Friday, April 27, 2007

TGIF!


I am so freakin happy that it is Friday! Its a beautiful day outside. I have a few things that I can do as an excuse to get out of the office and I am thinking that I will take advantage of that. I do have a slight headache/toothache, not sure which really. But its cool, cause I am finished for the week. The old man got pissed at me this morning cause he wanted me to be late today. We argued about it last night, but he is selfish and does not understand true responsibility. So he will just have to be mad. I seriously don't care! He can just get glad in the same pants he got mad in! It wouldn't bother me if he simply collected his belongings and moved on. I talked to his mother yesterday. She confirmed my fears that if he was put out, she would not let him move back in with her. This makes me feel a little sorry for his dumb ass.


I would love to go outside and smoke a cigarette. But is early. Not happening yet. I would love to drive back home and lay in the sun in the back yard. This probably won't happen at all, cause by the time I get home, all the sunnin will be over for the day. Guess I could try a gas station tannin bed, huh? NEVER AGAIN. I still have nightmares involving bright lights and latex.

So everyone have a great weekend, I'll see you on Monday. Oh and I believe that I will be judging AussieJourno's blog awards next week, so the posts may be slow, we'll see.
Copper

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Welcome to the black parade


















Why you so mad?



Why is it that we hold grudges? Against the chic that your old man slept with, the guy that beat you out of the position at work or even the teacher that made you cry in middle school. I am really bad about this. I am not sure that "Forgive and Forget" is in me. I make an honest effort, I really do, but it seems that I get led back anger as soon as those old memories pop in for a visit. My mind likes to torment itself, re-living painful times, remembering detailed conversations, eventually resulting in me getting pissed off all over again. When I was younger, this used to get me into a lot of trouble. I would literally go out looking for the the person that I felt had wronged me, vowing to damage them or their life in some way. I got into way too many altercations, thankfully, I have avoided a criminal record. But now, post-children, I just keep all that anger locked up. Unhealthy, but extremely hard to get over. Its funny though, almost as fast as I stopped trying to "repay the favor" myself, I realized that what goes around, DOES come back around. (Wow, i think i just plagiarized Justin Timberlake, hope HE don't hold a grudge!)

Blogs to make you think

I was informed this morning that my blog makes my dear friend David McMahon think. That sentence sounds odd to me. It is flattering to know that my writing is more than words. I am extremely honored. I do believe that writing this blog has been one of the most rewarding things that I have undertaken in life.

With this honor comes a challenge: To in turn link to 5 blogs that make ME think.

After much reading and thought, I have decided upon the following blogs:

http://chewy-myblog.blogspot.com/ I spend alot of time looking at her creations. They draw you in.

http://www.postsecret.blogspot.com/ This is an extremely popular blog. I re-read the rules and there are no exclusions listed, so when it comes to making me think, this site is guaranteed.

http://inconstantdirective.blogspot.com/ The mad doctor will always get the mind to twist.

http://open-and-explore.blogspot.com/ Keeps me updated on live outside the United States.

http://adarkershadeofblack.blogspot.com/ Gives me at look at life from a different perspective. A long time favorite.



Finally, Here is the link to David's Blog. He is the makes us all think!! Thank you David, for the opportunity!

authorblog: Gold, Frankincense And Mur

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

The Shower


The only circumstances that a man and a woman should be in a shower together is for sexual purposes. Any other time, its just a nightmare! Don't get me wrong, shower sex is great, but if the intent is to "get clean" not "get off"' so "get outta my way!"


Standing in the back of the shower, covered in suds, freezing, while a man stands there blocking all the water, staring at me and smiling (at least HE'S enjoying this), is NEVER what I had planned. It starts innocently enough. I get into the shower. Get my hair wet and all lathered up. I start to rinse the shampoo out and hear the bathroom door open. So he comes in and starts to chat, and its never about anything either. This should tip me off, but I keep talking none the less. I turn to face the water and wash the day's Maybelline from my eyes, and feel this sudden rush of cold. Like standing in front of a ice cream freezer naked, (just trust me on this one, I know this sensation). I intantly know that I have been invaded. I am also instantly pissed off. So of course, he grumbles, its cold back here, so I let him get wet and its all down hill from here. Soap drying to my body. Conditioner dripping down my back. I just let him finish.


As he smiles at me he has no clue that I just washed my ass with that body puff he is scrubbing his face with... maybe there is a reason to smile after all!


Happy Single Showering !!!


Copper


Wednesday, April 18, 2007

So judgemental!






