Tracy Chapman - Give me one reason

I love this song. Every single word of this song hits home.

Give me one reason to stay here and I'll turn right back around
Give me one reason to stay here and I'll turn right back around
Because I don't want leave you lonely
But you got to make me change my mind
Baby I got your number and I know that you got mine
But you know that I called you I called too many times
You can call me baby you can call me anytime
But you got to call me

Give me one reason to stay here - and I'll turn right back around
Give me one reason to stay here - and I'll turn right back around
Because I don't want leave you lonely
But you got to make me change my mind

I don't want no one to squeeze me - they might take away my life
I don't want no one to squeeze me - they might take away my life
I just want someone to hold me and rock me through the night

This youthful heart can love you and give you what you need
This youthful heart can love you and give you what you need
But I'm too old to go chasing you around
Wasting my precious energy

Give me one reason to stay here - and I'll turn right back around
Give me one reason to stay here - and I'll turn right back around
Because I don't want leave you lonely
But you got to make me change my mind

Baby just give me one reason - Give me just one reason why
Baby just give me one reason - Give me just one reason why I should stay
Because I told you that I loved you
And there ain't no more to say

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In Search of the Perfect Eyebrows

I hate my eyebrows.  I've never liked them.  I got stuck with my dad's eyebrows thanks to genetics.  If I was a boy,t hey wouldn't be so bad but being a chick, they make shaping them near impossible. They started out fine but where an arch should begin, they suddenly flattened out to the equivalent of a small pasture. Through my teen years and early 20s, I plucked them so thin and small since I drew them in most of the time that it didn't matter.  Little did I know that it caused them to not fully grow in anymore.

Seriously, I would kill for eyebrows that looked like this.

For years, I only trusted my mother to fix them.  It gave my mild anxiety attacks if I even thought of someone else trying to clean them up and shape them.  Yes, thanks to Mom for feeding more into brittle psyche.  But having to trek almost 45 minutes (if there's no traffic) just to get them done forced me to find other outlets.  The first was a little old Colombian woman that did them for a few years before she disappeared from the little salon.  No one would tell me where she went.  I hope she didn't get deported.  Then, I found a Japanese chick named Maggie who did killer brows and an even better set of gel nails.  Then she moved back to California.  (Bet you thought I was going to say Japan!)  So, now I have learned to rely on myself.  After all the years of abuse I have given to that small region of my face, they've pretty much shaped themselves and all I have to do it is pluck out a few stray hairs.  Still, I wish they had that perfect arch in them and framed my face like a 50s starlet.  Aaahhh, to dream....

The Mexican - Tim Healey vs Deekline

My So-Called Love Life

As a bit of a background, I've been seeing this guy for a while now.  I've know him for a few years and we've dated on and off.  This time around, things were going better than they have before.  We were talking more, seeing each other more.  It appeared to be moving in the a more serious direction which is what I've been looking for.  We had plans to go out tonight, so I sent him a text asking if he had any ideas about what to do.  I get a message back of "Ummmmm...we need to talk.  I've had one of the craziest days."  That phrase alone "WE NEED TO TALK" is never a good one.  It's not one I, or anyone, for that matter, ever wants to hear.  I text him to call me and my phone rings 2 minutes later.  Long (mostly speechless on my part) conversation in short - his ex-girlfriend who he broke up with right before we started getting serious called to tell him that she's about 6-8 weeks pregnant and she's keeping it.  Being the great guy that he is, I know he's going to marry her because to him, it's the right thing to do.  While he might be happy it's her, he's excited about having a kid.  I can't blame him for that because I love being a mom.  My girls were the best things to happen to me.  Forgive me for being selfish but what about me now?  How is it that my love life manages to go up in smoke over the most insane things?  Normal people break up over normal things, like cheating, boredom, etc.  My last few were being deployed to another country for 3 years, death, and now pregnant ex girlfriend.  Come on!  Really?

My Quote of the Day

"People who are in their mid-30's and unmarried aren't put off by the idea of sex because they're bored with it; it's because dating is exhausting, and they've been doing it for the better part of two decades. Eventually, most of them would like to settle down with someone who understands them and doesn't annoy the shit out of them." - Erin Gloria Ryan


I couldn't have said it better myself.

David Bowie - Let's Dance (Rabbit in the Moon Remix)

There's no possible way you can go wrong when you let Rabbit in the Moon remix David Bowie's "Let's Dance". As long as I make it to August 28th to see Bunny spin at the old Edge, my RITM fix can be sated once again.