While visiting MY friend Titania (her post started the same way... hee hee), I saw her recent post on a Meme that she found from my other friend Captain Picard.  I wanted to give it a shot myself.

According to Titania: "The deal is that you have type in your first name at Google followed by the word needs".

So here we are, I typed in "Zyriana Needs" and I got:

"Monitor Domain: Set Free Alerts on zyriana.com .... She needs it."

"I didn't want, or need a man" (ROFL!! that was from my site too!)

Other than that, the name Zyriana didn't have any needs! 

So, let's go fer my real name "Monica":

"monica needs forgiving"  (Oh no!)

"Monica needs to die her hair a darker shade and I am tired of seeing her in all of that turquoise jewelry"  (LOL!!)

"Monica needs to get a Job" (doh!)

"Monica needs another dress washed!" (er, um)

Okay, well... there are my needs for the day.  I can't stop giggling at the fact that I need to die my hair a darker shade and stop wearing all of that turqoise jewlrey.  Sheesh.  And looks like it's time for laundry and a new job!  Not to mention being forgiven!

I was very glad none of the Lewinsky stuff showed up on the first page.  ;)

Thanks Titania and Jean Luc!  That was a fun one!

I'll give you a bit of my belief for a moment.  I am a spiritual being having a physical experience. I personally believe we live our lives here to *learn*.  I do not believe in a heaven or hell.  I believe that when we die we are all together in our spiriitual light - all of us.  Yes, even those you would think or perhaps *hope* would be in hell - they are just as beautiful and as pure as we are in a spiritual sense.

With that said, there are many times I get caught in a cycle of "What Now?".  Meaning, I know I came here to learn, but sometimes I get confused as to what it is I'm learning.  Right now, I'm in that state of confusion.

I'll get out of this, but in the meantime I feel as if everything I say doesn't make sense.  It's like I'm speaking jibberish.  Literally as I speak to others they turn away, cut me off, or just walk away as if I'm not speaking.  It's an odd feeling.  I'd say I've got some energies stuck somewhere. 

I wish my sanctuary outside didn't get destroyed by the wind.  I really could balance there. 

So...... the Mr. and I are having back issues. Well, could be the weight I've put on in the last few years. However, our mattress - it's not that old! - seems to be a culprit as well. Each time I go to get outta the derned thingy I pull my back out, or WORSE. The Mr. hasn't been so hot on his back aching either.

So...... the Mr. went and bought a sleep number bed. If it's good enough for the Bionic Woman (Lindsey Wagner) then it should be good enough for us!

Excerpt from last night's "Ow my back hurts" discussion:

The Mr.: Maybe we need a new mattress.

The Mrs.: Yes, I'd say!

The Mr.: You can never tell in the mattress stores. You lay on them for 5 minutes how are you supposed to know how they will feel in 6 months?

The Mrs.: I dunno, but this hurts.

The Mr.: It was a good mattress, it's got Memory Foam!

The Mrs.: Oh yeah, it's got Memory Foam alright. It remembers we are fat asses and sinks accordingly.







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Firstly, there is a presence that good actors have that the public identifys with. Sometimes the public makes a hero out of an actor because of how *close* they feel to the actor.

Personally, there are only a very very few actors or actresses I think carry any weight in my own life - meaning, I admire or respect them as individuals. Morgan Freeman is one of those. He was in a car accident and they say he's in serious condition.

I just wanted to acknowledge that I'm thinking of him and sending him love and light.

Please get better soon, from everything I read about you - you are a good person. From my own opinion a wonderful actor.

(AP Photo/Evan Agostini, file)

It's official - Jim did his swearing in today.  He's a recruit now (they aren't Marines until they graduate Boot Camp/Basic Training).

His official date to *leave* to training is 6/15/2009.

So, here sits a very proud momma.

United States Marine Corp

I only recently found out what "Namaste" meant.  Oh I love it so much!  I've been using it and noticing there are so many that know it!  I feel like I stumbled on a new language.  Okay, old but new to me.