I judge people. I its not intentional most of the time. Its almost a reflex. I read a cute blog of a friend of that talked about the natural urge to look at the grocery carts of the people in line before you. Then make small judgements about their purchases. I look at my own cart and think "damn if someone is paying attention, they must think I'm nuts!" Take this sample receipt that I found in my purse:


120z sour cream

10ct magnum condoms

toilet bowl brush

blue ice tray (4)

lg breed canine leash/woven

5lb Dixie crystals cane sugar

6x4 wire screening

1ct electrical tape


If I found this receipt and drew my own conclusions, I would think the person was into some serious S&M, in reality, I was repairing my dog lot and an X-box controller, making baked potatoes for supper and sweet tea to go with it. The condoms, well a girl gotta do something after all that to unwind!


That said, its not just grocery carts. I look at people and try to figure them out too. A bad habit. Its unfair to others, I know, but at least I keep my opinions to myself. Good thing too. Because I try to figure out stuff like: who are they sleeping with, who are they trying to sleep with? Would I eat from their kitchen, (another blog in itself), do they have pets, are the secretly emo? Is that her real hair? nails? tits? Is that what I think it is in his pants, and if it is does he have a ring on his left hand? A tan line where the ring is supposed to go, but he saw me checkin him out, and hid the ring and attempted to hide something else in his pants?


The list just goes on and on. Sometimes I just pull up a bench to the world and watch, laugh and wonder...


Copper

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

I am such a naughty mood!

Guess its best I just keep my mouth shut today. But a picture really does say 1000 words!

Monday, April 16, 2007

Obsess Much?


I have been "tagged". I am now faced with the task of listing five things that I am obsessed with.

Dictionary.com defined obsession as:


ob·ses·sion –noun
1. the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc.
2. the idea, image, desire, feeling, etc., itself.
3. the state of being obsessed.
4. the act of obsessing.


So if I use 1. as my parameters, this task now graduates to a challenge. But lets begin.


1. My Appearance ~ This is a biggie, and yes it does dominate my thoughts. I was raised to be this way. I do not know any better. On my indecisive days, I will change outfits 2 or 3 times before leaving the house. I am constantly afraid that the one day that I go out looking like "who shot John" that I will just happen to run into someone of the presidency level. Insane notion, I know. But nonetheless dominate. Luckily, I love my body and the way that I look. Not to sound conceited, I am a far cry from perfection, but I am pleased.


2. Finances ~ I constantly re-evaluate my financial situation. I do not like the feeling of owing money to anyone.


3. My children's safety ~ If I could cage them in the cellar and home school them I would. Just today there was another shooting on school grounds. A college campus this time. The world is a scary place.


4. Shoes ~ Not a joke. I LOVE shoes. It is the my "one thing". Women know what I mean. Each of us have made this statement: I know I shouldn't spend money on it, but its my "one thing" that I myself, and I deserve it! So this is mine. Even if I don't buy anything I still like to look.


5. This blog ~ I love doing this. It really allows me an outlet for release. Its non-judgemental. But I get feedback and its very important to me. I have always wanted to be a writer, but that's not going to happen, so this is my supplement. I can act a fool if I want. Be serious. Whatever, its all accepted and even if nobody ever read it, at least it found its way out of my system.


Hey, thanks Lady_T, that was fun!


There ya go,

Copper

Friday, April 13, 2007

Love me when I'm gone


Today I learned that while I was away, I remained on Aussiejourno's Top Blog List. I am astonished. So thanks to everyone who has stuck with me, and thanks to all of the new readers that I am getting. I promise to try to stay entertaining while maintaining true Copper style!!

HOT SEX?


I love to lay in tanning beds. I know that there are many risks involved, but nothing is good for you in excess. So last night, I set out after work to have my body baked for 20 minutes. I typically go to one of the local tanning parlors. Its a nice atmosphere. Palm trees painted on the walls. The smell of coconut and Pine-Sol fill the air in a sweet and sour mix that is somehow comforting. When I tan here its a refreshing experience. The cost per visit is around $4.50. I have always felt that it is worth it, a small price to pay for relaxation and the added benefit of glowing skin.


When I arrived at my usual spot, I was alarmed at the amount of cars in the parking lot. The place does not make appointments, first come first serve. I walk in, look around and my spirits drop. There are 9 people in the waiting room. This is a 5 bed facility and all are currently occupied. I inquire about my wait time: "It'll be 'bout 45 minutes, hon. Just take a seat." I'm not feelin it. I get in my car to leave. Dammit, now what? In was really looking forward to that. Then I remembered a conversation that I had with a friend of a friend:


HER: Ooh, I love your tan. Where do you go?

ME: Electric Sun, I like it there. Have you ever been?

HER: Well yea. A long time ago, but I got sick of paying all that money when I can go to the BP Gas Station and tan for $2.

ME: Are the beds the same? Do they work as well?

