CHRISTMAS DREAMS, A STORY

FOR THOSE WHO HAVE ASKED, CHRISTMAS DREAMS IS AN ONGOING WORK THAT I WRITE AS I FEEL IT.  SOME OF THE IDEAS ARE DRAWN FROM REAL LIFE, EITHER MINE OR SOMEONE ELSE'S, BUT MOST ARE FROM MY IMAGINATION.  I USED TO CLEAN HOUSE WHEN I WAS ANGRY, NOW I WRITE.  I WOULD SLEEP AND FORGET ABOUT LIFE WHEN DEPRESSED, NOW I WRITE.  A LOT OF EMOTION GOES INTO WRITING ANYTHING.  I HOPE SOME OF THAT EMOTION COMES THROUGH IN MY WRITINGS.  NO NEED TO ANALYZE MY STORIES, JUST ENJOY THEM.  THAT IS THEIR PURPOSE. 

I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR AND REMEMBER,THOSE WHO GO OUT DRINKING, DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE AND WATCH OUT FOR THE OTHER DRIVER WHO MAY NOT HEED THAT WARNING. 

CHRISTMAS DREAMS (cont'd)

the dim light that had given her a small bit of hope was fading fast.  nightfall was coming.  it would get colder in here she was sure.     

 

she wanted to sit down, but knew that the water in the bottom of this hole would soak her and chill her through and through.  she didn't need pneumonia.  she braced herself against the muddy wall and drifted in and out of sleep.  she slipped down the wall during one of these naps, and found the water she had tried to avoid.  it did chill her through and through.  so she sat down, figuring her body heat might warm up the water and it would be like burying yourself in snow to stay warm.  she soon fell asleep, deeply this time.      

 

when she awakened, she was in a dimly lit room, not familiar to her.  the covers about her were warm, and she never wanted to leave this place.  was she dreaming?  was she dead, and this was her heaven?  a voice came from the corner of the room, deep, but soft "oh, i see you are awake.  how are you feeling?"  the sound of this voice startled her.  but it sounded so compassionate, she immediately found her coarse voice and replied with "i don't know quite yet."  then a small shadow grew large on the wall as the voice took substance and became a man approaching her bedside.  he was short in stature, with a full beard, quite unkempt, and long brownish hair.  she could not see his face yet.  he leaned over the bed to speak again, and she saw his eyes in the dim lamplight.  they were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen on a man.  they were kind eyes.  he straightened the quilt around her and asked if she wanted something warm to eat or drink.  she asked where she was and what had happened to her.      

 

the kind man laughed softly and told her his lost kitten found her in the old abandoned well.  he went looking for the little one and it was found frantickly prancing around the hole to the well.  he took out his flashlight and looked inside the hole, and there she was, way down at the bottom of the well, looking more dead than alive.

 

he had taken the kitten home and secured it safely in his cabin before going back and rescuing the woman in the well.  she had been alive, but he found it difficult getting her out, for the opening was only big enough for one person.  he was unable to put his ladder down into the hole and bring her up over his shoulder.  he had to build a small pulley system and hoisted her up to the top.  he told her he hoped he had not hurt her more than she already was.  

 

she spoke softly to him, telling him how much gratitude she felt for saving her life.  and it did not matter if he had caused a few bruises, she would heal from those much quicker than from frostbite........or worse.............death.  

 

she tried to scoot herself up in the bed and realized her left leg would not bend.  she felt under the covers and discovered a makeshift splint.  she must have broken her leg.  the man must have surmised what she was thinking, and told her that it didn't appear to be serious, but she did need to have it x-rayed and examined by a doctor as soon as possible.  

