Tuesday, May 29, 2007

The Voice

Like rich velvet
Soft beneath my feet
Like pure honey
Golden, sickly sweet
The words pour out
Fresh like water.
The gentle tone,
Never does it falter
I must succumb
To lush desire
Or ever will it consume me
Burning like fire. . .

~Amber L. Haskill

Monday, May 28, 2007

Good Grief, Charlie Brown!

Oh my living!
Why must it take an act of Congress to recover a password? That, dear reader(possibly plural), is why I have not posted anything lately. I got on today, with the best of intentions, and typed and re-typed my username and password, again and again. Still, the stubborn cyber world of blogging refused to open it's doors to me. It re-directed me to several out-of-the-way and pointless sites in order to retrieve my information. And so it is, after some countless phrases and choice words which I will not repeat here, that I am finally able to let you know that I wrote down both my username and password, and I also remembered to check the convenient little "Remember Me" box whilst signing in. GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY!

Thursday, May 03, 2007


I don't know if anyone ever reads this, but I'm going to share a little lesson I've learned.
I went rollerblading today for the first time in who knows how long, and it was a very enjoyable time. Unfortunately, my feet are sissies, and I got 2 perfectly positioned blisters. I was complaining about them for a while, and then when I was in the shower(my thinking place), I realized that these blisters were more than just physical hinderances. They represented something more, suddenly. You see, although they were of the physical type, they made me realize that they could be emotional and mental as well.
If you go rollerblading for the first time in a loong time, like I did, you will probably get blisters. In life, if you do something for the first time in a long time and fail or get tired, you'll probably get blisters too. Not the bubbly, nasty kind, but the kind that form a little(or big) pocket of hurt on your heart. Sounds bad, huh? Well, there is good news: it goes away. Physical blisters disappear quickly, usually, but sometimes they leave a scar. Emotional blisters disappear in their own sweet time, and they almost always leave a scar, whether it be being cautious in love or always checking to see if your dress is caught in your underwear before you leave the bathroom. It's just part if the things we learn in life. And although everyone wants to avoid the blisters, I think that once they go through it, they appreciate what it teaches them. Just be careful you take it the right way. Don't be afraid of what you've learned, embrace it and use it, or you'll get more blisters in the same place! I've had my fair share of blisters, and I'm not looking forward to the ones to come, but I am looking forward to the wise scar they will leave behind.
So if you have a blister, may it heal quickly, and if you don't have one, you'll get one soon(sorry!). But in the best sense, I hope that every blister you get leaves you with a good sized good-kind of scar.