Why oh why did I agree to the days of truth? Here are days 14-17

Back on October 12, I said I was going to do the 30 days of truth. At the time I thought it was a good idea and would be fun. But each time I write one of those posts, I get my lowest comments AND I get my lowest hits for the day. Also, and more importantly, I hate writing them. I feel like any brain creativity I have goes out the window and I can't seem to hit my writing groove.

But I will carry on and sally forth and all that rot because my mama didn't raise a quitter. And because today I need a stupid blog topic because for some reason the well is running dry. It could be because it's a holiday and I think my brain turned to a candied yam.

So, without further ado:

Day 14: A hero who has let you down (letter)
I don't have a hero who has let me down. I'm not even sure I have a hero. And I'm certainly not writing a letter if I did.

Yeah, I seriously thought about stopping here but I'm dragging this out so I shall continue. (Daddy-O suggested I just jump to something I want to write about on the list but that would be nothing.)

Day 15: Something or Someone you could live without, because you've tried living without it.
AlaskaSam. See previous answer to previous question.

See, some of these are repetitive. Maybe I should write my own 30 days of truth?

Day 16: Someone of something you definitely could live without.
My ex- husband. Click here to read about him (though why you'd want to I wouldn't know because he is such a dickhead), which I answered in a previous question.

See what I mean about repeating itself?

Day 17: a book you've read that changed your views on something
Okay, I can get totally get into this one! As a matter of fact I could write about 30 books that changed my views- maybe that's a list?!

The Year of Living Biblically. The long and the short of this memoir is that author AJ Jacobs decided to spend one year living biblically, or following the rules of the Bible in a literal sense.

But this memoir was so much more than that. The cover of the book lends the reader to think it's probably pretty funny, and it is, much of the time. But there's so much more to it than that; it's following his journey to discover 'something' through religion. His quest took him to a snake handler in Tennessee, Amish country, a gay Evangelical Bible study, an Evangelical church, and into the world of the Hasidic Jews- and much, much more.

This was funny, but to me it was more fascinating and educational. I enjoyed peeping into his daily routine as he tried to live a more Biblical life. I found this to be a thoroughly fun AND an educational read.

As a person who was raised United Methodist and has become an atheist (though a very not very dedicated and rather lax one at that), I found this book gave me lots of food for thought; it's been awhile since I read a book and highlighted passages and took notes; and was reading with about 4 versions of the Bible at hand to look up stuff he mentioned. I liked the dichotomy he found within the Bible and all the different religions' interpretation of the holy word.

Maybe I'm not really a lapsed Methodist and a bad atheist. I'm something, I think, but I'm not sure what. SO, yes, the book changed my view. It didn't solve anything for me, but it made me think and some days that just has to be enough.

So Mr Jacobs, in case you're still Googling yourself and find this post, I LOVED this book and I appreciate your efforts in the year you were biblical. Thanks for providing something that stimulated my interest as well as my brain. It was so good I bought a copy to highlight rather than defacing the public library copy!

Days of truth- Day 10

The 30 days of truth continues with "Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn't know", which is day number 10. (Yes, I plan to finish this someday... maybe)

This is a really diverse question I think. Someone I need to let go isn't necessarily someone I wish I never knew. I wish I never knew SD but I sure have let him go.

The answer is that I probably should've let AlaskaSam go along time ago. For those of you who know me well, know the history I have with that man. Those who read my previous blog, with the past moniker, know the sad, sordid, saga. Those who don't know.... well...

I was married and in college and AlaskaSam and I met and fell in love. Then I got divorced but he was in engaged. He dumped his fiance and I was living with someone. We are the royalty of bad timing. He gave me an ultimatum: move to Alaska or lose me forever. I didn't go. A year later I was ready and he was engaged and said to never call him again. Ten years later, we end up in contact; he's married and I'm single. We meet again, he decides to get a divorce but then doesn't and now we are friends.

I can't explain our connection but he is the only man I've ever loved, and probably will be the only one I ever will. We have a sense of telepathy that's crazy. We are true soul mates who could never get our acts together.

There's obviously more to this story than I could ever tell in one blog post or hundreds. But I love him and miss him every day.