 

after he told his rescue story, she asked him for some warm soup or stew.  he left the room and returned with a bowl of venison stew and a hot cup of cider.  it was truly good.  after she ate, she tried to sit her bowl on the night table and realized just how sore she was.  she didn't know how to tell him she needed to go to the powder room.  she eventually blurted it out.  he chuckled and came to her side and helped her out of the bed and to the small bathroom.  he told her he would be right outside if she needed anything.  he then closed the door and she took care of her business.  it wasn't until now that she realized she was no longer in the same clothing she had worn out to the pond.  she was wearing a man's large t-shirt and a pair of men's boxer shorts.  oh dear, this man had seen her naked.........oh well, she was 65, he must be half her age, so she was sure it wasn't anything damaging.  he must have felt like he was undressing and dressing his mother, or worse yet, his grandmother.  she was just too old to be embarrassed about it.  

 

after completing her task, she called out to him to help her back to bed.  he was there in a moment and easily got her back to her resting place.  it was then that she introduced herself and apologized for not doing so sooner.  he laughed softly again, and told her most of the younger kids in town called him "dude" and it sorta stuck.  she told him it was nice to meet him.  

 

after about an hour of small talk, dude told her he had some things he needed to take care of, and she needed to rest some more, so he would come back in a few hours to check on her.  he left her, she soon fell back to sleep, and she did not awaken till early the next day.  dude knocked on her door, and upon entering, he told her he had gone into some old trunks he had in the attic, and found some clothing that might fit her well enough to get her out of this cabin and to either her house or the doctor's office.  he handed her a small bundle of folded clothing and asked if she needed any help.  she said she would call him if she did.  he left the room, and she cautiously changed into the clothing, which fit well enough to get from here to her house to her own clothing.  it was at this moment that she began to wonder just where she was.  she couldn't be far from her house since the well was on the property she rented.  she didn't realize there was a cabin back in the woods behind her house.  well, now she knew.  and there was a wonderful man who lived in that cabin.................who saved her life...............

CHRISTMAS DREAMS (cont'd)

as she neared the pond, she heard a mewing sound off to the left.  there was alot of fallen branches and other woods debris on that side of the pond, so she decided to ignore the sound.  she trailed off to the right, going to the far side of the pond.  there was a big stump there, just the right height for her to rest her plump bottom upon.  she dusted off the inch or so of snow and sat, thinking what a beautiful landscape lay before her.  just enough snow had fallen and stuck to make everything in the woods look completely different.  what were once small saplings lining the edge of the woods looked now like small skeletal children, pointing here and there.  even the larger trees' branches looked much like towering skeletal parents, shaking their skinny fingers at the wayward children.  

 

as she sat, taking it all in, she heard the sound again.  she couldn't let it go this time.  she got up from her resting place and hiked off in the direction of the sound.  going this way around the pond wasn't as hazardous as from the other side.  or so she thought.  when she got really close to the sound, it stopped.  her large boots had made alot of crunching noises on the icy snow, thus silencing whatever was calling out.  there was a huge dead tree trunk laying across her path.  she sat upon it, scooting her ample bottom across it, and then over.  as her feet came down on the other side, they found nothing solid underneath.  she thought for a second that it was just her imagination.  but when she felt herself going down, down, down........then she knew she was in trouble.  

 

everything went black around her.  as she tried to figure out in her head what had just happened, she heard the mewing sound again.  it was up there........up there where she once was.........  

 

she could barely make out the light from the top of whatever she had fallen into.  there was a wee bit of sky showing, but mostly twigs and branches covered the opening.  she tried to adjust her eyes to this tomb of darkness she now inhabited, but it wasn't working.  she felt around with her hands, feeling cold, wet earth, mud, roots from long dead trees.  her feet seemed to be planted in water.  not much, but enough to cause her some discomfort as soon as the wetness seeped into her boots.  this must be a well or something similar.  she had never heard anyone speak of there being one here, but then if it was old and abandoned, no one would have mentioned it.  well it may be an old well, but it sure wasn't abandoned..........anymore................

