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“When I was born, the doctor looked at my mother and said, ‘Congratulations, you have an actor!'”~ Sally Field

So let’s end the evening of blogging with something happy. Something new and fresh. Something POSITIVE.

This is my super-intense-batteries-not-included-underground-no-admittance-without-the-password-under-scrutiny-by-an-oath-of-silence-members-only-fabulously-set-to-music-primarily-awesome-most-beautiful-world’s-most-terrific-top-notch-redheaded-secret-friend.

But you can call her Aussa.

She is also known for her cult definition to the word supercalifragilisticexpialidocious as you will see a photograph of her in the margins for that specific dictionary entry.

I know her because she has a blog as well. And truth be told, she has twice as many followers to it as I have to this blog. In addition, her blog is far better than mine is.

Aussa today wins the Internet Award for her blog post that she produced earlier in the day. I do not know how she feels about winning blog awards, so I will skip the award memes here. To be safe.

It appears as if she is now going through a major life transition with her significant other, she refers to as The Boyfran. Such a transition that it is difficult for many to fathom. But she is hopeful that this transition will be happy and healthy as she deals with the fact that she now has the option of whether or not to use the name of The Boyfran to refer to the significant other known as simply, Alex.

This just happened.

This just happened.

Amalgamation of names resulting in a delightfully fun term of AuSex to define the two of them together in this relationship in which the parameters have greatly changed.

I’ve known Aussa for about a year through the commonality if our blogs and have been in contact with her on a socially acceptable personal level for that same amount of time.

As of recently, she has been featured in Cosmopolitan magazine. No lie!!!

Aussa is the luxury fountain of knowledge based on her own travels, experiences, and of course… styles.

And now she’s entering into a different stage, a new chapter if you will, in her life with her significant other.

To put it very bluntly, I could not be any happier for the both of them as they embark on this journey together as their lives will soon become one path as man and wife.

I originally had an actual visit to Aussa in person, one-on-one somewhere, possibly at some event on my bucket list. But it was to happen within the next ten years. Now with this new update, I’ll be including the mister as well in that visitation IF she’ll have me.

Each and every blog post that she composes sheds a light into her brilliance and expertise along with her professionalism in knowing just how to get the point across to her readers by way of tales. I wished I was as good at it as she is.

Now if only she will accept my goat sacrifice in her honor. In which it will be the first of many.

Check out her blog. Join it. Be one with it. Learn from it. BE the blog!! Subscribe and follow her blog as you will not be disappointed with the levels of entertainment that she brings. And the expertise of seriousness towards other fateful issues of every day life when humor has no place.

Tell her that DAMBREAKER sent you in her comment section. And be blessed by Aussa’s writings. As well as enjoy them as much as I have this past-almost-a-full-year. I will be sure to put it in with the other important links in the Blog Roll.

Her latest blog post can be found here:

http://aussalorens.com/2014/09/23/say-goodbye-boyfran/

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“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”~  Anaïs Nin

Even though I am not well, I am going to write this story to you because I feel that you need to know about it.

Today is Food Pantry day and as I waited patiently for my turn to go in and then immediately get home, I overheard this woman who (according to herself) is in her 80’s visiting with a neighbor.

She works with this neighbor as sort of a payee. Helping to sort out bills, rent, and the like.

She wasn’t around for very long and then as I was sitting in the hallway, she makes a mention right in front of me that she’s about to get married in the next few days. So the next time we see her, she will be a wife.

It was also mentioned by her that she didn’t really “see it coming” and even after being content of being a widow for the past 34 years, she’s going to take the vows again in her life.  it-is-never-too-late

To be in her 80’s and doing this, really does renew my own faith in what love can do. Love can triumph. Love will persevere.

It a nation where it seems as if love doesn’t seem to be at the front of every day lives, this story slips in and changes everything that I had ever thought I knew about love.

 

 

 

 

“He’s going to have to understand that the minister is not giving him options from a menu.”

This is making a splash on Facebook at the moment, so I might as well share it here as well.

A little while ago, I ended up crossing paths with a woman that I had dated. She was bold in telling me that she was getting married to the man that she is now currently with. Deep down, I thought “Why would I care?”, but what came out was “Well good for you!”.

So then she began to tell me how funny this man is, and he keeps her cracking up. But then she began to go into comparisons between him and I. Clearly, she would always give him the advantage.

As I began to attempt to bring the conversation to a close… just to get her to shut up… she began to forcefully insist that I get them something for the wedding, that way, “I” didn’t look bad.

I told her that I would pass on the idea and she became furious, demanding I tell her why. (And she wonders why I broke up with her?). I told her that I wasn’t going to get a gift for a wedding that I was not invited to, and before she thought about it, I didn’t want to be invited either.

As insistant and bitchy as she was, I finally asked her what her address was. Apparently, that was a satisfactory response. And then I told her that I would send something.

Later that evening, I went to the store and bought some stamps. My gift for them was going to be sent in the mail.

What was my gift, you wonder?? I sent the soon-to-be husband: A sympathy card. Complete with my condolences and a written prayer. (I will call him ‘Jim’.)

