I am thankful EVERYDAY, not just on Thanksgiving for:

- Waking up every day and being able to walk, talk, see and LIVE!

- My healthy family.

- Being able to work every day.

- Having a home for my family.

- Feeding my kids every day.

- Not judging others and accepting them as they are…even if they get on my last nerve.

- Having a significant other who tolerates me (I know I’m not easy to live with sometimes..only sometimes)

- Living in a country where we can say and do anything unlike other places.

- All the men and women who have sacrificed their lives for me and others so we can have the freedom to do so many things others are not able to do.  ‘THANK YOU!!!!’

- Being able to enjoy a good glass of wine every once in a while (Ok I confess..every other night)

- Not being afraid of being who I am and having the guts to take chances.

- My brothers and sister and sisters and brothers-in-law and mother-in-law who to date, are the bestest thing in my life.

- All my true friends who accept me as I am and support my crazy and wild creative side.

- BEING ALIVE!

Life is good,

Eve

It took a lot of thinking for me to write a post about Hurricane Sandy because since this topic is all everyone is talking about I figured I leave it alone.

Sadly, when you know people who have been affected and feel their pain in their voices, text messages or emails it makes you realize that losing your internet or cable or even your  power is not as bad as some people make it seem. Who cares that you can’t watch the latest episode of NJ Housewives or CSI who cares?  There are people still trying to find out if their loved ones made it out safely and if they are staying in a safe place with food and water.

Yesterday I heard the Red Cross hasn’t even made it to some areas and people are fast losing their tempers and wondering if they have been forgotten.  According to a Red Cross representative, they need volunteers to get to those areas needing help. So why are we complaining about cable, power or internet? We should try to get off our soapbox and help, that’s what we need to do.

Helping out could be as much as letting your neighbor use your shower, or electricity or inviting someone over for a hot meal. Let’s not forget that elderly neighbor you always avoid because he or she has a mean streak and you dislike them. This is a time to open our hearts and help anyone regardless of whether you like them or not, remember this could be us in need one day.

In closing since I need to get out of this cold library where I have traveled to get some internet, I say to all of us struggling  to deal with Sandy’s devastation…

Keep the faith, don’t lose hope and if you haven’t lost a loved one don’t worry so much about the material things we have lost. We can eventually replace material possessions but we can NEVER replace a lost life.

Be safe and warm and put your pride aside and ask for help during these difficult times.

Life continues to be good,

Eve

Before I met you I was like a flower in the desert withering in the hot burning sun and then you came along and became my salvation.  After one kiss my soul became alive and refreshed and just like a flower, suddenly my petals began to bloom back to life as I became whole again. This is what love and hope does to a person.

You ever wonder why people look like they hate the world first thing in the morning?  I for one am glad I’m not pushing up daisies in the morning and I try to have a smile on my face when I leave my humble abode because life is just too damn short to walk around with a sour puss!

I seriously doubt these frowners ever stop and smell the roses or better yet look around and appreciate their surroundings. You’d think?!

Life is all about living for the moment because we never know what’s going to happen when we turn the corner. There’s nothing guaranteed in life and if you walk around being angry at the world the least you could do is not take it out on those who don’t deserve it.

My challenge to those ‘angry souls’ who walk around like the living dead without smiling:  Think of one happy memory in your life and let go of all the stupid things you can’t change because NOW, TODAY is the moment of being, living, enjoying and taking the time to LIVE AND ENJOY.  Why not smile?  IT’S FREE!

Life is good………………..SMILE!

Eve

Every morning I turn on the television to listen to the news as I get dressed to find out what’s going on around the world before I head out to join the world of the living and the not so living.  What I find annoying is waiting to hear the really important news because my favorite news channel “CBS New York” on channel 2, is now forcing me to watch a cooking session before they tell me if the boat that crashed in Long Island had any fatalities. So being the ‘wannabe’ writer that I am, I have written my letter to the CBS 2 news team:

Dear CBS New York Executives,

Although at times I do enjoy watching your invited chefs and Tony Tantillo as they prepare a 30 minute meal in 5 minutes flat, I need to express the following:

- Why do you feel it necessary to have a cooking session during your early news in the morning? I really don’t care how to make rosemary chicken at seven in the morning when I haven’t had my coffee yet.

