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Created with Adobe Spark Break Up: The beginning  Melissa dumped me today. So, obviously I threw a fucking fit and now I won’t ever see her again, not after what happened today. I don’t really know what the fuck I can do now.  I haven’t really come to terms that the one person I wanted to wilt and die with no longer feels the same. I can barely function. All day long, it feels as if I’ve been repeating the same actions over and over again. I head down the hall of my townhome, sit down in the dining room table, then get back up and head back down the hall to see if I had forgotten my phone in the den. I hadn’t, since it’s in my hand the whole time, but it didn’t keep me from getting up a second time. I also have come to the realization that maybe, now that she’s gone, these are actions that were once automatic and now, I am very well aware of them. Somehow, this all feels, like a new experience, but I can’t help fighting with the facts – we were together for so ...

I’m at the point in my life where I have the perfect life. I’ve an amazing wife with two beautiful children. I can keep my family from living in poverty. I have the best job in the world. I have no complaints. I just won a few awards. Not just any awards. I won three Academy awards in one night. And I’ve only been in the game two years. I beat DiCaprio at this point. He congratulated me at the after party. It was the best night of my life. A few months later, I got a call from my agent with amazing news, “Lizzie, I just got you the best role. You alongside DiCaprio! He personally asked for you to play the leading role!” I just couldn’t believe it. Not even an hour later I was on a plane to California to meet with Leo and talk about my role in the film. I was ready to start. But that’s not what happened that night. Not at all. I pulled up to a huge white mansion, away from the city life of California. The lot was surrounded by towering mountains. The sky was sapphire, and the ...

Zero Degrees - Arlington Over the week, a coworker mentioned a place in Arlington that served fries smothered in Hot Cheetos and fuity, frozen drinks topped with Tajin chilli. A woman's dream. So, naturally, I had to check it out. *Cue A Thousand Miles * Making my way to Arlington,  Driving Fast,  Cars, they pass And I'm food bound.... Anyways, a little background: Siblings Ken, San and Trinity, according to the Zero Degrees Company website , launched Zero Degrees in 2013 in Orange County under Zero Italian Ice and Custard - which you did good with a name change. Described as Asian-Hispanic fusion, they serve coffee, tea and it is the House of the Mangonada priding themselves on quality, customer service and environment.  As we arrived, there were no lines to be seen, but the place was already full inside with a small number of seating arrangements. Luckily, we found seats outside the restaurant and after five minutes we received our...

Hey, ya'll... I just heard about this this morning on NBC, but Trump wants a military parade. What the fuck? Don't we already do that for Veterans Day? Major cities like NY and Dallas have parades that honor out vets and troops. In all honesty, my first thoughts were: That is something fucking DICTATORS do!!! And who is paying for this? The American taxpayers. A waste of money! If we want to celebrate our military, let's use that money we spent on a fucking parade and use it for programs for out vets. While, I still hold belief in the majority of those thoughts, I did do my research and after doing so, it seems like America is no longer in touch with it's military. Plenty of those who serve feel as if they are isolated from the ideas and way of living of those they have sworn to protect. That is made worse by the fact that young people don't really know someone who has served, or is serving in the the military. I, myself, know a good amount of people who have...

At the end of the day, we’re only human. No matter how much of an asshole we are sometimes. Humans – curious and funny little creatures that popped on the earth like popcorn in the right conditions and took over as number one species on this,  a small, tiny rock. Unlike others on this planet, we let our emotion get in the way of our actions. Well, more like affect the nature of our actions. And we can be quite nasty. Some more than others. Human emotion is very strong and can be tapped, seemingly easy. The spot I left my car in last night. Gone, this morning. Like when you get your car towed. For an idiotic reason and you’d be responsible for the cost, that you don’t have to pay, by the way, and you’d be screwed for the rest of the day. Then you march into the manager’s office and let her know you’re going to get a lawyer for not fucking telling you, and she bust out a page that basically says: Park in reverse, get towed, bitch. And at the left ha...