“Dear Jim, congratulations! And my complete condolences to you for what you are about to endure. Oh Lord, forgive him for he knows not what he does.”

A couple of days after I sent that in the mail, I get an e-mail from Jim. I figured that he was going to just scream and fuss and everything like that. But instead, he invited me to lunch so that “we could talk”.

I declined his invitation. He wanted to know why I sent a sympathy card and wondered if there was something to know about his soon-to-be bride that I knew, that he did not.

He was confused. She on the other hand, was pissed off!!!

He asked if I had any advice for him as he enters into this union with her. He wanted to know what the relationship was like between her and I. But that’s our business, not his. The same as it is none of my business what they do together.

But the only thing that I told him was that “when the minister asks ‘for richer or for poorer, for better or worse’, that the minister was not giving him options for him to choose from.

And that’s when I heard from her again today with her screaming and yelling at me in ALL CAPS. The e-mail address from her was blocked as I laughed my butt off.

After all that talk that she thought her man was hilarious and had a greater sense of humor, I figured they would get a kick out of it. But no.

So anyways, I do feel bad for the guy. Having to live a life with her like that. I told someone on Facebook that a rimshot needed to be struck as soon as he says, “I do.”

 

This blog post is for my friends as they are getting married this evening.

Michael Millsap, bassist of the band, SIX MINUTE CENTURY, is getting married to Lori. Both of whom I am so abundantly proud to be able to call my friends.

Unfortunately, I am unable to attend due to uncontrollable circumstances. And most likely that by the time I finish writing this blog post, Lori will be cruising up the aisle.

I’ve known Lori just a little bit longer than I have known Michael. But all in all, I’d have to say that when I met them both in person back in April, it was like a dream come true for me. They’ve also had me tag along with them as I was able to see my first SIX MINUTE CENTURY show. They both made me feel comfortable and cared for. And that was something that was new to me at the time. Without the generosity and friendship from the both of them, I’m not sure where I would be today. Definitely, I would not be such a hardcore fan of SIX MINUTE CENTURY as Lori was the one who introduced me to their music.

Later this evening, they will have a reception and SIX MINUTE CENTURY will perform. It kills me not to be able to go, but moreso, not being able to share this moment with them because they’ve both meant so much to me in my journey with the band. Having band mentors, has always worked out in my favor.

But, it won’t be the last time the band plays. I know that there will be other times where I can go see them. And of course, I can go and visit with my friends any time I want. In fact, I think it would be safe to say that the entire circle down there wishes that I would move there to be closer so I wouldn’t have to miss anything.

All I can say is: I’m working on it.

Michael: You are super moist! I owe a lot to you for your kindness. You have been a great teacher in Frothtonomy, and an excellent source for musical inspiration. I appreciate all that you have done for me in the past year or so. As I said to you earlier, mucho love.

Lori: The one who reigns in the metal world. I owe so much more to you. Your friendship is priceless. I am so grateful to have been put on a path that crossed yours in this life. I love you mucho too. 

Both of you: Congratulations. I will return to the area soon. Blessings upon you as you enter marriage.

This is blog is my wedding gift to you. Your own corner of the Internet composed specifically for you and this happy event. And it has been known that this blog reaches people WORLDWIDE.

Michael’s personal blog, Frothtonomy, can be found in the blog roll to the left. Also there are a few websites for the band, SIX MINUTE CENTURY as well. Check them all out.

Today. The 16th of July 2011. Today would have been the 50th wedding anniversary of my parents.

Fifty years is a very long time. A marriage that lasts that long seems almost impossible in the 21st Century, with the divorce rate as it is today. It seems as if married couples cannot even make it to their fifth wedding anniversary, much less 50 years of marriage.

But today is especially difficult for me because my parents were only married 26 years & 10 days before my mother died of cancer. She left behind a husband and four children. And now it is very hard to fathom the possibility of what it would have been like if my parents to have been married for so long.

I have in my bedroom the wedding cake topper that was on their wedding cake so many years ago. And I am sure that my father still has the wedding photo album somewhere in his home.

This day has already become emotional for me. And it is approaching 3:00 AM. So I do not know what the rest of the day will be like. Probably full of tears and memories. My mind is totally full of wonder. Trying to imagine what it would be like for my parents to have been able to celebrate a milestone anniversary. I wonder how much different my own life would be today, if they had been able to celebrate. But it something that I will never know.

July is a roller coaster month for my family. At least it is for me. I would not really want to speak for the rest of my siblings nor my father. We are the same blood, the same family, yet so very different in how we have managed our own lives during these certain days.

My father just celebrated his birthday a few days ago. Then the rememberance of their wedding anniversary, and then a few days later after that towards the end of the month, would be the anniversary of my mother’s passing. It has always been extremely difficult for me. I will blog again when that anniversary comes and deal with the topic of the loss of my mother.

Today, I miss her. And I love her. And I am ever so happy, grateful, and appreciative to my mother for giving birth to me.

Each person deals with grief differently. I do my best with it. Dealing with death has never been, nor will it ever be something easy.

So as I retire for bed (at last), I will think of my mother and tell her that I love her still.