- Is it really necessary to have me wait for the ‘important’ news stories including the weather until Tony Tantillo blanches his tomatoes?

- Don’t you think the cooking sessions should take place sometime around noon when your audience is fully awake and thinking about food instead of how heavy the traffic to work is, or if they need a raincoat or sweater or better yet, if they should have french vanilla or hazelnut coffee?

- Do I really need to know how to pan fry fluke, when I really don’t know if it’s a fish or meat? Plus, I’m still trying to decide between the french vanilla and hazelnut coffee thing.

Don’t get me wrong, the cooking sessions I’m sure benefit other viewers and I’m sure they’re eagerly waiting with pen and paper in hand to write down the recipes but I rather know what’s going on around the world during those fifteen minutes I could spare while deciding if the dress I’m wearing makes me look fat.  I haven’t been missing much of the news because now I find myself tuning to Channel 4 while you do the cooking thing so I can watch the news and get the latest weather report.

Perhaps if I wasn’t a self-appointed take out Queen I would show more appreciation for your cooking sessions but for the time being I’m afraid I will continue to jump ship and crossover to the dark side ,I mean channel 4 side to get my updates in the mornings.

By the way, love your adopt a pet sessions!

Regards,

Eve

Life is good!

“You will rest when you die. Slow down and enjoy life.”

I will begin this post by apologizing since I seldom use my blog as my personal venting session but there are times when even I cannot refrain from expressing how I feel about the senseless loss of our young soldiers.

To begin, I am deeply saddened and my heart goes out to the parents of young Lance Cpl. Greg Buckley Jr’s parents and his siblings for their tragic loss. May they find the strength within their family and friends to cope with the loss of their loved one.

We have lost so many of our soldiers in Afghanistan in an attempt to help these individuals by providing proper training to help them fight the Taliban. Hmm, what is wrong with this picture? If you can’t defend your own country, if you can’t accept our help without killing our men and women, if you can’t stop hating us enough to accept our help then I say ‘LET OUR SOLDIERS LEAVE AFGHANISTAN AND RETURN HOME!”  These bastards do not need our help nor do they want it…sorry, my anger got the best of me for a moment here, I will try to refrain from the name calling…where was I? Ahh, if these individuals are turning the same guns being used to train them to fight for their rights against us, then we should not wait until we lose more soldiers to get them back home.

I believe that if they can turn their guns on our soldiers, that is proof enough they can fight the Taliban without our help. Hell if they shoot themselves on the foot or shoot each other accidentally then so be it. Why bother training them to turn their guns on us? Am I the only one wondering about this?

If I read the data correctly, the following numbers is a tally of how many soldiers we have lost so far in Afghanistan:

In 2010 – we lost 12

In 2011 – we lost 24

In 2012 – we lost 25 (and I’m sure there will be more)

The families who continue to lose loved ones I am sure have had enough of this and most likely want their family and friends back home. With this I say the following:

Dear Mr. President,

Although Medicare and the upcoming elections are so far on top of your priority list, I recommend you consider adding “Operation Bring Our Soldiers Back Home” to your agenda as well.  We can’t keep losing our service men and women to a country who obviously has no use for us.  Our time, efforts and the lives of those trying their best to help them out is being wasted each day.

With your busy schedule, you may want to give this some thought on your next bus tour or on your next Air Force one flight. 

Feel free to share this post, repost, copy, edit whatever it takes to make a difference no matter how small it is.

Life is far too precious to be put at risk in a country where they have no regard for it.

Eve

You meet a special needs person and they make you smile by just being themselves. You don’t have to act different around them, just be yourself…they are.