What a world, what a world.. Who else says that? Was it the wicked witch of the West? I’ve no idea, but she melted sooo.. This Friday is so important and hectic. Especially for me..with work – dispatching my life away…and dreaming, something we all do. We’re dreamers of big hopes, big accomplishments and dreamers of leaving a big impact on this tiny rock we call home. My husband is also a dreamer. Literally. He lives as a dreamer, day and night. He never stops dreaming. Dreaming that his country, America, will take care of him, just like we, as citizens, try to take care of her. Isn’t that crazy? Is that too much to ask for? A piece of paper and a shit ton of rich cats have the power to decide your fate. I’ve not lost hope. Never, because life does go on, and that should always be on your noggin. How are things on the other side of the world? I hear Russia is having a field day with those cold temps, FYI, TX is getting hit with Artic blasts, and they aren’t fun…at ...

Well, damn.  For a fact, I've never paid much attention to the political world and it's ins and outs, but this current administration really has opened my eyes.  Jesus, what a joke, really.  I can't imagine what the rest of the world sees us as now. Do you care? What embarrassment. Out of the intelligent people that exist, we got Trump as leader of the "Free World"...Well I'll be damned.  It's crazy for me to sit here and actually watch this crap come out of his mouth. And then the guy tweets. He fucking tweets like robin.  GAWDAMN! Lay off the twitter.  As President, you'd think he'd carry more class with himself and remind himself that he is in charge of 300 million or so Americans.  But he is a business man, and he is running this county like a company, and we're the employers.  Ugh.  Eek.  Anyways.. I've a poem for you all.  I'll have it set for you at the bottom. How crazy! And then the whol...

It is cold in here. Well, finally we approach a new year and in Texas, a new season...winter, which will last maybe up until March, but we are in Texas, so....sunny days?? How were your Holidays??? Ready to celebrate the new year? I am. I think we know that. You? This year will be to put our talking to the walking. School, job, attitude. All three that deserve, and are welcoming, the change you need. I know it can be scary to jump, but it will be the best thing you have done all year. You will land on a whole other cliff, which soon, you will have to leap from all over again. This life is about discovery and excitement. We can no longer find it when we stay in the same spot and realized we've visited the same corner countless times. I have been stuck in the same spot, and have been so damn scared to leave, to jump. But it is human nature to keep going, to keep your dreams alive. We can't be part of the world that lets dreams die, if we do, we let ourselves down, no...

You guys, it has been a long ass time!!! Writing on a slow ass tablet....Thanks Verizon! Anyways, how are we doing, lovers?! How are the poems?! Speaking of, I passed my classes!!!! Journalism, watch out!!! Yaaaaasss, bitch!!! Wassup?!? Feels good to know that life moves forward and only on. I just asked for a raise and those sons of bitches let me down. So, I get to look for a new job...any suggestions? Or openings??? Weird, but I know I'm fine, and I'll find something even better!! Because we have to keep a good attitude. What a world! What a world..... I LITERALLY have been wanting to have a change, honestly, I have been dreaming and waiting for this moment for such a long time, and it is here. Time to move on to a new job, new life as A MARRIED WOMAN, and look forward to all the new and exciting changes. Remember, the only constant in your life should be change...if not, are you really living?? Merry Christmas, YA FILTHY ANIMAL!!!! MUAH, Barbie Lissette

The window was wiped clean this time, not even the stroke of the damp cloth that had skimmed its surface was visible. The light shone in through it without any bents or distortion. Just straight in like it always does. Beyond the window, the grass danced along to the rhythm of the wind. The dew on the grass made it seemed as if they naturally produced glitter, and the lake that ran alongside it, ebbed flawlessly. The fish jumped in and out of the water as if they danced along with the grass. In the distance, an owl, or maybe just a white bird, stares in through the window, I can’t really tell. As I sat down at my desk, I could feel my heart growing louder, even though, it barely moved. My thoughts were racing in my head, I could hardly contain myself. I sit here for what seems ever, yet, it ends before the fish can jump back out to dance. It all happens so quick, that I forget that it’s happened before: I walk in, take the pills, and sit down as I look out the window, the ...