HER: Oh yea, their the exact same beds. Its the only place I will go.


So here I am, thinking about this. What do I have to loose? At least I will get to tan. So I pull up and park at the gas station. This feels a little weird. I go up the the counter and ask the lady about the tanning beds. She smells of cheese doodles and coffee. This should have been a warning sign. I pay the lady her two bucks and am lead behind a set of beer coolers two bed #2 of 3 possible beds. I go in.


The floor is the old plastic tile and most are popping up and peeling. There is a fan in the corner that has about an inch of dust on the blades and long hairs of all colors, that have been sucked in, are blowing out towards me. I tentatively begin to dis-robe. Carefully placing my clothes in the lawn chair that has been provided. For my "comfort" I presume. I'd have to be out of my mind to allow my ass to touch this chair! I now notice the bed itself. The bottom half looks decent. The stickers are peeling from the sides, and there are tiny cracks along the edges of the plexiglass bottom. But still usable, i guess.


Then i raise the top. I swear this is no joke:


THERE IS A USED CONDOM STUCK BETWEEN THE PLEXIGLASS TOP AND THE TANNING BULBS!!


I gagged!! It couldn't have been there long. It was not melted, I guess latex would melt under those conditions, never tried.


How did this get there? Why was it left? As a joke? (not funny) Accidental? (no way) So needless to say, I re-dress. I don't even stop by the counter to ask for my money back or report the situation. (Which I should have done, and now feel a bit guilty about)


Guess you get what you pay for!

Copper

Thursday, April 12, 2007

I majored in Street 101


Street 101

Funny how many jobs require a degree in order to even get an interview. Your degree does not even have to be in a relevant field. You could major in journalism, and apply for a position in a human services field. It wouldn’t matter, you would at least pull a meeting. But if you did not finish and actually earn a degree, you are left with a possible “experience in lieu of degree” interview. Would it not be wonderful if all of the life experiences that you have had could be rolled over into college credit? With that said I present to you:

Copper Street University

Offering the following courses:

Hood Rat-ology
In this course you will learn how to classify all the females that you will encounter in life. We will cover bitches and hoes, strawberries and heads. You will see, first hand, who can be detrimental to your lifestyle and who you can use to make a come-up. Ladies, you especially want to takes this class so you can learn who your real girls are and if you learn nothing else in this class, you will know that you CAN’T TRUST BITCHES.

Side Hustle 101
Here you will learn that anything can be bought or sold. You just have to find the right person and price. You CAN make money and SHOULD make money. If you see a good deal, take it. There will always be someone to push it off on down the road.

Project Carpentry
This is one I’ve learned and regularly put into use. You can fix anything. Believe that. Look around. That hole in the drywall, hang a picture over it. The drawer in the kitchen that won’t slide right? Just jerk that thing out and let the kids play with it on the stoop, you don’t have to deal with it then. See how easy this is? The best thing is once you master carpentry, you automatically know Project Electronics. Batteries get low ~ toss ‘em in the freezer, they will work again. Can’t get the local channel on the TV? Wrap the “rabbit ear antennas” with tin foil. Perfect clarity as long as you stand to the left of the couch and the microwave door is left partially open.

Street Vocab
What do they mean sellin “cookies?” or “chicken?” Straight drop what? Who’s a head? How many “cousins” can one man have? Why would you toss a perfectly good pair of sneakers way up there? And other questions that you may have asked yourself. I had a great professor lined up to teach this class, he majored in Ghetto Pharmaceuticals, but he is currently unavailable. So this class will have to be put on hold for 5 to 10, but at 30% with good time…. Uh we better just hold off on this one.

Copper

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

I love you Tracie


Ok yall, not 5 min after my last post my friend Tracie calls to see if I am ok and offered to let me borrow her husband and a sledge hammer to fix my problem. Although I have declined her generous offer, she made me feel better and thats what counts. Its nice to know that someone cares and is looking out for you. Even if its just idle threats, created for our amusement, it helped my mood.


So thanks Tracie!! You mean the world to me !

Depressed today


A fight at home before work with the old man


Foot bruised, throat swollen and brusied, ego bruised worse. Hate feeling defeated!!


Sorry I haven't been up-beat last few posts...


Copper


Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Action to Reaction


If I was to get philosophical for a moment, would you bare with me? I am in an odd place today. Almost as if I were outside, looking in on myself and, well life, in general. I wonder what makes people do the things that they do. Obviously, and all you psych majors out there can correct me if I have forgotten some key element here, everything the we do is seeking a reaction of some sort. Whether good or bad, still we are seeking a reaction. The way that we dress, speak, look at others, etc. All seeking reactions. Sometimes we do things just to annoy or anger someone, we even seek revenge in certain situations.

