tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61058705306415156422024-02-20T08:20:58.893-06:00Writing my life away!Hello! Welcome to my world! I plan to write tid bits about my life, musings of my "sitcom worthy" dating life, poetry and short stories to entice you into reading my blog. Happy reading and thanks for dropping by!Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.comBlogger674125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-55699590699525920092022-10-03T01:43:00.001-05:002022-10-03T01:43:10.997-05:00Chapter 56The sunlight peeping through the curtains, stir her from her sleep. Her eyes open and she rubs them a bit before sitting up in bed. Eyes now focused, she smiles and hugs herself. Mmmmmm "Happy Birthday gorgeous" she whispers to herself. "Chapter 56 let's go!" And so begins another year around the sun for her. New beginnings, new opportunities, success, financialYvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-18355625582523963532021-11-14T23:37:00.001-06:002021-11-14T23:37:25.838-06:00Sunday Night Thoughts My last post was prompted by events that occurred over the weekend. The thing about social media is that no matter how big we think this world is, it really isn't. Someone inevitably knows someone, that knows someone, that knows you, that knows him or her -whatever the case may be. And so, no matter how very hard you have worked on yourself these past two years to get to aYvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-73019182128391387812021-11-14T23:06:00.003-06:002021-11-14T23:06:35.643-06:00achethey came like waves crashing unto the shoreflooding my mind with memoriesof youof usi close my eyes and transport myself to the day we first methow nervous we both werethe flirting we loved to tease one anotherour blossoming friendshipthe spur of the moment trips to the book store for no reasonour countless and very opinionated conversations,sitting together without speaking a word yetYvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-42327346458207715752021-11-07T19:06:00.001-06:002021-11-07T19:06:05.628-06:00Whirlwind Greetings and salutations bloggies,By now we are in full blown Thanksgiving mood am I right? But I still have October on my mind. Ahh yes, the month that for everyone except Texas, is the beginning of Fall. Color changing leaves, brisk air hugging our beings, Halloween parties, spooky stories and of course, my birthday to kick it off. I hope your 31 days of Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-79047219021103067232021-11-07T18:35:00.001-06:002021-11-07T18:35:18.686-06:00Tragedy at NRG ParkHello bloggies. By now, most of you, if not all, have heard about the tragedy that occurred in my fair city on Friday night at a Travis Scott concert. My heart aches for all of the victims and their families. My head is still spinning, wondering how going to such a normal activity such as attending a concert, can turn so deadly. I know, I know, bad things happen anywhere Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-43926759099548120032021-10-03T02:26:00.001-05:002021-10-03T02:26:18.831-05:00Happy Birthday to Me Another yearA new beginningA clean slate365 days of opportunitiesto loveto be lovedto laughto dreamto fulfill my dreamsto live passionatelywith purposeto be kindto listento inspireto make amendsto celebrate to start overto tryto failto try againI was gifted another year of life. This is fifty-five.Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-44526465256397211992021-09-14T00:41:00.001-05:002021-09-14T00:41:14.863-05:00Whirlwind -Inside my mind and other quandaries Texas froze. People froze to death, literally. A new variant emerged. Governor Abbott and a bunch of other imbeciles decided they know what's best for women in the state of Texas and took away our right to choose. (for the record, not that it is anyone's business, I'm pro-life. However, I take issue with those that want to decide what is best for any woman's body.&Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-89755584354917402732021-05-17T00:24:00.001-05:002021-05-17T00:24:09.805-05:00Rainy SundayRainy SundayRest. Don't think. Don't do. Just live in the moment.Most times the it is a blessing.Today it was a curse.Too much time to let my mind wander aimlesslyworse case scenariosnever-ending problemstragic endingsworrypity this is not about ideas for my next story or poemLots of talking myself off the ledge of anxietyThe thunder breaks my fallOnce again I escape the abyssYvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-900556671408098022021-05-12T00:41:00.000-05:002021-05-12T00:41:10.286-05:00Achy Breaky BodyGetting older is a blessing and a curse. A blessing because we are alive and kicking. A blessing because we have opportunities to make a difference, to let our light shine, to be our best self and create our life in the manner we see fit. A blessing because we can right a wrong. Ah but the flipside of that coin is the curse. All of a sudden, a new day brings about a Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-69489072753818034092021-05-06T23:24:00.000-05:002021-05-06T23:24:50.652-05:00Dating Vibes -Got Any?To date or not to date? That is the question. What is the answer? Well for me, it's the latter. I have not been on a real date in a very long time. I'm talking since before the pandemic days. Why you ask? Hmm, the short answer is that I am not sure why. I've always been a social butterfly and meeting people has never been a problem for me, so again,Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-80793061540539895532021-04-30T00:41:00.002-05:002021-04-30T00:41:29.491-05:00Wheels Up!I did a thing last week. I hopped on a plane and it took me away. Far away. My first vacation in over a year. A year. Wow, how surreal. My friends and I traveled to the Caribbean waters of Cancun, Mexico. For four days and three nights, paradise was ours. No worries, no anxieties, no cares in the world. Nothing but sun, clear blue waters and sand inYvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-44113117965543171292021-03-15T23:46:00.001-05:002021-03-16T14:45:21.783-05:00when my mind wonders...my love,i often wonder if you still think of me when you look up at night and see the beautiful, mystical moon illuminating your corner of the world. or if, on a particularly beautiful day where the sky is as blue as the ocean but peppered with a few white, puffy clouds, i wonder if you try and form shapes out of them just like i used to do.i wonder about alot of things. butYvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-79213334982628536932021-02-27T00:55:00.003-06:002021-02-27T00:55:28.287-06:00That One Time in Texas...When It Froze**I started writing this over a week ago. Right after the "big freeze". But I did not finish writing it until tonight.