ENRAGED

i just saw the most disturbing thing.......i was looking for pictures of trash strewn streets for a small project i was working on..........and this is what i came upon..........

http://www.taliacarner.com/deadnewborningutter.htm

i am in a library, with tears rolling down my cheeks.  how on God's green earth can something like this happen?????????????????  i hope this picture doesn't hurt anyone out there personally, but i could not allow this to go without shouting to the world about it.  i will not post the picture itself, but those who wish to read the story and see the picture, please click on the link (or cut and paste into your browser).

may God help us all................

CHRISTMAS PRESENTS

i wanted to share pics of some Christmas presents i made for two very special people.  the first pic is of michael wearing his new native american choker i made for him.  the second pic is my california friend, colleen, sporting her new earrings i made.  the cross has detail but you can't tell it very well.  i hope they both enjoy wearing these tokens of my love for michael and my friendship for colleen.  (isn't michael cute with his necklace on???????  ok ok, so he isn't smiling, but that is because there are smile-stealing gremlins in the cam..........

CHRISTMAS DREAMS (CONT'D)

after some time of praying, a peace fell over her, and she was able to crawl back into her warm bed and resume sleep, this time, uneventful sleep.    

the morning sun shone brightly into her room, waking her.  as she moved about in the bed, trying to adjust her eyes to the light, her cats stretched and yawned, and began their routine of meowing for breakfast.     

having fed her babies, she decided to try some nourishment for herself.  cream of wheat sounded good, but she didn't have any.  did she want to venture out into the cold morning to go to the store to purchase some cream of wheat?  or should she just stay home and eat cold cereal?  decisions, decisions.  she had to laugh at the absurdity of the decisions she was faced with of late.  when she was younger, her decisions would be of importance, and people looked up to her for her ability to always make the right ones.  now, it was a matter of cold or hot cereal on a cold winter morning, and there was no one who cared which decision she made.    

a moment of insanity hit her, and she donned some warm clothing and opened the front door to a world of cold and a light layer of snow.  she wanted to walk to the store, but finally decided to take the car.     

there were few people in the store, so her shopping trip was uneventful.  upon arriving home, she began the task of preparing the cream of wheat.  when it was ready, she sat down to a nice hot bowl and was once again glad she  had gone to the store.    

the kitties were watching her every move, hoping she would sit in the nice big comfy chair in front of the tv, so they could join her.  but she was in a better mood now, and decided that it was time to work on some crafts.  so she grabbed her knitting bag, and went to the sofa and began her latest venture........a scarf for a neighbor.     

after an hour or so of knitting, she tired, and decided to go for a walk.  she bundled up again, and struck out for the pond near the woods behind her house.  she never dreamed the sprinkling of snow overnight would soon cause her a day of pain..................

RESPONSE TO "CHRISTMAS DULDRUMS"

i would like to thank all those who commented on my journal entry "Christmas Duldrums".  i appreciate the great suggestions. 

being diabetic, i cannot eat alot of sweets or really good Christmas treats.  i hate to bake something i cannot partake of, it just makes me sadder. 

i am renting a room from a lady with three children, and most of my stuff is in storage, so i don't have any baking supplies.  so the pies, cakes, cookies thing is sorta out of the question.  but i have been making jewelry, crocheting scarves, and making other things for Christmas presents.  it helps some. 

i know i shouldn't lose site of what is really important this time of year.  the birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  i know He is there, just waiting for me to turn to Him for help out of my duldrums, but being human, i tend to try to make my life happy all by myself.

being apart from michael is hard too.  i miss him so much when we are not together.......

and my being sick right now doesn't help either.  but i do know there is a light at the end of my tunnel..........if i can just find that dang end........

hope everyone out there in journal land has a very MERRY CHRISTMAS. 

 

CHRISTMAS DREAMS

IT WAS CHRISTMAS EVE.  THE HOUSE WAS QUIET, MUCH LIKE THE CHRISTMAS STORY OF OLD.  NO CLOCK WAS TICKING.  NO SOUNDS OF FOOTSTEPS ANYWHERE IN THE HOUSE.  JUST SILENCE.......DEAFENING SILENCE.  THE CATS WERE EVEN ASLEEP, DREAMING OF MICE OR WHATEVER CATS DREAM OF.   