Reactions… so what reactions am I seeking? I want my children to become strong Christian adults, with will to succeed. I want my dog to be bigger and stronger than all the others on the block. I want my car to smell like Blunt Power every day of the week.
www.bluntpower.com, for all those curious. When I get dressed each day, I am seeking the reaction of “damn that is one tough bitch”! I suppose that if I had to make a list of wants and needs and then balance them with my actions, I would find that I am focused on myself most often. I like to be the center of attention. I enjoy competition with other females. I assume that stems from my Beauty Queen days, but I thrive on it, none the less.

But that’s all small scale. What about the big picture? What are my large ticket ‘items of life’? I am doing this on the fly, but let me try to wrap my mind around this:

Copper’s List of “Life Items Needed”

A house of my own, in my name only, using only my credit. DONE
A job where I feel valued and the compensation is enough to get me out of this living month to month rut. IN PROGRESS
A car that does not screech when I start it in cold weather and the A/C works. Guess this one will have to wait, due to the fulfillment of #1. NOT YET
A man who will respect me for who I am and love me, including all of my flaws, unconditionally. This man will also have to have an unfaltering commitment to me, and me only. This is probably the most far fetched item on the list, due to the fact that I am unsure that this person even exists. I suppose that it is possible, I may have even met this person on the street and maybe spoken a kind word or friendly hello. But how do I ever find my way back to him? This one will have to be left up to God to orchestrate. Heaven knows I’ve had no luck on my own! NOT YET/(even possible?)
My children to not deposit me in a Nursing Home in my old age. I am attempting to combat this one by giving them all the love, attention and affection as possible, in hopes that I will receive the same care when Alzheimer’s kicks in. IN PROGRESS

So are my actions actually seeking my desired reactions? Or am I completely misguiding myself? I believe I am headed somewhere, I just have no idea where. Guess we’ll find out together.

Friday, April 6, 2007

I always want what i cant have...



Nuf' Said..






MMM......... dammit!

SuperWOMAN Returns


This has been a crazy couple of weeks guys! I have been trying to get back here, but something always came up.


Updates:


1.The Red Heifer ~ Two days after I left she puts in her resignation also. Says to Tracie and the gang that she feels she would be better off somewhere else. What I want to know is why it took her so long to figure that one out. If she had made that decision a couple of weeks earlier, then I may have re-thought my decision to leave. But its only superficial. Truth is 'Momma' kept the bitch on the payroll, and she is still terrorizing Tracie.


2.Tracie and Big Momma ~ Tracie emailed Big Momma and told her about herself and her heifer daughter. This was priceless. One of those that you want to print and frame. The end result was a meeting with Tracie and Big Momma where Tracie was told that the problem was not Heifer but Tracie and her attitude! Yea, OK. Needless to say, Tracie is now searching for another place of occupation. I feel for her. She is forced to labor in an environment of contention, and given my current situation, i understand her frustration.


3.My new job ~ Picture being a high paid alien. You land on a planet inhibited by folks who have been shunned and ignored by their leader. Accomplishments unrecognized and unrewarded. Salaries that do not equal the amount of personal sacrifice expended. Now, all of the people on the planet are aware of your compensation level, because the leader painted it on the side of your spaceship and announced your arrival so that everyone was prepped to point and stare. (anyone gettin the picture?) So, this is fun. I have one friend here, and he is put in an odd position, because of this. I sincerely do not want him to be labeled as a traitor. He, like me, has an extremely strong personality, and we are in the process of negotiating the terms of our friendship.


4. My thoughts ~ I am an emotional wreck. I need peace or at the least a drug induced calm. I cannot get either. I honestly just need a hug! The "old man" is not providing any sort of comfort, as usual, if its not about him its not important. My buddy Jody is going through personal crisis and I cannot burden him with my problems. And just like always, I can't talk to my mom because I can't stand the thought of her worrying about me. So I just tell her that everything is wonderful, marvelous, and spectacular...then go cry in the bathroom.


5. So now what? ~ Well this I know... I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED never have been, and never will be. This is one bitch that will conquer all! I have my pride and my beautifully shaped ass, I will make it! (attempt at forced humor)



But for the most part, I am pleased with my decision. Life is never easy. There will always be challenges, but the pack leader always pulls to the front! I'll be back on top and ridin the hell outta this bull in due time!


(more later)


Copper

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

The return is near!

Hey everyone!

Cant believe I have not been forgotten yet! I will be back full force by the end of the week. I just don't have my laptop at me new office yet. Things are going well. I made $300 on my Yard Sale! I really miss you guys!!

I will be back soon, and with juicy details too!!!

Copper