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I will pitch my stick of wood in and build a big bonfire ... and I will have turkey wieners and SF marshmallows with all far and wide ... and if you want kabobs and other goodies you all can come and sit around and roast your stuff in this big fire ... heck I am wrapping some bacon and dressing my wiener with some ff cheese ... come join the big bonfire ... it is free for all ....
I REFUSE TO DIE FROM THE COLD WITHIN!!!!!!

The Cold Within
Six humans trapped by happenstance  
In black and bitter cold  
Each possessed a stick of wood,  
Or so the story's told.

Their dying fire in need of logs,  
The first woman held hers back  
For on the faces around the fire  
She noticed one was black. 

The next man looking 'cross the way  
Saw one not of his church  
And couldn't bring himself to give  
The fire his stick of birch. 

The third one sat in tattered clothes  
He gave his coat a hitch,  
Why should his log be put to use  
To warm the idle rich? 

The rich man just sat back and thought  
Of the wealth he had in store,  
And how to keep what he had earned  
From the lazy, shiftless poor. 

The black man's face bespoke revenge  
As the fire passed from his sight,  
For all he saw in his stick of wood  
Was a chance to spite the white. 

And the last man of this forlorn group  
Did naught except for gain,  
Giving only to those who gave  
Was how he played the game. 

The logs held tight in death's stilled hands  
Was proof of human sin,  
They didn't die from the cold without,  
They died from the cold within

NO SIRREE.... I AM NOT HOLDING BACK MY STICK OF WOOD .. I AM SHARING IT IN THE BIG BONFIRE... WHILE I ROCK STRIPES AND POLKA DOTS .... I AM A ROCKIN' OLD FART ... LOL...BUT I AM HAPPY...

Yes I am sick of it ... try going every other week alternating with in between tweezing for them to spread hot gook on my chin and try to mow the lawn of testosteronic looking 5 pieces of gruff harder than a man's mustache five pieces of hair that insist on growing there .... to top it off I am a fool for doing it ... after the gook is yanked off the five pieces of hard hair from hell are still there stuck to my chin and they have to resort to pluck them anyway ... it is a big pluck and I swear I hear a pop when they come out...

At my wits end and trying to find a permanent solution I march my arse over to this "professional permanent hair removal and spa" so they can laser the crap off ... mind you electrophoresis did not work on these five jokers ... I just got pucker marks on my chin and the bad boys grew back ... yes I am calling them bad boys ... there is nothing girly about this billy goat five piece hairpiece under my chin ...

Now I am ticked ... as I wasted my time just to be told that my skin is too dark and I am not a candidate ... kewl ... I thought the technology at this establishment was more advanced ... I guess I will check laser treatment for my billy goat beard in the Big Apple ... where I seem to be able to find everything I want when I want it..

This was my B-day gift to myself since tomorrow I will be 25 years young ... and my daughter is 30 ... I was all happy about transposing my numbers and being conveniently dyslexic until I rubbed my neck and EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK ... there is a big long curled up white hair poker hard joker billy goat hair growing on my neck ... ON MY NECK!!! how long has it been there????  ... I grabbed the tweezers and tried to PLUCK ... the joker hurt but DID NOT BUDGE ... pluck ... pluck... PLUCK!!! I yanked it off ... big red spot on my neck... Forget 25 ... since now I am growing hair like a billy goat I will be 52 ... I checked my chin and I checked my neck finding these unpleasant looking and feeling hairs ... I AM LOOKING NO FURTHER ....

But I am still and AW .... and I will rock my minis until I am age 102 ... Yes I will!!!!

I went out and got goodies for gifts for Xmas for the kids in the outreach community and my friends at work have a big box collecting toys and gloves and scarves and socks and the works too....
I had fun at the company Xmas party on Saturday and so did Al ... he did not want to leave when I was well and ready to go ... so I pinched him under the table and he got the hint and got up LOL

I am still holding my before pics close ... I am not forgetting where I came from nor where I want to be ... oh and tired as I was I ran a 5K on Sunday and it was freezing ....

To me He is real indeed for I can feel him deep in my soul ... whether I am sad or I am glad... whether things are riding smoothly or whether they are not I know that I can find peace and rest as I feel I am being cradled in His everlasting arms ....

Three Trees

Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said,   'Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be Decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty.'   Then the second tree said, 'Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull.'    Finally the third tree said, 'I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the Hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me.'   After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees.. When one came to the first tree he said, 'This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter, 'and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.   At the second tree the woodsman said, 'This looks like a strong tree. I should be able to sell it to the shipyard.' The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.   When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the Woodsmen said, 'I don't need anything special from my tree, I'll take this one,' and he cut it down.   When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for.   The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end.   The third tree was cut into large pieces, and left alone in the dark.   The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.    Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn... She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.    Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and He stood and said 'Peace' and the Storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.   Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.   The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, God will give you great gifts.   Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined.   We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.   May your day be blessed. And until we meet again, may God cradle you in the palm of His hand.

I never went ... never wanted to go .. I stayed at home making dolls and gifts and stuff ... 2 years and 10 months ago on Saturday (had RNY 2/5/07) I am ready to go to the Company XMas party this coming Saturday ... still finding it hard to make up my mind what to wear....

I started by putting my extensions back in (the girls in my shop did it that is)... easier to handle while my arms 2 weeks post modified brachioplasty heals...

2 years 10 months ago I stood under the Christmas tree looking like this.....

and this coming Saturday ... I think I am going to the party in my tiny Size 2 designer's dress looking like this...

and just 10 days away from a big birthday ... I can't make up my mind if I should go to the party dressed like this....

or like this...

The journey is personal ... and it is what you make it .....
eat healthy....
live healthy....
and in order to lose it you must move it (LOL)...
and above all DON'T WORRY,,,, BE HAPPY....

I started this journey with 5 co-morbidities and limited mobility ... today I run, swim, dance and above all I LIVE .... and I am HAPPY....

THANK YOU OH FOR YOUR WONDERFUL SUPPORT AND ENCOURAGEMENT ALWAYS...
THANK YOU ALL FOR ALLOWING ME TO SHARE...

Yesterday I finished up dolls and canvas....... RoRo was a bit sad so I felt it in my heart to send a smile her way by way of a canvas and a doll...

and I finished up others...

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL ... WITH ALL ITS UPS AND DOWNS....
ESPECIALLY SO BECAUSE ON THE VERGE OF A BIRTHDAY...
I AM HEALTHY...
I AM HEALED...
I AM MOBILE...
I AM FREE!!!!