 

SHE HAD SAT ALONE, WAITING, FOR SEVERAL DAYS.  NO PHONE CALL.  NO VISIT.  SHE HATED THE HOLIDAYS ANYWAY, BUT WHEN NO ONE WAS THERE TO SHARE THEM WITH HER, THE FEELING OF DREAD AND DESPAIR DEEPENED.  

 

WHY DIDN'T SOMEONE CALL OR VISIT?  SHE REACHED OVER AND CHECKED THE PHONE FOR A DIAL TONE.  YEP.  IT WORKED.  SHE TURNED ON THE TV, HOPING TO FIND SOMETHING THERE THAT WOULD TAKE HER MIND OFF HER LONELINESS.  CHRISTMAS SPECIALS........  FAMILY GATHERINGS......  MOVIES ABOUT FAMILIES.....  DYSFUNCTIONAL, BUT STILL FAMILIES TOGETHER FOR CHRISTMAS.  SHE CRAVED A FAMILY.  SHE HAD A DAUGHTER WHO HAD MOVED OUT YEARS AGO, BUT THIS DAUGHTER WAS INVOLVED WITH HER OWN FRIENDS AND HAD CREATED A LIFE OUTSIDE OF HER MOTHER'S REALM.   

 

SHE FELT OLD........MUCH OLDER THAN HER TRUE AGE OF 65.  SHE KNEW SOMEDAY SHE WOULD BE ALONE, AND THERE WOULD BE HOURS AND DAYS AND WEEKS OF BEING BY HERSELF.  BUT SHE NEVER DREAMED IT COULD POSSIBLY BE THIS BAD.  NO NEIGHBORS VISITED.  THEY WERE ALL TOO BUSY WITH THEIR OWN FAMILIES.  NO ONE WANTED TO TAKE TIME OUT TO VISIT AND SPEND TIME WITH AN OLD LADY WHO MOSTLY KEPT TO HERSELF IN HER SMALL HOUSE OUT ON THE EDGE OF TOWN.  

 

SO SHE SCOOPED UP A CAT, CONVINCED IT TO SIT IN HER LAP FOR AWHILE, AND FOUND A SMALL BIT OF HAPPINESS IN THE PURRING CONTENTMENT THE CAT DISPLAYED.  THIS WAS HOW CHRISTMAS WOULD BE SPENT, SHE WAS SURE.   

 

ONCE OR TWICE SHE THOUGHT ABOUT TURNING ON THE RADIO AND PLAYING SOME CHRISTMAS MUSIC....... BUT THEN DECIDED NOT TO.  MAYBE SHE WANTED TO BE SAD........MAYBE SHE WANTED TO BE DEPRESSED AND ALONE.........MAYBE SHE REVELED IN SUCH FEELINGS.  AFTER ALL, SHE HAD EXPERIENCED THEM MOST OF HER LIFE.  WHY SHOULD THINGS CHANGE NOW?  

 

AFTER A FEW HOURS OF SITTING IN THE DARKNESS OF THE ROOM, STARING INTO SPACE, SHE GENTLY PUT THE KITTY DOWN AND GOT UP FROM HER CHAIR.  MAYBE SOMETHING TO EAT WOULD MAKE HER FEEL BETTER....... FOOD WAS ALWAYS SOMETHING SHE LOOKED FORWARD TO.   

 

SHE WENT TO THE FREEZER AND PULLED OUT A CONTAINER OF HOMEMADE VEGETABLE BEEF SOUP SHE HAD MADE A FEW MONTHS AGO.  SHE KNEW IT WOULD BE BOTH NOURISHING AND ENJOYABLE.  SHE SLOWLY HEATED IT AND TOOK IT TO THE LIVINGROOM TO SIT AND ENJOY WHILE WATCHING ONE OF THOSE DREADED CHRISTMAS SHOWS.  SOMEHOW THE SOUP MADE THE SHOW MORE APPEALING.   

