Dvls Angl's blog: "Random Acts of Me........"

Not sure where this came from....but it is so true I Believe: Birth Certificate shows that we were born A Death Certificate shows that we died Pictures show that we lived! Have a seat Relax And read this slowly. I Believe... That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do love each other. I Believe... That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change. I Believe... That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that. I Believe... That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love. I Believe... That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life. I Believe... That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be. I Believe... That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them. I Believe... That you can keep going long after you think you can't. I Believe... That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel. I Believe... That either you control your attitude or it controls you. I Believe... That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences. I Believe... That money is a lousy way of keeping score. I Believe... That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time. I Believe... That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up. I Believe... That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel. I Believe... That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated. I Believe... That it isn't always enough, to be forgiven by others. sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself. I Believe... That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief. I Believe... That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but, we are responsible for who we become. I Believe... That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life Forever. I Believe... Two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different. I Believe... That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you. I Believe... That even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help. I Believe... That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being. I Believe... That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

Ok.....so you know we've all read Dr. Suess books.....but ya know, did you ever really read them. As a kid I really paid no attention to the life lessons they taught...they were just silly and funny and easy to read.....but now as an adult.....I sit and think of what wonderful advice the good doctor has given to us.....I mean really think about it......Did you ever think that Horton could teach us about loyalty........... I meant what I said And I said what I meant An elephant's faithful One hundred per cent! and it's rewards......... And the people came shouting, "What's this all about?...." They looked! And they stared With their eyes popping out! "My goodness! My gracious!" they shouted . "MY WORD!" It's something brand new! IT'S AN ELEPHANT-BIRD!! and it should be, it should be it should be like that! Because Horton was faithful! He sat and he sat! Or the wonderful lessons on equality and justice from Yertle and the Sneetches: I know, up on top you are seeing great sights, But down at the bottom we, too should have rights And the turtles, of course....all the turtles are free As turtles and, maybe, all creatures should be. I'm quite happy to say that the Sneetches got really quite smart on that day, the day they decided that Sneetches are Sneetches and no kind of Sneetch is the best on the beaches. and of course who could forget the Grinch and his awakening to spirituality and the uncommercialized ...... Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before "Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store Maybe Christmas....perhaps.. means a little bit more!" how about the one that seems to be at the very core of issues today.....being true to yourself...... You have brains in your head, You have feet in your shoes You can steer yourself in any direction you choose You're on your own. and you know what you know and YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go Lastly.....Success and the things you will do......and we know Dr. Suess was a huge success So be sure when you step. Step with care and great tact and remember that Life's a Great Balancing Act. and will you suceed? YES! you will, indeed! (98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.) KID, YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS The more that you read, the more things you will know The more that you learn, the more places you'll go Think left and think right and think low and think high Oh, the THINKS you can think up if only you try! So you see! There's no end to the things you might know Depending how far beyond Zebra you go!!!!!!! So, you ask what is the point to all of this.....next time you are looking for that self help book.......try a little Dr. Suess instead......you might just learn the little things again......I know I did...................

Lately in the world of love, I have started to feel like a fish in a stream.....and men are the poles. OK, I know that you are saying......what the f*ck is she talking about....but come now just picture the scenario.......a beautiful day.....fly fishing and boom......... ya know....beautiful cast and the bait is dangling ...... oh but wait........there it goes fading back into the murky depths...... ah no wait here it is again.....damn should I bite at it......nah not yet...... shit lost my chance there it goes again........... no wait...look I see it....back yet again......now I am going after this sucker......... hmmmmm where did it go....what's this....shit there are two now..... hmmmmm nah.....that new one already has one hooked......not going after that, but it does look tasty....... no here mine is back again....... Damn....just got a little taste......and its gone.......but why is that new one sticking around.......... look at that spinner just enticing me.......nope not gonna....... ah....the bite missing, I knew it would be back......... just sticking here waiting........getting ready.......... I GOT IT....... NO wait.....IT GOT ME...... What the HELL... what's that pain...... OMG....it felt so good at first........ WTF.......need to struggle....... pulling.....wait ....hurts too much........ just give up.......... YA GOTS ME...... Moral of this story........it always ends with the fish being EATEN......

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRRRIIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!.... OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...m ust stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe............ OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covere d in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - The water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter "So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor . Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works !!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair.... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE........ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try hair color.....