Tuesday 22 July 2014

The Lowdown on Alone-liness

I know what you're thinking! But uh-uh. I haven't been on vacation on an internet accessless exotic island. I've just been healing up and working hard. Kinda puzzling to believe that you can do both, I know. But I don't work with my boob so...sometimes it just depends on the dynamics, ya know.

I found this image on the net and I thought I'd talk a little bit about an aspect of it. I've lived now for forty-one years. If there is one thing that stands out to me it's this. If your intention is messed up. Your result will be no different.

One thing that's really important to me? Love. Shocker, huh?!?! If you're one of my Facebook contacts then it's almost guaranteed that you're sitting there like, "NOOOOOH! I woulda never figured!" He-he-he! Ya Rambler is a Libra afterall. Here, lemme show you. Astrostyle.com quote on Libra. "Secret Wish: To love and be loved in return"

And there you have it. It's on the internet, so it's true. O_o. Seriously though. I can live without a lot of things. Like castor oil. Ewwwwwwwww! That shit can put you off oranges for life. Any South African Coloured's reading this are having their childhood Saturday morning memories traumatise them as we speak. 'Specially if you had a sibling and just one bathroom.

But love? It's right up there with chocolate on the list of things that I have a constant craving for. It is. Eh? Howww can love not be important when it's such a phenomenal part of our existence. It's this ridiculously magnificent feeling that soars your spirit and instigates your need to discover what is your absolute best self! Here's the kicker though? Come a lil closer, you might wanna hear this, less the disturbing garbles of printers and power drills. WHEN. IT'S. DONE. RIGHT!

Notice? I didn't say perfect. I said right. While I understand that right is different for us all, some aspects are universal.

Right, just like this image says....is not if you're with someone simply because you'd rather not spend your nights alone. I've continuously observed my fellow humans as far as this very concept. Myself, included. I'm also a fellow human, thank you very much and when you just gotta have someone because you just gotta have someone...nnnnnnnnnn, to me? That's just not enough of a reason. What about the attraction? What about that new love excitement? Instead of, okay well, now I have someone. Cool. I'm part of the greater statistic.

See, I've always believed that if you've made a decision to enter into a relationship, it's never without a destination in sight. First you take it slow. See whether there's compatibility. Weigh the importance of giving it all up because of the parts of their personality that irritates the living daylights outa you, against the way they make you feel when you're with them. Daydream about how much you'd love it if they were still a part of your life when you think about next week? You know where I'm going with this, don't you?

Where exactly are you trying to get to if your reason for being there is because you don't want to be alone? Where exactly is the other person going? Where's the part about him/her feeling like that special person. Do you even need a special person then? 'Cause if you had any person, you wouldn't be alone, right? All you're trying to do is not be alone. So then. Whoooooop-di-dooooo! Now you're not alone. And then what? What if the other person has expectations and they're all gungho about this relationship and you're just like, bleh, long as I'm not not alone.

See there's two kindsa ways to look at this. From being the victim of someone with this mentality to being the one with this mentality.

The normal process for relationships, if you're adult enough, is to take it somewhere. Did I hear someone say destination bedroom?!?!? Nasty ass! I'm not talking about fornication. Gosh! What dirty minds some people have! Thought I was bad. LOL! I saw a quote the other day that read. "I don't have a dirty mind, I just have a sexy imagination." I'm going with that. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

What about destination living together? Hmmmmmmmmmm-mm! Yeaaaaaaah, I agree with you on that one. That's just a nice way of saying, fornication.

Destination engagement? Well, that leads to fornication too, doesn't it? Where the hell am I going with this!? I knew when I started the blog. I don't anymore. Definitely not to fornicate though. But I am beginning to question.......is there any relationship destination that doesn't lead to fornication???

Yes.
Destination marriage
Legal fornication

A-hem. I never said that. However true that might be. Ay. Don't be shooting the messenger. My brain told me to type that so I did. Look at my brain all funny, not me. I'm innocent. I'll look away. Okay, GO!

Nuf now. My brain gets shy when people stare. Lemme rather tell you what I've come to know. Fornica------uhhhh. Nope. Nope. Not that.

I have some advice that has nothing to do with any F words. On the other side of alone? Is lonely. Yours truly is of the opinion that those two words with a lot of the same letters in the same places? Are not the same thing. Loneliness? Is worst, because it's more emotional than it is a fear. It's more a yearning than it is a situation. And when you have a scenario where it's emotions vs predicament? If emotion is what drives your decision making? Then what trumps what? Don't all scream at once. You in the blue shirt, you're quite correct! Fornication!!! Hahhahhahahhha! Kiddddddding! Kidding! Emotions, yes!