 

WHEN THE NEWS CAME ON, SHE DECIDED IT WAS TIME TO TRY TO FIND SLEEP........ONE OF THE ONLY TRIED AND TRUE REMEDIES FOR HER DEPRESSION.  WITH HER CATS SNUGGLING CLOSELY FOR WARMTH, SHE CLOSED HER EYES AND TRIED TO FIND THE BLESSED NUMBNESS OF SLEEP.  SOON, IT CAME.  BUT HER SLEEP WAS FILLED WITH DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES.  DEATH, HARM, SICKNESS, DARKNESS.  SHE AWOKE, STARTLED AND FEELING SOMETHING WAS WRONG.  SHE COULDN'T SHAKE THE FEELING, SO GOT OUT OF HER WARM BED TO SIT IN THE COLD ROOM TO AWAKEN HERSELF COMPLETELY FROM THE HORRIBLE DREAMS AND RID HERSELF OF THE DARK FEELINGS.  

 

THOUGH A CHRISTIAN, SHE HADN'T PRAYED IN SOME TIME.  SHE FIGURED TONIGHT WAS A REALLY GOOD TIME TO START BACK.  SHE SAT THERE IN THE COLD, MUMBLING PRAYERS AND HOPING GOD WASN'T ON VACATION.............  

 

(THIS IS A MULTIPLE PART ENTRY.  MORE OF THIS STORY LATER, AS I WRITE IT.)

LOST

for many reasons i am sure, i have lost alot of my readers.  i have not only been away from my journal for long periods of time, but i have had little time to devote to writing anything of great interest to others.  i have been so consumed with loving michael (which i don't plan on stopping) that i have forsaken my literary talents..................

so, hopefully i will soon begin again, and give you, the reader, something to look forward to.........

now, my next question...........how do i find the message board that i used to frequent?  i don't know the name of it.  i just know who used to be in it all the time.............i guess most of them have moved to non aol journals and message boards because of the ad banners.  i don't like the ad banners either, but am unable to stop aol from doing what it wishes. 

if someone could possibly give me a link to the message board where dornbrau, his1desire, and others of that group used to hang out, it would be greatly appreciated.

have a blessed day........

a friend who works at the library where i go to use the internet sent this to me..........i hope it opens for everyone..........

it will especially touch those who are mothers..........enjoy!

http://m01.webmail.aol.com/15106/aol/en-us/Mail/get-attachment.aspx?uid=1.13029863&folder=New+Mail&partId=4&saveAs=LittleAngels_1.pps

THE CROSS

I FOUND THIS PICTURE IN MY FILES, RECEIVED FROM SOMEONE A LONG TIME AGO.........AND THOUGHT IT WAS AMAZINGLY BEAUTIFUL.........

IT IS ONLY AN ARTIST'S RENDERING, BUT STILL SO PEACEFUL AND BEAUTIFUL.......AND REMINDS ME OF THE TRUE REASON FOR CHRISTMAS..........

ENJOY!!

MICHAEL IN HIS BIRTHDAY SHIRT

i am like a kid with a new toy. lol.  this is a shot of michael, wearing the BLACK LABEL SOCIETY t-shirt i bought him for his birthday.  of course, i took the pic with his cell phone camera, so it isn't very good. 

i promise i won't keep putting pictures in one at a time.  just wanted to make sure i could do it and they would remain in the journal.