Could be why I can't let him go. And never will.

Maggie Mae O'Sullivan

Princess Weekend and other randomness

• This weekend, this coming Sunday, I'll be 39 years old. I feel every year as I type this post. That aside, I must admit that ITSam is taking is the whole birthday thing pretty seriously. He, all on his own, without any encouragement from me, he's declared it "Princess Weekend." And he's buying me a new tiara. And he said we can do anything I want all weekend long. AND, he said he'll be my "Man Slave." I think I love him. I think he loves me. Damn...
• What is the etiquette for handicapped bathroom stalls? I know that if there's a baby changing table in it, then it's fair game to anyone, right? Or at least I thought so. But what about other times? I was at the mall the other day and the handicapped stall was empty and there was a line of women waiting but no one went in. And this has happened other times when I've been places. Is this right? Are we not supposed to use the handicapped stall like not using the handicapped parking space? What if the bathroom is just a 2 seater? Do we all just stand there and not go and use only 1? I'm so confused.
• Mac is getting tons and tons of stuff from colleges all over the country. I've been told that's pretty standard for college bound seniors. But today he got something from Alaska pacific University. He asked me if he went there could AlaskaSam give him residency and that he could adopt him because he would be a better dad than the one he has.... uh, yeah. O-kay.
• I have a bunch of ring tones on my phone. Mac does tease me a little bit because someone at my age has ring tones but to me it's like have some cell phone organization. Some of my people have ring tones because the song and the person are tied together like ITSam is "True Companion", Patti who lives in Florida has "Margaritaville", my boss that I take pictures for has "Photograph" by Nickleback, XRay Girl and Gulo are "Hey Soul Sister", AlaskaSam is "The Weary Kind", and Daddy-O is "We are family." Some songs I have on my phone because I love the song, love the way it makes me feel and makes me happy. I assigned these to people who I love, the way they make me feel and who make me happy! Lilith has "Glitter in the Air" by Pink, one of my all time favorite songs. Curley has "I Got a Feeling". Now all that being said I went to see the movie Easy A yesterday and the main character Olive gets an audio card from her grandma and the song is "Pocketful of Sunshine." There's an ongoing gag through a part of the film about that song which made me howl with laughter because that's my default ringer song!!!!!
  

Housekeeping!

I finally got a new computer cord so now my blogging life and computer life are back to normal. I can once again sit on the couch and read blogs and write and all that stuff. So, for those of you who wondered why I stopped reading (and commenting) I worked last night to try and catch up and will do some tonight and over the weekend, hoping to get up to speed on your lives, so that I am technologically reconnected again to the www. Thanks to Daddy-O and Curley for getting me the cord, and to King of the Computers, the Nerd I love Most, for figuring out the dang problem to start with!

Speaking of blogging, I have no idea what shape I'll be in to blog come next Tuesday since that's when I'm having my wisdom teeth removed. And if they're so smart, why does everyone want them gone? Hmmmmmmmmmm?

No word from AlaskaSam on when, where or if we're going to meet for a holiday. Figures, and par for the course in life with (and without) him.

Not counting today, we have 6 more school days until Spring Break. I am SO ready! Daddy-O is going away and I plan on staying home and sleeping in and being a worthless layabout for as many hours as possible, when I'm not having girl's time out!

I also want to take this time to shout out a huge HELLO DARLINGS to all my new followers. Holy Moly- I have 60! Look at me go. That's cool. Thanks for following and reading and commenting! (hint hint!) Welcome! I might do another give away when I hit 100!

Mac's opening night of Alice in Wonderland is tonight as he debuts as the Mad Hatter. Send happy thoughts his way, please! And I'll try to post pictures over the weekend!

I also want to shout out a HUGE thank you to Wiley. About a million weeks ago this girl sent me chocolate cookies and a fountain pen in the mail. All the way from Australia! OMG- chocolate cookies with chocolate creme in them covered in chocolate. They're Tim-Tams and are just about the best cookie in the world (next to Mallomars). She sent these over an ocean because I commented on her blog that they sounded good. And this is an amazing fountain pen, and I love the way it writes. I cannot believe that all this time past and I never said anything! I suck. So I'm sorry Wiley, for taking so long to publicly thank you, but THANK YOU. Those cookies were freaking awesome. Mac stole one and almost lost a limb. Thank you so much- you rock!