Now I know that you've possibly been plodding along this grassy earth with the theory that if you're alone, you're lonely. Just 'cause one word appears to derive from the other, don't mean they're similar in meaning! Said not one English teacher. But I'm not English. I'm South African. And I'm not a teacher. Not a paid one at least.

Let's do this. Let's paint a picture. I'm not an artist either but I have an imagination. It's a start. Imagine a starry night. Imagine the waves crashing at the shore. Imagine you're walking alone on the beach? Pfffffffffffft! Who does that?!? Anyway, let's do that for the sake of examplirisations. I SHOULD be an English teacher. Clearly!

It might just be that you're taking yourself for a walk but are you lonely? Don't look at me? I'm asking you. If it were me and I wasn't lonely? I would say, "No, Rambler! I would just be walking alone on the beach because nobody was fool enough to agree to put their lives at risk in the quest to get rid of cellulite." See it might very well have nothing to do with loneliness and everything to do with exercise or your lack of ride or die friends.

But see when you're lonely and that loneliness is what causes you to jump into the first relationship that'll get you outa your misery of loneliness. You hafta admit, it's miserable being lonely. Believe you meeeee, next thing you know? You're bailing them outa jail because you've allowed them to convince you that it's okay to use you as the scapegoat for the reason that they wound up in there to begin with. Meanwhile! Back at house of horrors? They weren't taking care of their responsibilities long before you came on the scene. But you cared not! You needed out of your misery! > _<! Stop! Waiiiiiit. Listen to me for a minute. You think I'm talking crap but I'm not. Worst things have happened and you know it!

Maybe this is a better way to explain the difference. Loneliness, the emotion and being alone, the fear…..can make you do either of these two things in a relationship. Leave or stay.

More likely than not, you will cheat if you're lonely. Whether physically, emotionally, or nowadays, online-ally! Because well? Humans….like dogs. Need attention. Plain and simple. End of story. All it takes is for someone to take an interest. Someone to say to you, "I see you." In whichever way they're saying it and it's towards that person that you will gravitate. Ay, I didn't make the rules. But honesty is the best policy. And when I honestly tell you that when one thirsts, that one needs to drink? Then please believe me when I tell you too that when that faucet is opened and nothing coming out of it? It's only a matter of time before that throat is so parched that one has no choice but to notice that other faucet with water running out of it!

When you're afraid of being alone? You will stay in that vile relationship at all costs! Most times, it costs a lot. Your confidence, your life savings, your sanity, your self-respect, your dignity. I could go on but I'm strapped for time. Thing is, you do see it for what it is but us humans tend to choose the worst times to ignore reality. However you're being treated, you'll take it. Whatever you're lacking, you'll accept it. You know you deserve better. You know that you're worth more, yet there you are. Day in and day out, slowly withering away inside while content in the fact that physically, you have someone. Why>>>>>>>>>>>>> say it with me now...jussssssss so you are not alone.

If you're still not convinced…consider this…You're in it. You're not feeling it anymore. Both of you have drifted so far apart that you need a binoculars to see each other and you're a couch apart. But you can see this. You can see clearly that your relationship has or is heading straight into the gutters. You've tried everything but nothing's changing. One day, you're staring the situation in the face, he's sitting there and watching tv. Probably the soccer world cup. Else he woulda noticed you staring a hole through his head.

You think to yourself, "Blah, blah, blah….But then if I leave? What if I never find someone else? Then I can't even fornicate or nothing. What if?!?!? OH! The HORROR! O_O! What if I end up gumless and alone because my cat…&%$@# bastard will keep the cat if I leave? Aaaargh. Ima just stay put. 'Least I have somebody, you know. Anything is better than nothing!"

WRONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG! Anything is never better than nothing when it makes you short-change your happiness and your worth and your quality of life.

Annnnnnnnnd?! See what I'm dealing with! The shower has beckoned and I haven't even touched on the other parts of this image stroke quote. He-he-he…stop thinking about fornication just 'cause I typed out that word! LOL!
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Monday 7 July 2014

My Little Protector

He's been my shadow! I heart this little fellow!


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The Thief That Is WWW

And I don't mean World Wide Web. I mean Wondering, Wasting, Whining.

You ever find yourself overspending time on wondering why your relationship ended? I did but I don't. Not anymore. Here's what experience has taught me. One of my best friends in the whole wide world has told me on more than one occassion that "Experience is the best teacher." He didn't say that that phrase applied more to the stubborn that the one listening to good advice and he didn't have to. He probably knew that I'd eventually figure that one out for myself. After I made sure to ignore the advice and go with the "let me give myself a concussion first, then I'll listen" route. Don't he-he-he like you've never done it.

