IT IS GETTING HOT IN HERE.... I WANT TO TAKE

Just sitting around like a slug and thinking about.......

Delish. LOVED him in The Phantom of the Opera.

and then there is this............always classy and hot.

and...........I thought he was so hot in this movie. Then he got gross looking but I can still think about this time... can't I.

And some oldies and goldies that I drooled over as a young girl.......

And one that just gets better and better and makes me melt just to hear his voice.... drum roll please.........

FUNNY WEIRD AND HA HA

You know how your mind goes from one train of thought into another until you all of a sudden think "How did I get onto that subject?". I do that a lot. I don't know why but I was thinking about tanning machines for some reason, got to thinking about when I had a sun lamp when I was a teen. They shouldn't let you buy those things without proper traning. I have had places come up on my legs that I think were caused by my burning myself with that sun lamp. Let me tell you that I am a very pale person. I have had people come up to me and tell me I needed to get some sun. How f'ing rude.

I used this lamp to get tanned. I took it with me to spend the night with my friend Pam. I want you to understand that we are total opposites physically. I am short and she is tall. I have short legs and a long torso and her legs are long. People sometimes called her Legs. Pam decided she wanted to use it. She sat it on her stomach while she laid in bed and read. I kept telling her that she should be wearing the goggles and that she shoudln't stay under it so long. "Oh I will be okay. I don't burn.". Famous last words.

I woke up in the early morning with Pam sitting up in bed and moaning for "moma". Her eyes were swollen shut and pooching out like someone had hit her. It was horrible. I am suprised that she doesn't have face cancer by now. It wasn't funny but now when I think of it I can't help but laugh.

Her face was messed up for a long long time. She peeled several times over. I remember her telling me recently that they said she had cataracts but she didn't beleive them. And now I am wondering..........

DREAMS...WHAT ARE THEY?

Sometimes I have the strangest dreams. Wait. That is a false statement. I always have strange dreams. Some are just more enjoyable or scary or make me angry. I have had dreams where I wake up and then go back to sleep and start back up where I left off. I haven't had dreams like that in a long time.

I once had a dream that my husband at the time was having an affair and had left me. It was so vivid. I woke up angry as hell. I felt that same anger all day. I knew it was a dream but the feelings were real. I don't know if that was my subconscious or what. I did find out that he did have some questionable relationships along the way. Although he adamantly denied it I found out later that he was quite the liar.

It is funny where your dreams pull their content from. Last night I had a dream about a guy I went out with one time in high school. We never even kissed. I haven't been in high school in 30 years. I dreamed we saw each other, he was coaching a basketball team and he was excited to see me and kissed me several times. This was quite pleasurable but he didn't really look like the guy from school and his name wasn't the same. In the dream he was Carl. In truth, I can't remember his name.

Then my dream leaped to me and two other women, one of them was Sarah Jessica Parker, and we were going to see a movie. I think the movie had Robert Downey Jr. in it and I was trying to tell them my favorite movie of his. The guys in front of us kept telling me to shut up. I was whispering and couldn't see how this disturbed them. They called management on me. By this time the whole theater was standing up and I felt like I was in the spotlight. I asked my friends to leave with me and we did. I then threw away my popcorn, which I normally love, and said it sucked anyway. They all agreed and we went into a mall. From there it gets hazy. Are you still awake with my boring dialog?

I have had sexual dreams too. Who hasn't? The funny thing is I get very into the dream, have all these physical and emotional feelings and I want to succumb to it. But I don't. Even in my dreams I am faithful. Damn.

I often wonder why I have dreams about people and places or events that I consciously haven't thought about in so many years. Isn't the brain a very strange thing? I should probably get a dream analysis book. Maybe I can uncover what they really mean. Maybe they are just my brains way of entertaining me or giving me what it thinks I need. Who knows.

Until the next time........I am Tongue Tied and Twisted

JUST AN EARTH BOUND MISFIT CHILD

In case you didn't notice ........ I love PINK FLOYD. Their music is like dreams and fantasy to me. Listening to their music puts me in such a good place. It also reminds me of my younger more carefree days in the 70's. Yes I am that old. Ha Ha.

Do you remember those times? When you wore bell bottom hip huggers? When embroidery on your jeans was so cool? Of course you did that yourself. You didn't buy them that way. I loved them. Oh those were the days.

My bedroom was painted black enamel and I had black light posters all over my room. My bedroom was formerly a sunroom in a very old house. I had two sets of French doors going into it and a door on each end. It was long and narrow. It was just wide enough for me to put a daybed at each end. One was in black velvet and the other was red velvet. I had no solid wall. There were windows everywhere except the wall that connected to the house. That is where the two sets of French doors were. Drapery cost a fortune. They were really thick red drapes with a black print. My room was uber cool.

I would wake up in the mornings sometimes and my younger brother and his friends would be asleep on my floor. I guess they really liked my room. I also must have been sleeping like the dead. I typically didn't sleep much so when I did I was out.

You know I really envy the teenagers today with all the technology available to them. We didn't have cable, VCRs, Cd's, DVDs, cell phones or even pagers. We certainly didn't have computers and the Internet. I LOVE the Internet. It is such a wonderful place to be. I can research, entertain, educate, communicate and work all from one little device. That device can be my desktop, my laptop and has even been on my cell phone. Way too cool.

I know I am dating myself here but I don't care. I think it is fun to reminisce about the past and all those "good" old times. LOL. I have recently connected with some of my old friends from high school. That is really a treat to me. We start talking about all the crazy zany stuff we used to do. I was so mean in a way. I wasn't really mean but I liked to pick on my best friends. I had one friend that had a knock out figure and I called her "bottle butt". I don't know why. It was terrible of me but I wasn't trying to be malicious.

I got married very young. I really didn't want to get married but I did. Not because I was pregnant or anything. I remember smashing a handful of spaghetti in his face. He had made me mad and would not shut up. So the spaghetti facial happened. I ran and locked myself in the bathroom to avoid retaliation. I am so laughing right now thinking of that. My hubby had very curly hair. I called him "rug head". Didn't bother him at all. People seemed to have lots of nicknames back then. One of my was "little shit ass". That was what rug head called me. You can probably guess why.

Bottle butt's younger sister was also a best friend and we called her "breeze". I had another girlfriend that we called "Rufus". There was Gladys, Mushhead, Moan, Hoghead and on and on. Anyway....it was a fun time as I am sure it is for most teens. Maybe it didn't feel so fun at the time and I know it felt a lot more serious than it does now when looking back. We think everything is about the now and this and that and when you get past all those crazy years you realize you should have just relaxed and enjoyed it more. I guess what they say is mostly true......"Youth is wasted on the young".

Which brings me to the present. I just need to relax and enjoy it more. I need to connect with those good friends that I can. Some of them are no longer with us due to illness, accidents or dumb ass drug addictions. I don't understand that last one. If you can make it through your teen years, high school and all that angst what happens to you to make you 20+ years later turn to drugs. What a shame.

Anyway..... until next time I am Tongue Tied and Twisted