I also want to say another thank you to my BFF in the Wild West. She sent me a Christmas present. Around, ya know, Christmas, and I just found a post buried in my archives with a picture of the cutest silver purse key chain. I LOVE this! She also made homemade camels but those didn't last long enough to be photographed. I'm not kidding about that! Thanks, Gulo! And you were a beautiful bride; I love that picture of you!

Here's the material for my dresses. The flowered pink one is a cotton from the wonderful line a fabrics called Tutti-Fruiti. The other is a silky material that is wild! Love these and will show off the finish products!

Just another Thursday,
Maggie

Updates on... pretty much everything

Pizza Guy
No word on the pizza guy. I've been to the pizza place and he's never there. Curley knows someone who knows someone who works there and is going to see what she can find out.

Penis-mobile
I finally talked to Buddy 2's mom and she was rude. Yeah, like she has any room to be rude to me! Anyway, she said she will pay for the damage. So now I have to go get quotes. This is a pain in the ass. I'm tempted to leave the damn penis on there and keep the money since she was a bitch. I'm sorry, but she was. And do you know she not once apologized for her kid. Had it been in reversal I would've apologized up a storm. Oh well.

Mac
He's either going to sing "I'm Yours" or "21 Guns" at the Spring Choral concert. However!!!! He wondered what would happen if he did "I kissed a Girl" (Kat Perry) in drag.... I promise a video clip of WHATEVER he does!!!!!

AlaskaSam
No word on whether Vegas is gonna happen. He told me to "sit tight and hang on". This can mean 3 things: no trip will happen, we're going to do something better which will knock my socks off, or.... to sit tight and hang on while he arranges stuff. Men!

Dentist:
I went to get my crown and it didn't fit so I have another temporary crown and will go back to get the "real"- hopefully- on March 18. And I am getting my teeth cleaned then. I went to the oral surgeon who thinks he's Mr. Cool and is not not, by the way. he worse gold chains and had a fake bake tan. ICKY! Be that as it may, I'm having TWO wisdom teeth pulled on March 30.

And that's all the news that's fit (or not so fit) to print!

Mags

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas

...and here on my blog, of course.

I've never been to Vegas before but I think I'll have a chance to visit in March. And how might this little jaunt happen?

AlaskaSam is going to golf school there for a week of his vacation and since my stupid Spring Break doesn't coincide with his week there and I can't stay the entire week, I think I might be going for a long weekend, if we can figure out my schedule, hotel, plane tickets, and all that travel stuff. YES! Maybe Maybe Maybe!

He asked me if I want to come and blow on his dice. Since we'd actually be in Vegas and he likes to mildly gamble (can someone mildly gamble?) I think he really wants me to blow on his dice; it's not a metaphor. I don't think.

Is this a bad idea? Yup, probably. Do I care? Not right now.

Vegas is going to be warm. It's usually hot there, right? I mean isn't Vegas so hot that even the mob left there? Just a place with no snow for 72 hours has LOTS of appeal.

Okay, a 72 hours with AlaskaSam isn't horrid. Nice hotel, he'll take me to do things and see things. We'll eat well and dance. We'll spend...time together. And for those of you who remember the last time I saw him four years ago and how it ended with me moving alone to the Wild West... well, this is different. I'm going into this with my eyes wide open, emotionally stronger, and all the other metaphors I can think of to make me know this is going to be fun, just plain old F*U*N, damn it!

Hey, it's Vegas- come'on, VEGAS, baby! If there is a place I need to experience in this life, it's gotta be Vegas. Elvis, gambling, glitz, glamor, sparkles and something loud and overdone and a city that never sleeps. Oh yeah!

I want to see all the cool hotels and the strip. It just sounds nice to get the hell outta Dodge for awhile. And it's AlaskaSam. I gotta go if it all works out. I just have to.

If it doesn't work out, then no harm, no foul.

Born to play in Sin City,
Maggie

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