Ever since my marriage failed and then my relationship thereafter, took a sharp nose-dive straight into a concrete floor? It didn't happen overnight, not the nose-dive, that was inevitable. I'm talking about my outlook and it's not to say that I was like, shrug, "oh well, that's over", but I've since learnt that pondering on things beyond one's control slowly steals your moments of joy.

Why? Because sometimes, you won't ever find the answers. Sometimes, it's just as simple as it wasn't meant to be. Or as the cliche' goes, some people are meant to be a lesson and nothing more. I won't wonder beyond that.

Why? Asking that question a lot, aren't I? Just said I wouldn't, didn't I? Well? I forgive me.

Why? 'Cause these are why's to different questions.

Truth is. Time is really all we have. Why? (Just kidding)

Once you're over that initial hurt or whatever it is you feel after your relationship has ended. I understand that we're all different. So you might feel, oh I dunno? Itchy where someone else feels serial killerish. When you're finally over that, don't spend any more of your precious time on what could have been, should have been, would have been, wanted it to be. Spend it on what is and what still can be.

And blame? Uuuuurgh! Blaming is the most childish of all reactions when you're tryna dissect a failed relationship. Guess what? Somebody's always going to be wrong, including you. Something could always have been done better, by you too. More effort could have been made, on your part too. All it does, is it shows you to be a whiner who doesn't take responsibility for your own part in it's failure.

Blame keeps you bitter and blame prevents change and most importantly? It's a block. It's a block where you won't ever really see what it is that you were meant to learn from it because you're so busy focusing on making yourself shine bright like a diamond, LOL! My jam! So busy focusing on making yourself look like the good little victim that you will never understand what that person's purpose was, in your life.

Here's the thing-a-majig! If your relationships keep failing and you refuse to OWN your part in it? Then what's gonna happen?!? Easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy! They will keep failing. Ownership doesn't only apply to your successes. Nope! Uh-uh! It applies to your failures too.

So take a minute, or months or years and work on improving who you are as a person or a partner. Instead of wasting those minutes, months or years on blaming your ex for the end result. Psssssssssssst! Lemme tell you a lil secret...a lot more good will come from that than another string of failed relationships and ex's to blame for wherever you find yourself in life.

At the end of the day, with whatever it is? The final choice is yours. To stay or leave, it's yours. To lead or control, it's yours. To encourage or discourage, it's yours. I can go on and on and show you how well I know my opposites 'cause I do. He-he-he. You can see that I'm quite learned on the subject of opp....A-HEM...I-I know them.

In my childhood fantasies? Right now, I'd be happily married with a family to love and a dog that sticks to peeing on his towel. In reality, I sit here today with no partner, a family to love and a dog who won't leave my side since I've had this surgery. That's what happens when you make sure to put ya foot down! On the floor so he can sleep on it. That shit pays off in the end. All that I have now? Ay, that's A-okay!

Why? Because what's behind me? Won't stop me from remembering why I'm single but I'm so damn grateful that I have successfully managed to remember that, without holding onto bitterness. And I can remember it all too, without playing the blame game. No doubt, I'd lose because it would be like an anchor to misery and even though time would be moving along, my life would be standing still. My growth would become non-existent. And the smile that I just found again? Would disappear faster than a relative who owes you money!

And now? I've come. I've taught. I've got to sleep. It's 11pm and I have a date in the morning! Uh-huuuuuh! With a doctor! Doing alright for myself, aren't I? ^_^!

Lmao!

Before another rumour starts! It's my follow-up doctors' appointment. Removing stitches I think...OUCH!


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Friday 4 July 2014

All's Well That Ends Well!

I'm typing this from my very own bed!  Whoooooooooop!  Yes!  That means I'm home and happy to be!  I left the hospital laughing about the crazy things that my surgeon said once again.  He comes to see me before he discharges me..............

Doc: Hey, that thing was bigger than I thought huh!

Me: For real!
Doc: Ya.
Me: But you took it all out?
Doc: Oh ya and I closed it up, it may turn septic
Me: O_o........gulp.....OHHkay
Doc: I tried to save you from another anesthetic
Shows me my own wound
Me: So what do I do if it does turn septic?
Doc: (makes a face) Don't worry, it won't get septic. You pray, I pray, we all pray! Won't get septic!
Me: LMAO! But if it does?
Doc: Phone me, say, Doc, my breast is sore, swollen? U come in, I open it up again, and clean it out. I tried to save you from anesthetic again 'cause see here, if I didn't close it, you woulda needed an anesthetic when I stitched it up, if it gets septic, you'll need anesthetic, but if it doesn't then you, ay, you hundreds! Come see me, what was yesterday? Tuesday?
Me: Wednesday
Doc: Ohya, come see me Tuesday k.