HIGH FALLS PARK

these are pics of high falls park where michael and i went back in november.........it was sorta gloomy and cloudy that day, thus the pics taken with his cell phone turned out rather dark.  but the view and the sound of the water were really nice and peaceful.

when i get my own puter up and running, i will be able to fix the pics to make them more viewable (is that a word???? lol)

(I HAD TO ADD SOMETHING TO THIS ENTRY.......BEFORE WE LEFT HIGH FALLS, I, UM, CARVED OUR INITIALS INTO THE RAILING OVERLOOKING THE ROCKS AND THE FALLS....HOPEFULLY WE CAN GET BACK TO HIGH FALLS AND TAKE A PIC OF THAT AND PUT IT ON HERE)

 

MICHAEL AT RYAN'S STEAK HOUSE, OCTOBER 2005

OK, now i am going to try a newer picture.  this is michael sitting across from me at ryan's steak house, back in october.  it was taken with his cell phone (by me) so it isn't as clear. 

how do you like his goatee???  i like it, mainly because he looks older when sporting it.........i am afraid i will be arrested for child abuse if he keeps it shaved off.  he looks 16 without it lol.

i think i am getting the hang of this picture adding.  hope they stay on my journal...........

ANOTHER PIC OF MY WONDERFUL LOVE

THE FIRST PIC ADDITION WORKED SO WELL, I THOUGHT I WOULD TRY AGAIN..........AND I THINK IT IS GOING TO WORK!!!!!!!  WOO HOOOO!!!

THIS MAN IS JUST SO SPECIAL TO ME.......LOVES ME UNCONDITIONALLY, AS I DO HIM...........

KISSES TO YOU MICHAEL...........

MY SWEETY, MICHAEL

DON'T KNOW IF THIS PICTURE WILL REMAIN IN MY JOURNAL, OR EVEN SHOW UP, BUT I JUST HAD TO TRY TO PUT A PIC OF MY BABY IN HERE.................

I LOVE YOU MICHAEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CHRISTMAS DULDRUMS

i just can't seem to get into the Christmas spirit........i guess it is because i never have any money at this time of year.  i love buying presents for others..........sigh.

 

so if anyone who reads my journal could put some helpful hints in my comments section, as to "how to have a wonderful Christmas", it would be greatly appreciated. 

 

in fact, this is a great idea.........it helps you think, it helps you get ideas for yourself, as well as helps others see uplifting ideas.

 

hope everyone out there in journal land is having a great holiday season, and i wish you a very

MERRY CHRISTMAS

SHE LAY SILENT, LISTENING TO THE THOUGHTS RUNNING THROUGH HER HEAD. HER HAND REACHED OVER TO TOUCH THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BED.... IT WAS COLD. SHE SIGHED. WHEN HE WASN'T THERE BESIDE HER AT NIGHT, SHE FELT SO ALONE........

SHE HATED HERSELF FOR DEPENDING SO MUCH ON HIM FOR HER HAPPINESS, BUT SHE DID.

THE HOURS TICKED ON. SHE HEARD THE CAT GETTING INTO MISCHIEF SOMEWHERE IN THE ROOM. SHE DIDN'T BOTHER TO GET UP AND CHECK IT OUT.

THE QUIET DARKNESS SOON BECAME TOO MUCH FOR HER. SHE GOT UP, PUT ON HER ROBE, AND WENT OUTSIDE, SITTING ON THE PORCH. IT WAS A BIT WARM FOR A DECEMBER NIGHT, AND THERE WERE A FEW STRAY CRICKETS CHIRPING ALONG THE SIDEWALK. SOON, THERE WOULD BE NO CRICKETS. THE AIR WOULD BE TOO COLD FOR THEM TO SURVIVE. JUST LIKE THE COLD DARK NIGHTS OF YESTERDAY WERE TO COLD FOR HER TO SURVIVE.

NOW THAT HE WAS IN HER LIFE, SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT LONG SPANS OF THOSE DARK NIGHTS. SOON, HE WOULD BE THERE, BESIDE HER, HOLDING HER, WHISPERING TO HER, TELLING HER THAT ALL IS WELL WITH THE WORLD............AND SHE BELIEVED IT...........AT LEAST ALL WOULD BE RIGHT IN "HER" WORLD....................

