Introduction: This chart is pretty dead on about me, but loud only when it comes to hang'n with the girls,,,, pretty darn quiet when it comes to being with my sweetheart.... unless'n I'm fiested up sum..... LOL
JUST A LITTLE BIT ON HOW THIS COWGIRL GREW UP. WELL BOY HOWDY....
LMAO EX'S are'nt all in Texas. Funny man Mel-o-naise, (far back left, if'n you'ze wonder'n which one this fella izzzz. lol)
MAD COWBOY....diese
Young'ns just gotta play
Status? Is that like static cling? The more I see in a persons status the more of a liar some become...Status is a state of mind. It changes much to often.... P.s I Love that old song... Bonnie Rait sings... LETS GIVE THEM SOMETHINE TO TALK ABOUT.. HELL YEA. EVEN WHEN THEY GET IT WRONG, ITS STILL SOME FUNNY SHIT.. SO SHUT YOUR MOUTHS.. rotflmao WARNING TO ALL MEN ONLY::::::::) hey peeps say I have purdy feet....... dontcha just hate it when they take the shoes off, and its the OMGGGGGGGGGGGGG ...... yeah the bird.... when a gals foot, can flip you off, somethins just wrong with gettn the F.U. from a foot........, lmao... just say'n
and then they go and polish the scarey toe with red nail color, OH HELLLLLLLLLLL NO.
KILL THE TOE.... FOR HEAVEN SAKE don't draw any attention to the deadly thing......... YIKESSSSSSSS. buyer, always look at the feet, beware of the evil long middle toes........ never to commit until you take a gander......... hahahahahah........
IRAQY BOOT CALL.. HONEY HUSH!!!!! OH MY....
Under new construction folks.... I just about deleted this whole darn page, gave it some more thought....... What the heck! little by little I'll fix my page again.... WHAT IS LOVE
Turn ons:
Turn Ons? hm..
passion, a kiss behind my knees.lets me hold on.
Turn offs:
JUDGEMENT.
PERFECTION
cold mean spirited peeps, who get off
on bring'n a soul down, just so they can..
Ideal:
Lawddd I wonder.
Activities: SADDLE UP, RIDER UP.
AHAAAAAAAAA. LOL if I were to ride with you, don't assume. I'd ummmmmm with you. good buddy. and if I choose to, LOOK OUT MISTER. {she winks}
Interests: I'am a member of the PATRIOT GUARD, a Proud Army Mom, Honored by my sons Call to DUTY. He served in Afghanisan, Infantry, 287th 10th Mountain Division, For Drum. Our lives will never be the same., Imagine something unimanageable, well there you have it, I still can't and wont ever be able to imagine the sacrifice, if you dont back our troops up, Paleeeeezzzzzzzzzze, dont ask my friendship.
Favorite Music:
country, ROCK AND FRIGGN ROLL BABE.
baluezzzz. hell yeah I can dance, can't you?
Favorite TV Shows: not much time for it. OKAY. HOUSE DESPARATE HOUSEWIVES GREYS ANNATOMY. but ofcourse.
Favorite Movies: The Notebook. The lakehouse. Bridges of Madison County.
oh gosh am I any differant?
love chick flicks, and scarry scarry stuff. ummmmmm
Favorite Books: DEAN kOONTZ mISTER SINISTER KING. I author short Stories. here are a couple.....
THE PREACHER OR THE PROPHET
I Know this old preacher,, some call him cowboy, some call him a prophet,, but to most he's just a man of God,, I've even heard him referred to, a man after Gods own heart..
This man used to boot leg his own whiskey he even blew up his kitchen one day. exploding newly filled bottles of brew, packed in kitchen cabinets like sardines in cans of oils,, from cannery row, on a fogged up coastline pier.
This somewhat broken down cowboy, drove double trailer simi's,, haulin suger beets,, and what not,, from Semi Valley,, all up and down the coastline,, he'd come home,, go out, break somes horses,, rope some cows,, ride a few bulls,, honky tonk,, and play like the devil come friday night.
This ole cowboys wife sang her country music, everyday at the piano,, she'd wright her songs,, and she'd honky tonk come friday night,, come sunday,, still full on whiskey ,, they'd gather all his drunkn friends around the old upright piano,, he'd put on quite a show, in his drunken state of mind.
The odd thing about it, is as he tried to sing the old gosple tunes,, this hardened road worn,, whiskey maken cowboy,, would begin to get bothered by his own innocent mockery of a preacher, I'd often hear him mid way through a song,, just stop abruptly,, and spin around and rumble a few choice words,, and man that'd be it.. no more sing'in,,
that path lead him straight into, the preacher,, he so lovingly mocked,, at that old piano,, with that honky tonk singin woman, he loved, and adored,, with all his soul, with all his heart.
That cowboy,, and that beautiful honky tonk woman,, is my dad,, and mom.
They still call him preacher,, they still call him a man of God, he no longer passoinatly packs cabinets with home made brew,, his passion lies in shareing the gosple of truth,, he keeps saying that what is going on in the world,, is just a prelude to what, and who is coming,, he says this person is coming on a white horse,, and his name is truth,, he said this first coming brings compassion and a rescue a catching away for those who know the rider,,
he said the next time the rider comes,, he will bring with him a sword,, and it will won't be somthing you want to be around and see,,
I wonder if this old prophet is right?,, seems to me everything he's been blasten about for all these years is happening,, I don't know if I should be in fear,, or be happy,, I guess if I really knew the rider of this great white horse,, I would'nt have this fear,, I really don't think its fear so much as actully seeing these events unfold in my lifetime,,
everytimes I watch the news,, I see yet again, the things he so passionately speaks of,, like a zealot,, I've laughed to myself, temptd to ask him ,, are you sure your names not Moses,
The fog rolls in,, the thunder rolls,, the days are short,, and the winter long,, I wonder. I wonder, I just wonder... __________________________________________ ******************************************
Hes Lost it all To.
THE ROCK OF AGES
He lost it all to!
It's hard to not loose faith,, it's even harder to believe there's a God,, and it's even harder to pick yourself up off a cross,, can you imagine how hard it must have been to lay it down.. I can't. I believe this this the tie that binds our troops together,, all in one accord, pressing onward to the prize,, the driven ability to share a kind of love, that a man many years ago set in motion, a turn of events. The mark, and made a course for to fallow. I'm not much on religion, so understand me well,, the closest people to God I believe,, are the ones who challenge the rightous of the world,, and fight the injustices, and own their sins, and truely know where their forgiveness lies, it's not always on their knees. If I've said it once I'll say it a thousand times,, I'll never fail to mention,, Thankyou,,, What'd she say! Keep you Chins up, ,and you heads low,, and as always,, Mercedez.. CAN YA DIG IT ''''''''''''''''
Favorite Quotes: RUN FORREST, FUCKN RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN *********** NO WORRIES *********** THIS TO SHALL PASS *******************
SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY.
About Me: ASK. DO I SMOKE? NEVER HAVE. NEVER WOULD, WHY DO YOU ASK?
YUP,, LIKE I SAID, I DON'T DO A TOP FRIENDS LIST. MY NUMBER ONE MAN WILL BE OBVIOUS WHEN I CHOOSE TO MAKE'M MY NUMBER ONE......... HE WILL BE MY PAGE, MY LIFE. AND AT THIS RATE. I JUST MAY RECONSIDER IF I LET HIM GET AWAY. THEN I'LL ROPE'M BACK IN........
BUT HELL I LOVE TO SEE A MAN SMOKE A CIGAR HONEY HUSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. UMMMMMM