In My Life...

There are people in my blog world that I tend to associate with people from my real life here on earth. I'm going to list some and give short explanations, but with this disclaimer attached: If you're earth-match seems like a dork, or a bitch, or a whore...please don't think I'm calling you that. I just mean that you remind me of that person and their personalities, not their downfalls....even though their personalities tend to have something to do with their downfalls...oh well. There are some people I'll talk about today that just remind me of a type of person in my life, or the type of person I've always wanted in my life. Bla Bla Bla

I hope everyone enjoys and no one is offended!

Ms. Moon reminds me of this incredible women named Deb who helped me through a rough time. I was in an unhappy marriage and although I was blessed with three lovely daughters from that union, I was never happy with my relationship with their father. It was after Olivia was born that I started to spend some of my free time on a Theology message board. I'm not of any religion per se, but I enjoy debating and reading debates.
Anyways, on the social pages of that message board I met Deb. She was natural, generous and thoughtful. We had an instant online 'connection' and she taught me how to do all kinds of crafty things like soap making and candle making. When I had a rough day I turned to her and she was so kind and helpful. When times got really rough after Maxine was born we talked on the phone for hours and she was a pillar of strength for me at that time. We don't keep in touch as much anymore, the random email here and there, but she's always in my heart!

Sam (Sam and I just lerve each other) reminds me of the older sister I never had. I'm the oldest of five kids and I thought being the younger kid would be the bees knees. Someone to listen but still jab at you in that way that makes you want to be better, do better. I remember helping my siblings with their homework, or helping them button a shirt and thinking how nice that would have been to have someone help me with that stuff! That's what Sam reminds me of, an older sister that is assertive, but caring. And awesome. And award winning!

OWO reminds me of my first college buddy, Jenn. We met first day of orientation, sitting in the hallway of our ancient dorm, sweating our non-existent balls off, listening to a very boring R.A. tell us all the rules of our hall. I thought this was so pointless and ridiculous, there were only 6 of us on that floor... I looked over and Jenn was pulling a flask out of her purse without hiding it and taking a big swig. She had a smoke tucked behind her ear and had this mess of frizzy red hair radiating out and around a dirty white hankerchief. She didn't care what anyone thought and I was instantly taken with her. We spent the next couple years joined at the hip, she even dropped classes to take ones I was taking. She was charasmatic, sexual and often egotistical to a fault. She and I left school the same semester, she was pretty much kicked out for smoking pot in the kitchen of the cafeteria, I was pregnant with Rose. She came and visited me a few times after that, but over time we drifted away into our new lives. I think of her everyday.

Prosy reminds me of my daughter Rose. Charming and empathetic, she has a tough exterior that's easy to see through. Although she has a biting wit and an acerbic tongue, I can see that she is kind and sweet. I look forward to her posts and comments.

Steamy reminds me of myself. The self that only comes out with Jeremiah, actually. I'm constantly saying highly inflammatory and ridiculously inappropriate things when we're alone. I think sometimes I even shock him, although he's pretty darn inappropriate himself.
I like to think that I'm as clever as her, but the truth is I'm absolutely not.
But we'll pretend for now and everything will be okay...yes...everything is just fine...

Mr. Condescending reminds me of a boy I met at an airforce base outside of Philadelphia. I can't remember the name of the base, I just know that I was staying there over a long weekend with my cousin while she was visiting her then fiance, who was stationed there. He had a friend, a boy from New Orleans who was absolutely hilarious. He had a drawl and although his voice sounded very down south, he was intelligent and quick witted. I ended up hanging out with him a lot over the next couple days and he never tried anything with me. I hadn't been interested in him in that way either, so I figured there was no chemistry, or maybe he was just shy with girls. On the way home from our trip my cousin wanted to hear all about the time I spent with him, assuming that we 'hooked up'. When I told her that we didn't she was absolutely shocked. She said he had a reputation as being the 'sluttiest' guy there. This pissed me off for two reasons, one that she was letting her little cousin hang out with the 'sluttiest' guy on base and two, why the hell would he get with every girl on the earth except for me? I wrote to him as soon as I got home and waited and waited and waited for an answer. After a whole year I got a letter from Louisiana...it simply said sorry for taking so long to get back to you. I thought you were cute, but way too young for me.
Duh. He once again proved himself way way more clever than me.

MissChief reminds me of a girl I went to high school with, Erika. We had a lot of the same friends and some of the same classes, but for some strange reason I had this feeling that she definitely hated me. She would never start talking to me, only answer questions...and would exclude me often from conversation or plans. We were similar, and I could tell we would get along if she would just let me in a little bit. But saying that, or admitting that, would be just too uncool than our teenage selves could handle. I saw her the other day while Jeremiah, Elijah and I were having lunch, we looked right at each other and looked away. It was kind of sad.