SHE GOT UP FROM HER CHAIR, WALKED BACK TO THE BEDROOM, AND TRIED ONCE MORE TO DRIFT OFF TO SLEEP. SOON, SHE DID.........AND DREAMS OF WARM MEMORIES FLOODED HER SUBCONSCIOUS.

WHEN SHE AWAKENED, HER BELOVED LAY THERE BESIDE HER, BREATHING PEACEFULLY. HE HAD MANAGED TO SNEAK IN SILENTLY SOMETIME DURING THE NIGHT SO AS NOT TO WAKE HER..............

SHE LAY THERE FOR SOME TIME, WATCHING HIS CHEST RISE AND FALL FROM HIS BREATHING..........WATCHED HIS LONG TRESSES FALL ACROSS HIS FACE, WANTING TO BRUSH THEM ASIDE, SO AS TO SEE HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE, BUT NOT WANTING TO DISTURB HIM.

SHE WAS ONCE AGAIN HAPPY...............HAPPY BECAUSE THE SOURCE OF HER HAPPINESS WAS THERE, SAFE, SECURE, BESIDE HER.

NEVER GO TO BED ANGRY AT THE ONES YOU LOVE...........ALWAYS WORK THINGS OUT, ALWAYS TELL THEM YOU LOVE THEM. ALWAYS KEEP THEM IN YOUR HEART.................................MICHAEL, I LOVE YOU.

FIERY MAD......LIES LIES LIES

ONCE AGAIN......RED......FOR ANGER................

I JUST GOT AN EMAIL FROM THE AGENT OF THE TEMPORARY OUTSOURCING COMPANY, ITECH US, TELLING ME I WILL NOT BE PAID FOR MY ONE DAY ON THE JOB AT DDS. 

OF COURSE, HIS REASONS ARE ALL LIES.........

FORTUNATELY I HAVE EVERY EMAIL HE EVER SENT ME AND MY RETURN EMAILS, AND PLAN ON MAKING COPIES AND TAKING THEM TO THE LABOR BOARD. 

I AM TIRED OF THE "LITTLE PEOPLE", THE "ALREADY POOR" PEOPLE BEING CRAPPED ON BY THE SYSTEM OR PORTIONS OF THE SYSTEM.

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM TAKING A STAND THIS TIME, AND THOUGH I HAVE NO MONEY TO FIGHT ANY LEGAL BATTLES THAT MAY ARISE, I AM NOT GOING TO LET THEM GET AWAY WITH THIS ONE. 

I HAVE SPENT MY ENTIRE LIFE JUST LETTING THINGS GO, AND STEPPING BACK WHEN "THE MAN" OR "THE SYSTEM" TAKE A DUMP ON ME...............WELL, NOT ANY MORE..........

(PLEASE VISIT ME IN JAIL, OK? LOL.  BRING FRIED CHICKEN AND POTATO DISHES, THEY ARE MY FAVORITE COMFORT FOODS)

DESPERATE TIMES REQUIRE DESPERATE MEASURES

OK, I CAN SIT BACK AND WHINE ABOUT NOT GETTING TO KEEP THE JOB........WHICH I ALREADY HAVE.......AND LAY IN BED AND CRY FOR THE NEXT WEEK, OR I CAN TRY TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT MY SITUATION........

AS I HAVE MENTIONED BEFORE IN HERE, I MAKE JEWELRY AND CROCHETED SCARVES, BLANKETS, ETC.  I AM NOT, NOR CLAIM TO BE, A PROFESSIONAL.  I JUST ENJOY DOING HANDWORK OF MOST KINDS, AS IT HELPS ME UNWIND AND DE-STRESS.