You have a drink in your hand and the sun is fading in the background.

I’m with family.

You’re busy having fun.

I think about my father-in-law.

You don’t have to work and you can be a bum all day.

I write something that inspires me and others enjoy reading.

Life is good when you’re in harmony.

Life is good,

Eve

** Thanks to my niece Gabriella for proofreading and agreeing with this post…love you! **

Even the perfect couple had their share of problems and arguments as I delve into the story of Adam and Eve according to me of course.

After a long day of tending the land, milking the cows and goats, shepherding the sheep and gathering fruits and vegetables for the week, Eve sighs in relief as she looks forward to sitting down and resting her tired bones. “What’s for dinner?” asks Adam. Being ever so loving Eve smiles and with gritted teeth responds, “I don’t cook on Fridays my love so you’ll have to fend for yourself my husband.” “Fend for myself? Woman, when God created you it was done so you may be my companion, share my life, bear my children, nurse me to health when I fall sick and of course to feed me.” Eve stared at this man she was to serve and blinked once, twice, thought for a moment…..did he imply I am his slave? Did he imply I’m to serve him day in and day out? Does he not notice all the work I do around the land and then some? Does he not see I haven’t had my nails done in months, my hair hasn’t scene shears in ages and my split ends are out of control, that I have not shaved my legs in months because I do not have time and he’s moaning about dinner?

She pauses and takes a breath which she blows out impatiently before responding, “Ah, Adam my love, how thoughtless of me to not think of making you dinner. It is obvious that you have worked so hard today swimming in the river, in what you call an attempt to catch fish. Forgive my ignorance in not being a better wife to you. Please give me a moment while I collect some ingredients for your dinner.” She leaves and Adam sits down happy that his lovely Eve has listened to his wise words and has obeyed him.  Ahh, here is my love now, he notices moments later and begins to rise from his seat.  “What in the world? Woman what is the meaning of this?”

Eve approaches Adam with a goat, a rabbit, vegetables and a spear. “You asked for dinner here it is. Milk your own damn goat, take the rabbit out back, choke it, kill it, skin it and cook it over a fire and roast or boil these vegetables for a side dish. If you feel like fish tonight, take this spear and catch your own damn fish!” “That is no way to speak to your husband, what will God say about your behavior woman?” Eve rolls her eyes, puts her hands on her hips and responds, “I think she would agree with me and wonder what took me so long to stand up for myself! I’m leaving you Adam. I am walking over to the other side of the world and find myself a job, a new hut and perhaps a man with a bigger fig leaf. Good bye!”

Last we heard Eve got a job as a salesperson for a boating company and her big break and huge commission came about when she landed a contract for the biggest account in the history of the company. They were commissioned to build the biggest vessel ever and it wasn’t cheap. Their client, Noah, was not only happy with Eve’s sales pitch, he promised to recommend her services to anyone who survived the flood.

Life is all about taking chances and living it to the max!

Eve

Wow, I have abandoned my blog for so long I’ve forgotten what it looks like. This from someone who enjoys writing is tabu.  In my defense I must say I have failed to write updated posts since I’ve been working on other projects which I’m trying to get published. Yes, published.

I will hopefully have my new work titled “Karma is a Biotch” out there either on e-book, or the New York Times Best Seller list.  I promise to send out a few complimentary copies to those who continue to support my writing dream.. I sure sound like a true author don’t I?  Well if you believe it, it will happen!

There’s a new post titled “Blood Bath” somewhere in the Reading Room tab it’s a quick story I jotted down while trying to figure out why does it take so long for a grown a$$ woman to recover from an ear infection. LOL.

Hmm, why is it when you’re hard of hearing everything seems like it’s in surround sound in your head? Example:  while eating salad the darn crunching is so annoying and loud inside my head I can barely hear myself think so I stop eating my salad and don’t even think about eating the croutons. Since I can’t hear so well out of my right ear I keep turning my good ear towards the person speaking to me but sometimes I blank out and all I hear is Charlie Brown’s teacher like “wa-wa-wa-, waa-wa-wa wa!?” After awhile I just shake my head or say I don’t know, I don’t remember, yes, really? that’s nice and have no clue what I’m responding to.