Things here are going *swell*.  Really good ~ my son, Stephen just started back to school.  It's Stephen's Junior year in high school (11th grade).  He made it to Varsity on the football team!  Oh I'm proud of him for trying out.  He's getting outside of his comfort zone by attempting it this year.

My other darling boy (*snicker*) is at the hotel again tonight waiting for the Military processing center and going to meet with a commanding officer I believe.  He's behind in credits to graduate and they want to be sure he is very serious about joining and getting his credits in time.  Hey, fine by me!

My hubby is sound asleep.  His mouth hurts 'cause he just got on his bottom braces.  OUCH - sure looks like it hurts!  Poor thing.

Me?  I'm going through some sort of life change.  I'll write on that later.  It's an odd one to be sure and I'm really holding on to keep myself in balance.  I think it's 'cause the kiddies are getting older and gonna fly out of the nest in the next few years (*no no no sooner*)  Sokay, no stress.  I'm workin on it all!

I'll be to my friends' blogs pretty quick.  I miss ya'll so much!

So I'll leave you with this thought:

“A true friend laughs at your stories even when they're not so good, and sympathizes with your troubles even when they're not so bad”

 

Friends are so so so important to our inner light.  Thank you all for being who you are even if we converse only through typed words. 

 

Love and Beautiful Radiant Light,  ~Monica~

 

In the middle of my 7 things I'm most thankful for, one of those, my eldest son - Jimmy - had a bit of a life change.

Since my boys were little (3?) they each stated clearly they wished to be in the military. Hey, it's part of our family in some ways. In other ways, it's something I always wanted to do but had a *hiccup* and couldn't.

So, my son - Jimmy - is doing what he can to get enough credits in school to get into the delayed entry program for the United States Marines. He's hopeful he'll leave for boot camp by next summer.

There are so many things that have come up for me on this.

However, I'm going to leave that for another time... for now "Be Happy".



Bobby Mcferrin - Don't Worry, Be Happy

I'll be back on as soon as the dust settles. ;)

This is day 1 of my week of posts of "What I'm Most Thankful For".

Day 1 - My Daughter Jessica

While growing up, there was no way in the world I wanted kids. I cannot say I was one of those teen girls that fantasized about getting married to my soul mate and having babies. For me, that was the furthest from my mind. I didn't want, or need a man. OR anyone for that matter. I was a very angry teen, who wanted to be alone. I wanted a career in the Air Force. Period.

At 20 I was told promptly by a Planned Parenthood employee that my pregnancy test was positive. That was 1988. I figured that solved the mystery of why I felt ill and bloated. I was 6 weeks pregnant with Jessica.

My baby girl, Jessie, was born 3/21/1989 and didn't utter a sound. The doctor and nurses all became quite hushed. Afterall, babies usually cry as they let the air into their lungs. Not my girl, she refused to make a scene and simply stared directly at me. No lie. It was an uncomfortable silence for a new mother.

I've learned silence is golden throughout her rough teen times. She is my daughter, very very very independent and full of life. I never ever - not even once - regreted keeping my baby girl. I was a single mother when she was born and knew I'd be just fine raising her all by myself. I even told the father he could just "fade away" for all I cared.

Yes, remember.... I was an angry person and didn't care much about anyone back then. EXCEPT - Jessica. Her birth changed me forever.

Headstrong runs through the Nichols' women. I come from a long line of women who take care of their kids. Alone at times. She certainly got the "headstrong" portion and that played a role in a very turbulent teen time for her. We did make it out alive!

Jessica - Then (1989)
Jessica - Now Graduation w/ Daniel (2007)

She's beautiful, happy and healthy. She lives with her boyfriend and works and goes to college now. I miss my little girl and love her and thank her for showing me I can be a beautiful, loving, caring person. She was my salvation.

Day 1 - My daughter.

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