I HAVE A HOMEPAGE SET UP WITH SOME OF MY JEWELRY DESIGNS ON IT.....I HAVE MUCH MORE THAN WHAT IS DISPLAYED, BUT MY DIGI CAM IS NOT COOPERATING.  I AM GOING TO GO OUT ON A PROVERBIAL LIMB HERE, AND GIVE MY HOMEPAGE ADDRESS, HOPING YOU ALL WILL GO THERE, LOOK AND SEE IF THERE IS ANYTHING YOU WOULD LIKE TO ORDER OR MAYBE YOU HAVE SOMETHING ELSE IN MIND YOU WOULD LIKE.  THE PRICES ON THE SITE ARE NOT CONCRETE.  THEY CAN BE NEGOTIATED. 

I HOPE THIS DOESN'T UPSET ANYONE OUT THERE THAT IS ALREADY ANGRY ABOUT THE AD BANNERS.  BUT SINCE I DON'T HAVE THAT JOB ANYMORE, I DON'T HAVE ANY WAY OF PAYING MY RENT OR BUYING ANYTHING FOR MY DAUGHTER FOR HER BIRTHDAY OR CHRISTMAS.  SO MAYBE THIS WILL HELP ME OUT SOME.

A SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL WHO VIEW THE PAGE, AND MAY YOU HAVE A BLESSED DAY.

MY JEWELRY SITE: 

http://hometown.aol.com/babyblueskye2002/

 

PLEASE EMAIL ME WITH ANY QUESTIONS, ORDERS, ETC. AT WUMZELS2@AOL.COM

DEAD END

ANGRY ISN'T EXACTLY THE WORD THAT COMES TO MIND, BUT I AM AFRAID THERE HASN'T BEEN A WORD YET THAT DESCRIBES WHAT I AM FEELING RIGHT NOW. 

AFTER ALMOST A MONTH OF GOING BACK AND FORTH IN EMAILS AND ON THE PHONE WITH THE "ITECH US, INC." AGENT, AND AFTER WORKING FOR AN ENTIRE DAY AT DDS IN CONYERS, GEORGIA, I AM TOLD THAT DDS DOES NOT WANT ME AS AN EMPLOYEE. 

THE AGENT CLAIMS IT IS DUE TO MY DRUG AND BACKGROUND SCREENINGS. 

FIRST OF ALL, I DON'T DO DRUGS, AND HAVEN'T DONE DRUGS SINCE THE BIG JOINT I TRIED TO SMOKE 32 YEARS AGO AND CHOKED ON THE FIRST PUFF.  I HAVE NO CRIMINAL BACKGROUND, NO TRAFFIC CITATIONS, IN FACT, I HAVE ONLY GOTTEN ONE TICKET IN MY 52 YEARS, AND IT WAS DISMISSED. 

I HAVE NEVER BEEN ARRESTED OR EVEN DETAINED FOR ANYTHING IN MY LIFE. 

THE CREDIT HISTORY PROBABLY WASN'T THE BEST, BUT WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH GETTING A JOB?  IF YOU HAVE BAD CREDIT, WOULDN'T THAT MEAN YOU "NEED" THE JOB? 

THESE LETTERS ARE RED, BUT JUST NOT RED ENOUGH FOR ME.............THE BLOOD I SEE PULSING IN MY EYES RIGHT NOW IS MUCH REDDER...............I AM LIVID!!!! 

I GUESS NOW I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO HAVE A GOOD CHRISTMAS AFTER ALL.  I ENJOY GIVING AT CHRISTMAS, AND NOW I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO GIVE ANYONE ANYTHING. 

AND I HAVE TO GO BACK TO MY OLD JOB AND ASK FOR MY HOURS BACK...............

JUST TO LET ALL OF YOU KNOW...........DON'T DO BUSINESS WITH "ITECH US, INC.".  ESPECIALLY WITH AGENT VENKAT, WHO GETS REALLY UPSET WHEN YOU DON'T REACT THE WAY HE EXPECTS YOU TO.

OK, I AM GOING TO CRAWL BACK INTO MY HOLE AND PULL IN THE DIRT OVER MY HEAD...........UNLESS THEY CHARGE ME FOR THAT DIRT...........I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO AFFORD IT NOW.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!