52 years ago at 7:33pm on Aug 29th, an extraordinary little baby was born who would grow up to sing, to inspire, to dance, to entertain, to give back to a needy world....a message of LOVE.

Michael, Happy Birthday!!

May your message be heard and understood by all.

http://prosepower.blogspot.com/2010/08/message-is-love.html

The Fashion of the Times: Hot Pants

Back when I was a mere child back in the 70s, I wanted a pair of hot pants or as we call them in present day: booty shorts. I would look in the glamour magazines of the day and fantasize myself as a grown woman wearing a pair of cute hot pants with a pair of white shiny patent leather boots. So fine! My fantasy would be fueled by the fact that at about that time, the neighbor girl Saundra, who was tall and about 18 or 19, would be strolling down the street wearing a pair of beautiful green hot pants. Those shorts were calling my name.

One day I asked my mother if she would buy me some of those shorts Saundra had on and she said, "No you're too young to wear those kind of shorts." I was like, what? I had no idea what she meant until she bought home some green shorts that I swear came down to my knees! Thinking back, they probably didn't actually come down that far. But no matter how long they were, I would roll them up as high as I could when I left the house. So there I was with my rolled up 'hot' pants. Pitiful! I'm sure I looked a hot mess or a cool fool.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

My husband/ex-husband came over today and saw a couple of Michael Jackson mags I had laying around and asked me, "Michael Jackson? You still like him? I thought you'd be through with him by now." ARE YOU FUKIN' KIDDING ME? Is he serious? I just looked at him like 'what are u talking about'? That has to fall under the catagory and be added to the list of 'All Time Stupid Things' he has said. Uh... it's not Michael Jackson I'm through with, it's you!

The Message Is Love

They see the truth and yet they choose lies.
They see the light and yet they choose darkness.
They hold each other and yet they are alone
They find the tree of life but yet they die
The drawback is that once you find it, then you lose it
For matter is in the heavens, cradled upon windswept acts of kindness
The hands matter because they can carry the child
Make yours carry beyond the celebratory palette of the living

Run in the direction of self awareness
Can quiet be heard upon the winds of eight?
Music made me remember peace
They seek opportunity and get nothing
They confine love in their heart when they should dispense it among their fellow man
Dead on the mark; the target slowed the bullet
East - the path faced them right in front of their face
Loudly I cried in their ears a melody so peaceful a baby could sleep through it
Echoing the message so you can hear
The message is LOVE

A BUG'S LIFE

Here is a little true story I wrote back in 1999:



After eating some delicious burgers, we waddled out of the restaurant, toothpicks in hand, remarking how good the food had been this time. I looked down and I showed my 19-month-old son a small beetle crawling mightily on the concrete beside the car. It was a beautiful hot Texas day and I could almost hear music playing in the background as I showed the insect to him, expecting him to try to pick it up. In that instance, I would vocalize a resounding "no-no!" I was proud to be helping out biologists everywhere, showing my future little scientist a wondrous six-legged specimen amid the hustle and bustle of a busy parking lot. He bent down, getting within six inches of the bug to get a good look at the tiny black insect. Then, he quickly stood up and stomped the bug. He then proceeded to do a Mexican hat dance, ending with outright jumps complete with hand gyrations. I watched the baseball stitching on his little white 5 1/2 sized tennis shoes go up and down on the gray concrete. "Bug dead!" the little exterminator proclaimed. I was flabbergasted and stood there looking at the little bug-mangler with my mouth wide open. Just then my husband said, "Hey, close your mouth before a fly flies in there. We don't wanna have to have him kill that too!"

http://www.prosepower.com/bugslife.html

Being An Adult is So Overated!

I know, isn't it? Yesterday, the shopping channel QVC was on in the background when my daughter came downstairs and sat in the chair across from me. I was busy working on the computer, not paying alot of attention to the tv. The financial guru, Suze Orman, was on there selling an item where you can have all your financial information in one place in some shiney case for some astronomical amount. Inside this indestructable case she was selling was some CD roms whereby u could make your own Will, Trust, Power of Attorney and a whole butt load of other things. Suze was explaining all this stuff and u know her mouth runs about 99 miles an hour. My daughter was looking at the program and then she said, "Mom do you really need all that stuff?" I said, "Well yes u do. Suze is right, you need a Will when you die and a Revocable Trust so the court and the govt won't take all your money when you die... and a Power of Attorney if you're in an accident and you can't speak for yourself so nobody won't take your money... and insurance so you don't go bankrupt paying your medical bill from the accident you just had.... and so on and so on. Pretty soon I was running off at the mouth trying to explain stuff to a 15 year old and talking like Suze Orman but at only 90 miles an hr. When I was through, my daughter says, "Man, being an adult sucks!" And I said, "yeah it does. Being an adult is so overrated! Let's go play some DDR."

I Smile When I See A Rainbow

I saw three rainbows several weeks ago. One was a double rainbow! And all this was at a time when I really needed to see a rainbow. I hadn't seen a rainbow in a long time-- like years. A part of me wanted to go run out and find the end of the rainbow so I can get that pot of gold! I always feel such peace when I see a rainbow and I know it's a promise from God that everything will be OK.

A little story: When I was much younger and hadn't been married too long back then, I was very troubled about something but I never told anyone. I had a little toddler and I was so worried that my husband was going to be sent to Iraq. Matter of fact, it was just about certain. One day after work, walking to my car in the parking lot, I saw the brightest rainbow in the sky. I felt such peace when I saw that rainbow and it was like a voice saying, "Everything will be alright." That next day, President Bush (the first one) announced that he was ending the Gulf War.

So that's why I smile when I see a rainbow.

Friday the 13th

Did you survive this superstitious day?

I don't necessarily pay alot of attention to superstitions. I didn't even realize it was Friday the 13th until not too long ago or I would of made this post earlier. I really don't care about the superstition of walking under ladders but I will try to avoid doing that cause it's kinda weird to walk under a ladder. So I don't do it. Splitting poles when I'm walking with someone -- I consciencely try not to do that one but if I do I don't freak over it.

I really didn't know what a superstition was until one day when I was a kid, I was in the car with a friend of mine and her mother was driving. All of a sudden a black cat crossed in front of the car. She stopped the car at that moment in the middle of the road and backed up and went around the block to get back on course to where we were going. I asked my friend why did her mother do that and she looked at me like I was stupid and said, "A black cat crossed in front of the car!" I thought to myself, wtf does that have to do with anything but I didn't ask anymore questions. LOL, I just thought, "Man these ppl are weird!" Later I found out that her mom was superstitious and a black cat crossing in front of u was bad luck. Who knew!

Do You Love Yourself?

Love thy neighbor as thyself. I came across those words while goofing around on the internet. Do people really know how to love themselves? How can you love a neighbor if u don't love yourself?

Do you love yourself?
Do you look in the mirror and smile
Do you hold your head up
Kick back once in a while

Do you check the key to your heart
Is it in a safe place?
Open it up sometime
Inspect the contents, just in case

Don’t run away from yourself!
Your sweetness is earth’s embrace
Cause when you take time to love you first
Everything else will interlace

Beauty in, beauty out
Don’t put the ME on a shelf!
So once again, I have to ask
Do you love yourself?