Fucking A. So a schmoke and some wine while the husband cooks lasagna. Box dinner specialty. Yea, I got it like that. On the wine, those are Roscato Rose and Roscato Rosso, which is best. Anyways, This week has been a fun one - we've become owners of a new bed! All of it new! Real cheap too, on Amazon. This may not be anything of a big deal to most, but it is fucking amazing for us! Especially for me since I've never owned a brand new mattress. They've always been 'used'. Spare me your thoughts. Anyways, not only was the fact of getting a new bed exciting for us. For me, we were finally getting rid of the 'slut bed', or so I call it. But, Why? Duh - he's had that bed since fuck knows when, who knows how many cunts have been in there and set their juices in. Including mine! I moved in with him three years ago, in to his apartment, and since then we've had the same bed. We've always talked about getting a new one, b...

Hello, Motherlovers. How many of us are sitting in front of their laptop wondering what to do with the day and realizing it is being wasted away every second you sit there and type away? No? Me neither. What silly creatures we all are. Today I got to thinking that no matter how rich and famous, or poor and unknown we are at the end of the day, just meat bags. Stand in front of your mirror and stare at yourself, naked. That is all you are and ever will be. That is your present, past, future. And all that is unique to you. What matters, is what that strong skull of yours protects. And, yet here we are, pretending our minuscule issues actually mean a damn. Realize we all go through the same ideas, and feelings, we just interpret them in our own way. Intelligent Life. I just heard news about an interstaller object that came and went on it's way. Never to return. I think about the endless number of asteroids and comets that go flying by every second, and we don't...

Good Morning, Motherlovers.. Sometimes, I feel like a total cunt. I know I can be. Things I say come out so mean and hurtful sometimes and it is so natural to me to speak in such ways that it surprises me when people find something I say offensive, especially when, I think and hope, I choose my words carefully. And as a blogger, I don't do my best to choose my words carefully, I just speak'em and type'em, the way it would be had you and I had a conversation in person. That's just me typing, but let's backtrack to the conversation part, because when it comes to actually HAVING a conversation with in real life, it can go one or two ways. I can talk your ear off or I can have absolutely nothing to say. At all. No comment. No thoughts. Nothing. No matter how much I find the topic interesting and how long we've known each other has nothing to do with which way it goes. Does that make me a bitch? Because I don't feel like interacting 24/7? Do I ...

Motherlovers!! I used to think getting married at a young age was like leaving the party to early.. But, the fucking party was lame to begin with. Like, I said, I thought that. And in a way I still do, but not for myself. Fucking A, right? I think that for other women. Why? Because deep down in my cold, black heart, I truly believe I found my knight in streaked armor. My best friend that is the life of the party. And everyone who has ever met him, knows that’s a fact. Even his best friend wanted to marry him. In all seriousness, I wanted to marry the same guy, just years from now, and thought, why not now? Why, wait? I’ve come to the realization that life can end at any moment, for any reason – I’ve grasped the fact that, contrary to popular belief, I am mortal and since modern technology doesn’t hurry the fuck up, I can not, in fact, transfer my consciousness into a machine. So…until then… And as that thought came in, another one came right after – funny...

Hey motherlovers, Does anyone still look up at clouds? I looked up just now, and it was majestic and grand in form over the light blue sky, that to me it appeared to be a phoenix. I haven't looked up in such a long time, it was refreshing. Nostalgic. Anyways.. I have been quiet for a bit? Did you miss me? Please confirm. Other than that this week was a fun one. My sisters and I went to the zoo yesterday, along with my nephews, from left to right, Me, my youngest sister with my oldest nephew, and my second youngest sister. I realized three things quickly... 1. Being an adult at the Zoo, not as fun as I thought it would be 2. It actually depressed me a bit 3. Being a parent seems, and must be, exhausting. I saw that only kids under the age of ten were brought out to the zoo. And that is a heck of a lot of energy already. Especially when they are excited about the caged animals. Oh, and that, just made me feel shitty. Poor animals, never...