Needless to say since I went off on a tangent here, drop by my reading room and feel free to criticize the post and offer suggestions since I did leave it as a cliffhanger.

Oh and I think I might revive Logan and give him a little something something since the poor guy was dumped by his wife.

Life is good!

Eve

No people this is NOT about that book everyone keeps talking about. I still haven’t picked up a copy yet.  This is about “GREY HAIR”…YES, I am still being terrorized by those annoying white hairs which seem to multiply like gremlins overnight! I don’t know about that e-Trade baby and all his investment advice, he should make a commercial encouraging women to buy Clairol or L’Oreal stock because as I see it, buying a box every two weeks is an investment in itself.

Hmmm, so my grievance today is due to the finding of two, count them two, grey hairs on one of my eyebrows.  A grey hair in one eyebrow, what is that all about? Who knew you could find greys in eyebrows?  I didn’t. My question was, ‘do I dye the hair or pluck it out?’ Well Einstein here plucked the hair out, then there was another hidden behind that one, and one on the top-level of the brow and then there was one hidden in between the darkest hair so I plucked those too. Oops, ahhh, I should have stopped after each pluck and if I had I would have avoided the tiny bald spot I now created on my right brow.  What to do, what to do. I figured if women can shave off their entire eyebrows and draw them back on, then I can fill in the blank by using an eyebrow pencil…which I did.

So why did I forget about the missing hair and my creative idea of penciling it in? And why is it no one tells you when you have a brown smudge running from your brow to your forehead?  I had to suffer the embarrassment of having a smudged brow with its peekaboo bald spot for who knew how long because I forgot and rubbed my brows during the day and no one mentioned it to me.  Well then, as I continue to become creative in the accessorizing of my grey hairs on both my head and brows, I will try to remember, not to rub again.

Life is good with or without the grey!

Eve

Wow! There are so many different outfits out there of brave men and women who are risking their lives to serve our country to protect our rights and freedom.  I have only listed those I can think of on the title of my post and I had to stop because I don’ think I have much room to keep going on.

We all celebrate Memorial Day, Veterans Day and just because those holidays have passed it doesn’t mean we should stop “thanking” those brave enough to leave their families to risk their lives for us. We need to continue giving them thanks and acknowledging the sacrifice they are making for us.  We seldom stop to think of our fellow countrymen who are living in a foreign country not knowing if they will live another day to continue to protect us or if they will make it to the end of their duty to go home to their families.

Damn, I’m one of those who goes to bed at nights, say my prayers, thank God for another day in the morning but when I watch the news and hear of yet another young soldier who lost his life while fighting for us, I feel like crap for not being sensitive enough to acknowledge our men and women are still far away, fighting, crying, struggling and trying to survive another day.

Thank you Navy, Armed Forces, Marines, National Guards, Navy Seals and all other outfits out there fighting, winning, struggling and being the best you can be for the sake of your country!

To all the political leaders who are trying to win votes for the upcoming elections:

Do not use our service men and women as a card to get votes. Until you lose a child, until you face death, until you see your friends dying, until you feel the pain of not seeing your buddy again, until you feel FEAR, until you lose sleep, until you have to watch every step you take, until you don’t have to be afraid to step out of your vehicle…do not use our men and women who are the real leaders of our country as a means to get votes…..use your own skills, experience and ‘heart’ to get where you wish to be if you are a ‘true’ leader.

My brother is a true hero and I am glad he is back home! My fellow American service men and women who have served our country are my true heroes!  Thank you for doing what I could never in my life imagine I can do for you are the few, the proud and the ones who make us what we are today.  THANK YOU!!!

Life is good because of you!

Eve