tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post1235007443627523128..comments2023-10-20T02:21:56.395-07:00Comments on Walking Butterfly: Back In Time? No Thanx!Brenda Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01842228644349167297noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-60879304974726349132011-02-21T16:38:53.185-08:002011-02-21T16:38:53.185-08:00LOVE the new look! It is so you:)
And enjoyed t...LOVE the new look! It is so you:) <br />And enjoyed the lovely post as well.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17480046958714954128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-69348527125562225212011-02-21T15:14:14.354-08:002011-02-21T15:14:14.354-08:00Sounds like a day full of memories and special mom...Sounds like a day full of memories and special moments. It´s still hard for me to accept that I am part of "the older" crowd now. But I guess there´s nothing you can do about it, so you/we might as well enjoy it.<br /><br />Love the new header!Betty Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02357132033070346815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-34695623291182451842011-02-21T06:36:11.268-08:002011-02-21T06:36:11.268-08:00What a great walk down memory lane. I know what y...What a great walk down memory lane. I know what you mean about being the 'old ones' now...and I'm not liking it that much. LOL Those ladders look like fun...and they're RED- my favorite color. <br /><br />Love the new header!Empty Nesterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14060983954463697344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-6364735725711921002011-02-21T02:59:56.357-08:002011-02-21T02:59:56.357-08:00I can't believe I've found another 'Th...I can't believe I've found another 'Thanx' with an 'x' speller!! I thought I was the only one ...<br /><br />Have a great week!Red Nomad OZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03020668094026661054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-80758288894991748612011-02-20T21:14:46.005-08:002011-02-20T21:14:46.005-08:00A few years ago, I went back to the neighbourhood ...A few years ago, I went back to the neighbourhood where I grew up (about thousand miles from where in live now). Almost all the little (and not so little) houses were gone, replaced by mini-mansions. I had trouble figuring out where old neighbours homes would have been. So much change.<br /><br />P.S.: Glad the butterfly is taking wing!Miss Sadiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08569594607534260565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-12739156097058126922011-02-20T19:20:11.192-08:002011-02-20T19:20:11.192-08:00I love the header. So colorful and original!
Y...I love the header. So colorful and original! <br /><br />Your old town is so amazing looking. I love the architecture. so much history. It is bitter sweet to walk down memory lane, isn't it?Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05904475961832992495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-268631118632514232011-02-20T17:32:45.778-08:002011-02-20T17:32:45.778-08:00I like your site. Thanks! Here is a true story of ...I like your site. Thanks! Here is a true story of mine in return.<br /><br />I BROKE THE TABOO WITH A TATTOO<br />Lisa Nicole Lopes had premonitions about her own death, but she wasn't able to avoid it, despite the early warnings. I feel that I can relate to her, but I dealt with similar suspicions (of my own) differently than she did and I, unlike her, am here to tell you what I did to survive my first encounter with The Reaper.<br /><br />Lisa Lopes was better known as Left Eye (a nickname that a boyfriend gave her because he said that her left eye was lazy). She was one of three singers in the 80's band TLC. Her premonitions about her own death and subsequent untimely demise are well documented, because Lisa and a crew were filming a documentary in Honduras during the time. Left Eye Lopes spoke on film about her omen, and again after a car that she was riding in had run over and killed a young boy. She lamented that the spirit that killed the boy was actually aiming for her but had missed.<br /><br />Lopes paid for the little boy's funeral and did what she could to comfort the lost lad's family. Apparently Left Eye was right about the spirit that haunted her, because a month after the boy's death, Lopes died in a car crash (in Honduras). This time she was driving. Lisa was the only one in the vehicle that was wearing a seat-belt, but she died... and everyone else survived.<br /><br />After hearing a story like this, some would say that it was Lisa's time, and that there wasn't anything that she could do to avoid it. Had I not gone through a similar situation, I might agree. But since I did, I don't.<br /><br />There was a time when I felt like (my) death was close to me. I ignored the eery feelings for awhile, chocking them up to pessimism, but eventually I faced the strengthening force, first by admitting to my self that it existed. Left Eye got this far, but recognizing spirits isn't rocket science for god's sake. You have to fight stuff like this, not freeze like a deer caught in the headlights!<br /><br />I FOUGHT MY TABOO WITH A TATTOO.<br /><br />It was 1986 and I was in Davenport, Iowa, when I finally decided to face the Reaper before he faced me. Since the Reaper has no face, I'm speaking figuratively.<br />I was sitting on a bar stool when a fellow came in asking if anyone wanted to get a tattoo. We chatted, and before too long I was the customer that he was looking for. We left the bar and went to a little garage space that he tattooed out of. The scene was totally unprofessional, as far as tattoo shops go, but since I was a carny (carnival guy) it wasn't anything new to me. I stopped the artist from apologizing for the place and we got down to the business of picking something out to tattoo on me.<br /><br />There wasn't a lot to choose from, no walls of colorful flash or volumes of designs just a single, thinly filled, loose leaf binder. Having never wanted a skull tattoo, I surprised myself by selecting one with a black rose between it's teeth. "That's the Black Rose Of Death tattoo," the needler told me. "Perfect," I proclaimed! "It's just what I need to fight the reaper. Put it on my left arm where I can keep my eye on him.¨<br /><br />I believe that the left represents the spiritual side and the right represents the physical side, so my tattoos are placed accordingly. One month later, in Chicago, I was stabbed (in the heart and stomach) to death. The doctor that saved me, said that I have a new birthday and... I still have that tattoo, too.The Spiritual Hobohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06187725786199179735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-27589422434246801732011-02-20T16:47:11.483-08:002011-02-20T16:47:11.483-08:00Shawna - I recently asked a good friend to do it f...Shawna - I recently asked a good friend to do it for me and I just put it up less than an hour ago! Isn't it wonderful?<br />Yep, I dropped those prim and proper church shoes and purse! freedom!Brenda Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01842228644349167297noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-7861974765202729162011-02-20T16:40:09.352-08:002011-02-20T16:40:09.352-08:00I am crazy about your header!!! How long have you ...I am crazy about your header!!! How long have you had it? I haven't read any blogs for ages!<br /><br />I love how she dropped her church shoes and purse when she started to fly. :)✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152766234203760736.post-27765089742717806232011-02-20T15:54:33.639-08:002011-02-20T15:54:33.639-08:00Sounds like a great way to spend an anniversary. ...Sounds like a great way to spend an anniversary. Very special. Thanks for sharing it.BBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09432729957196570774noreply@blogger.com