Evening, Motherlovers. Does anyone have children? And by children, I mean pets? My husband likes to say that he can only compare giving child birth to the worst pain he has experience, which is slamming his pinky toe - and he's had poison ivy. Therefore, I can only compared having children to owning pets. I kid. Here's the thing, every morning my cat feels it his duty to wake us up as soon as he is up. As soon as it turns five, he feels it is perfect timing. Chalupa Batman jumps at at the bed, all while meowing, and heads on over to my side, and comes and touches my face with his nose. I don't move, but it wakes me -  but only that half ass wake up. He sees me not moving, so he heads over to my belly and begins to press up and down, continuously, until I get up, and by then, he has already won. But, it doesn't end there. He needs food and water, and I have to open the door for him so he can get out to the balcony. Oh! And he likes to be pet, a lot. Soon, h...

Hey Mother lovers, If you follow me on Facebook, you’ve noticed by now that I’ve fallen into a baking phase. I must be honest, I just like being able to serve sweets that others will enjoy. I see these delectables and wonder how I can make it and make it better. And it feels good when those who eat it, like it. Obviously. I pick recipes from Youtube, I have at least four channels I live for - I will post links down below for you, and I recommend checking them out. As of late though, I check on google for recipes and it leads me to other bloggers/websites. I have gotten two recipes for desserts already from a site called The Spruce . Amazing recipes, especially for beginners, like us. And they taste so good and are easily made, so far I tried the souffle  - which I will master GAWDAMNIT, and the vanilla cupcakes..which yes are just as good as they look: Baking, with no surprise, makes a big ol’ mess. Flour everywhere, egg whites drippings on the counter, and I a...

Twenty Nine My oh my Yes time flies   Twenty Eight Was yesterday Plus one has arrived   The sun shines On your parade Go on, have your cake   Twenty Nine What a lovely surprise Life has blessed you with one more ride .

Hey, everybody. On a much more lighter note, I'm not sure if I shared or not with all you nuggets, but I got married last month and so now I wear rings. That's right. Two. And if that isn't news to you, well it was to me! I thought there was only one, nope..turns out we get two rings. Dos. I mean, shit, the most jewelry I've ever worn has been my septum in my nose. But, when i was younger, I wore earings and maybe a necklace here and there, but it never really was my thing. Just no. I honestly think jewelry is a waste of money, but then again my mother loves it, and I did promise her nice ring..so there's that.. The exceptions, of course, are the special days, like Weddings. I have never really worn rings, ever, in my life. Well, except in high school for maybe a few months and thats it since it began to turn green, along with my skin.. Eeww... But other than that, never again. Geez, what a contradiction. Anyways, if you've kept up... As the day ...

Hello, Motherlovers. This morning I woke up to one of the deadliest mass shootings in U.S. History. As of now, there are at least 58 dead and at least 515 injured in Las Vegas. Some deranged being decided to hide like a coward from the 32nd floor of the Mandalay Hotel and shoot into a crowd of 22,000. There was a festival happening. Country Festival, I believe it was. In the infamous Las Vegas - You're out with your friends, and lover (or lovers..wink wink..) But instead of ending the night with drinks, or with a tale that would have been funny in the near future, instead that night was filled with terror. And all I could think of, no matter how selfish it may have been, is it could have been me. I love going to concerts. Just like every one of those people - but instead of enjoying what may have been to some, an amazing night, they lived their last moments in fear. They were so blind to what was just about to take place. What a way to enter October. It makes me so ...