Six Words Saturday

I think we've seen the end.

To Sing with the Fat Lady

The silver Swan, who living had no Note,

when Death approached, unlocked her silent throat.

Leaning her breast against the reedy shore,

thus sang her first and last, and sang no more:

"Farewell, all joys! O Death, come close mine eyes!

"More Geese than Swans now live, more Fools than Wise."

And a hush falls over the crowd...

"A wise old owl sat on an oak; 

The more he saw the less he spoke; 

The less he spoke the more he heard; 

Why aren't we like that wise old bird?"

New blog post at "Screaming at the Make-Believe"

"How did you survive that?"

"Is your punch line just a joke..?"

A week or so ago, someone asked me when my "Mother" was due.  And was she having twins..?  I kind of just laughed it off at first because - in regard to the person in question - She is neither my mother (she's less than ten years older than me) nor is She pregnant.  However, it's an honest - and easy - mistake to make.  I've seen actual pregnant women who were smaller in size, and lately, time has definitely marched on (and on) across Her face.  So I just corrected them, helped them pick their jaw up off the floor, and went about it.

But it has haunted me every since.

It makes me wonder how much of what we think we are projecting about ourselves is actually what is being perceived by the world at large.  Do we care?  Should we care?  I can't fathom being that obese - being aware of it - and yet continuing to constantly shovel food into my face.  It's beyond me.  Not to mention revolting to watch.

I am, however, the polar opposite. I am, at this point, so dangerously underweight that it is bordering on downright scary.  There is not always a lot of food here, and when there is I usually feel like the runt of the litter fighting for scraps.  Often times if I don't get to it first and either eat it all, hide it or hoard it, I don't get a whole heck of a lot.  I also have a hard time watching Her eat.  It's mental, I know...

"Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes..."

Trivial Trivia for the Twisted

This week went down on a donkey like a Mexican whore workin' for Pesos, so I don't feel like doing my "This Week..." this week.  Instead you get a plethora of useless information.  (Stolen from Gina stolen from Vencora.)

1. Never in my life have I been: an Oompa Loompa, professionally.

2. The one person who can drive me nuts is: damn near everyone.

3. High school:  In school, I was usually high.

4. When I’m nervous: I laugh inappropriately.

5. The last song I listened to was: "You Belong to Me" by Taylor Swift.

6. If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor:  would be looking at me like I had lost my God damned mind.  But at least my gown is cute.

7. My hair is: a freak of nature.

8. When I was 5: I was a boy.

9. Last Christmas: I gave you my heart.  But the very next day, you gave it away.

10. I should be..:  Shouldn't we all?

Six Words Saturday

Someone asked me this week:  "How do you forgive that?  How did you survive that?"

So today's six words are:

Didn't know I had a choice...

What are your six words this week?  Head over to Cate's place to participate.

Here... Take my words.

You'll be seeing a marked decrease in posts here at Redhead Dancing - and online in general - in the weeks and months to come. 

Those of you that I speak with on a regular basis - either via the blog or email, please send me your mailing address so that I might write you and keep in touch.

I would hate to lose contact with many, many of you.  You can send it either via the contact page link at the top of the page or email it to me here.

Surfacing

Hey y'all.

Thanks for all the emails and messages.  I've been super sick (yes, again), but am still around.  Will answer emails and such soon - just don't have it in me to get to everyone just now.

- R.