I'm praying that he's praying hahahahahaha!  As crazy as he is, I feel no fear as far as he is concerned though.  And that's crazy even for me, because my mom shoulda named me Worry.

Butttttt!  The worst is over, now it's just for ya Rambler to heal up and then I'm good as new!  Just a lot of pain right now but you know the old saying, "I'd rather be in pain from healing than from the cyst!"  Okay, alllllright! You caught me.  It's a brand new two minute ago saying.  But I said it so it automatically becomes a saying.

Sitting up right now, thinking as usual and grateful mostly.  My niece Sharde' and my daughter Paige have been really amazing since I've gotten home yesterday, doing everything that they can to make sure I did little to nothing and for whatever reason I'm kinda thinking that since I got so much sleep during my hospital stay, that that was maybe the reason that this happened.  Sometimes I honestly have to be forced to do things that I should be doing naturally so I killed two birds with one stone this week.  I got the rest that I needed and got this alien outa my breast!  (Don't tell anyone but it's sorta 1.27am right now.)  I totally blame these pain meds.  The bottle clearly states, "CAUSES DROWSINESS!"  Lies.  I'm gonna try to get some rest now though, orders from my daughter!  LOL!

And that, my faithful friends, is the update from the land of the Rambler and now over to you, John...

A-hem.

John's my journalist alter-ego for those of your who didn't know.  Yeah.  We just met!  And from John and myself, we'd like to wish all of the citizen's of America, a happy, healthy, safe and blessed Fourth of July!

We remember being in the States on the Fourth of July, yep.  John and I!  We were absolutely amazed at the fireworks in Chicago!  Smiley faces!  Red, blue and white and then I told you about the rainy Fourth of July New York fireworks Ali and I enjoyed with our freshly made up faces!

Mannnnnnnnn, I have wonderful memories of the US!  And I'll surely be back one day to make more of those.

Tuesday 1 July 2014

The Nipple That Was!

I miss you guys, but works been just crazy and then time just disappears into thin air when I get home, I've started a new book, Exile. That's not say that I didn't wanna come by and tell you about the conversation that I had with my surgeon! 'Cause I did! I swear! I went to see him last week and I'm sitting an arms length away from him and he looks at me and says;

Doc: Lemme see your breasts! Big or small?
I kinda second-guessed my own breasts after that because if he couldn't tell being that close to me? Then I must be a flat-chested somebody who'd been lying to herself all these years about them being.....
Me: Normalllllll?!?! O_o!
Doc: Lay on my bed!
Me thinks: Pushy bastard you!
Doc: Where's hubby? (After he asks how many kids I have)
Me: Sitting on his bed, (he said lay----clearly ima rebel right?!?) I have an ex!
Doc: Y'all tango?
Me: (Internal gasp!). Nooooooooh)
Doc: So? Who you tango-ing with?
Me: Nobody
Doc: Why?
Me: 'Cause I got nobody to tango with!
Doc: Okay, okay, just needed to make sure there's no possibility of pregnancy
Me: Still rebelling! (No wonder I'm not tango-ing!)

I love him though, he's so real and rough hahahahahhaha! Not what you'd think a surgeon would be like. Did I say rough? And I liked it? And I'm scheduled for him to cut open my left breast tomorrow?! Okay-------hmmmmmmmm?!? I guess the lack of tango is getting to me. LOL!

He told me in no uncertain terms that he's gonna destroy my nipple. I'd appreciated that if we were in the throws of passion but we weren't. However? My immediate though was, "Ahhhhh well? Not like I'm using it anyway." That was before I thought about having my family come and march in a small circle at the entrance of the hospital chanting, "Save her nipple! Save her nipple!" It was cute. In my mind.

The nightmare that I had last night was not! I kept falling over, numb, on my face. Imagine that? I think I went to bed thinking about going under anaesthetic for the first time. Was I glad when I woke up?!?! And didn't fall!

Can you tell that I'm rushing? No? Well, I am. I can't be here for too long. My battery is about to die and I don't have my charger! Nevermind that I have a needle stuck in my vein and curving my hand, holding this phone is not helping. I'll let you guys know how surgery went okay?!! Soon as I'm awoke enough to!

While I'm away, Ramble Responsibly! Hugs!
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