couples dancing. A few people that Jen knew came by to say, “Hi”. I met lots of new people. It was a fun night.

We stayed till almost closing… till the almost last song was played. The way that they play songs now, each one is a blend of 3 – 5 different songs – with no breaking in between. So its hard to say it was the last song, or not. I pretty much stayed on my feet the whole night. A few breaks when the music slowed down, and you knew it was time for the couples to be there, all snuggling. Jen was sure that several of the men were going to ask me to dance… I was disappointed by her incorrect predictions. I told her to stop saying it.

It was the 2nd to last “song”, that someone finally tapped me on the shoulder. He was taller than me… okay, there are not a lot of men, who are shorter than me. LoL I told him: “Yes.”

So he stood there, moving to he music, pretty good rhythm, but nervous. Very nervous. He kept trying NOT to look down at my corset top. LoL He was trying to stay inside of my dance space, but trying to not touch me. We were not in sync. He had to be at least 10 years younger than me. So I told him: “Let’s do this Old School. Give me your hand.”

I took his right hand, and moved it to my left hip. I put my left hand, on his upper arm. It forced him to stay inside of my dance space. And we started to move together. He started to smile. He started to relax. It was much more enjoyable.

By the end of the song, he had both hands on my hips, around my waist, and was doing much better, at enjoying the experience. Only once did he try to move his hands down further than I was permitting, and I quickly corrected his hand position: “Now, now, now, behave.” With his new found confidence, I found myself enjoying it more too. I told him, “Don’t let me fall now.” and let my body just move more fluidly, bending backwards and enjoying the freedom.

With the last song, he was really confident. He turned me around a couple of times. Even dipped me backwards. Which was such a pleasant surprise. James was a nice dance partner. I even told him at the end, “Thank you for asking me. You were the first person to ask me to dance all night. I really liked it.”

James: “Really? Wow. Well I liked it too. I watched you all night.”

me: “Aaawww. Now don’t you wish that you had asked me sooner?” He just nodded.

The only other man to talk to me beyond: “I like your corset.” Or, “Hi.” was the man standing in the bar line. He was next to me, more than in front of me. I was ordering more water, (free of course) to balance out the glass of plum wine from dinner. He told me, as he was turning to his own spot in the club, “Of all my standing in line experience, standing next to you was the best. You’re a great stander-in-liner.” We hadn’t said a word, other than my asking if he was, in line.

Boys – such weird creatures.

I am so grateful to my friend Loretta, who has the best sense of humor. I am so grateful for finding this on my FaceBook page this morning.
❤ ❤ ❤

Everyone has a theme song. The song that would be playing at the beginning and end of a TV show about their life. A song that sort of defines their life. This song can change from time to time, of course, as we get older and hopefully wiser.

This one is for me right now. Bronwyn is officially a Teenager – and let’s be honest – she is more of a teenager than Rebecca is… I think that she is getting older faster than her sisters did. *shrug*

I am the mother of teenaged daughters. 3 of them. I may not need the drink – okay, maybe I do – but I will indulge in more moments like the one this morning. I laid in my bed, and listened to my beautiful girls getting along. Complimenting each other on their hair, even. They were helping each other with with their homework last night. Rebecca and Daphne have some of the same classes, even if they are in different grades, and such. So they split the study questions. WoW!!!! Bronwyn was helping Russell with cleaning the living room, and even petting on him when he fell down, from roughhousing.

I am so blessed to be the mother of teenaged daughters.