** A week ago I woke up to a cold, wintry morning. No I was not dreaming and yes I was totally sober. Upon getting out of bed I immediately felt a draft that wasn't there the night before. There was a kind of an 'extra' chill in the air. I Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-61851915270435378412021-02-11T23:46:00.000-06:002021-02-11T23:46:03.573-06:00Mother Nature Is DrunkWhat is up with this crazy weather? Me thinks that Mother Nature has been sneaking into someone's liquor stash. I mean, how else would you explain all this bitter cold making it's way into Texas? Yeah it snows in parts of Texas and yeah we are still in the winter season, and sure, we are used to cold temperatures for a a day or two. Oh and by cold temperatures I mean 40 to 50 degrees,Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-36113875900289437862021-01-16T23:49:00.004-06:002021-01-18T02:26:48.448-06:00Letter to My Future LoveI wrote this a few years ago for Valentine's Day. I know February 14th is still weeks away but with so much negativity and hate being spewed these days, I decided to post it again -for old time's sake. And, to put the universe on notice that I am ready for love to find me. Maybe it will work this time. -Enjoy bloggies :)_______________________________________My Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-88400551802853577432021-01-12T01:31:00.002-06:002021-01-12T01:31:21.832-06:00The More Things Change... Last week three different friends lost their mom and dad. Covid being the reason for two of the deaths and the other one I am not sure what happened. Indeed, it was a very sad and painful start to the week. Two of those friends I've known since grade school and the other friend, I met her through work, over twenty years ago. I can't even begin to imagine the pain they must be Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-73537074127877303372021-01-06T23:22:00.001-06:002021-01-06T23:22:11.961-06:00January 6, 2021In my head I had all the words that I wanted to write. But my heart is just not in it. Not this time. Today's events by the domestic terrorists/thugs, made me sick. Physically sick. Nothing about what happened was American or patriotic. Nothing.America is broken and crying tonight.-peace.Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-74407340197609603562020-12-31T01:34:00.001-06:002020-12-31T01:34:36.536-06:00New Years Eve -The 2020 VersionWhat a year eh? What.A.Year. To say that it's been a rough one is an understatement. It's been way more than that. Try Uncertain. Painful. Frustrated. Bitter. Angry. A nightmare. Unimaginable. Ridiculous. Full of loss and mourning for many, with small fragments of happy moments for others. The list is infinite. The feeling of helplessness remains. &Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-72443989261943880792020-12-31T00:47:00.003-06:002020-12-31T00:47:56.163-06:00Miss Live Music? I Do Too Greetings and Salutations Bloggies!About a month ago I was asked by my friend, Jesse Sendejas, if I would be interested in participating in an upcoming article he was writing for the Houston Press, an online newspaper that features local news, entertainment and the like. I didn't hesitate to say yes. He was going to be writing about concerts -musical acts that we had seen more Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-45249295544817902402020-12-16T01:13:00.003-06:002020-12-16T01:13:54.907-06:00On A Cold December Night -The After Midnight Version It's not that I purposely set out to stay up late. I don't. I just get this burst of energy around the same time every night. It's 12:40 a.m. right now but you couldn't even tell, the way my brain is juggling a million little things all at once. Yes even as I write. It's quite a party happening in my mind right now. Where was I? Oh yes. My weird Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-81518204479140137652020-11-29T01:16:00.000-06:002020-11-29T01:16:26.288-06:00Thanksgiving -the Misfit Thanksgiving was so weird and awkward this year. It was the Herme the elf of holidays-at least for me. (Herme was the elf in Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer that didn't want to be an elf but instead wanted to be a dentist, thus my reference) No local parades or tree lighting ceremonies. No lots of things that we are all used to. But that just goes with the "norm" that has been Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-81384538210921783522020-11-22T01:07:00.000-06:002020-11-22T01:07:01.071-06:00First Time for EverythingEarlier this afternoon, I experienced something that had never happened to me in my whole 54 years of living on this earth. While paying the cashier at the grocery store, my mom asked the cashier a question about one of the products we had just purchased. I busied myself with putting my credit card back into my wallet and grabbing the cart full of our store bought goodies. It Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-83924784259412693272020-09-28T00:30:00.002-05:002020-09-28T00:30:44.724-05:00Anticipation -no not like the song When it comes to birthdays, I'm a kid. A big kid. I love birthdays. I love parties and having people over or going out to celebrate. I love cake and flowers and presents. Especially the presents. I love being spoiled -even if I am the one doing the spoiling. I'm totally worth it. I just love it. I don't really pay much attention to the number.Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-65871713276823416192020-08-17T01:45:00.000-05:002020-08-17T01:45:44.451-05:00To Yvonne With LoveDear Yvonne, I know things are not as you want them to be. I know you are hurting in silence, for so many reasons that to list them, would take an eternity, and well, we just don't have that kind of time. You are a good person. You are a kind soul. You worry too much about everyone, but yourself. Family means everything to you and when one of them is hurting, you Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6105870530641515642.post-80967366905009334992020-06-25T00:09:00.000-05:002020-06-25T00:09:03.136-05:00The Saga ContinuesAs much as I don't want to write about the Covid, I can't help but to do just that.
It's surrounding us.
Holding us hostage.
Some will survive.
Some will die.
We can't escape it even though we try. Oh how we try.
Some deny it's very existence.
and become resisters and do not heed warnings.
Others still, do all that is asked and proceed with caution
and Yvonnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08038918668619367960noreply@blogger.com5