Champagne Sunday’s: Honeyflea…

almost a year since I started this thing (www.honeyflea.wordpress.com) I look back and laugh, because it seems like mostly song lyrics that moved me as I was moving through mourning. Not as isolated as just a heart that was broken, but mourning a loss of self…

anger…

These past few weeks, I recognize myself…

(Has it been years I’ve embraced brokenness???)

Reaching out to pull a smile from anyone in my path. Just because…

Saying sorry…

Looking to my left and to my right, and gazing on people who have toughed out the dark, and decided, ASKED, to walk along side anyways; holding my hand when they should. Darlings I know will be there ten, twenty years from now. Letting them in…

Spiritually moving, seeking. Continuous dialogue with the lover of my soul. Resting in that love…

This manifesting of life…

Oh how sweet…

Champagne Sunday’s: How to Be 5 Star…

1. Be Awesome
2. Be Amazing
3. Be You
4. Be Me
5. Just Be

Words cannot express how thankful I am for my 5 Star’s in my life. I have spent the last 3 months falling in love with the most important people: My Family & My Friends.

I often wondered how long it would take for me to finally feel whole again, complete again, alive again…well it took 33 years and it was worth the wait.

This portion of my journey I bring the best company as they all are a reflection of me and the person that I have always wanted to be. The easiest thing in life is living it and loving it and laughing at it.

I have 5 Stars tattooed on my body and every so often someone asks what they mean.  What they mean to me I can only sum up and say…no matter where I go or what I do in my life my 5 Stars lead me to wherever I go and will always be with me and I with them…

Champagne Sunday’s: On Champagne Sunday’s…

 

 

Sunday’s are the only day that I do not make my bed because I attend mass religiously at St. Mattress.  I was in a coma for the better half of yesterday because of the ingestion of mass amounts of Margarita’s and Liquid Cocaine (RED BULL). That rat bastard not only gives you wings, it also give you a heart attack and a killer headache.  I thought my heart and head were going to explode.  I took a ton of Vitamin B’s & C’s & M’s (Mimosa’s) just to get my body back to normal.  I still feel like death!!!

 

I have 2 brain cells left and currently trying to regenerate more at the moment.  I hope that I will have 4 by Wednesday, 6 by Friday and none by Saturday.  With the 1 brain cell I had left yesterday,  it did give me enough motivation to get out of bed and catch up on my shows: Intervention (My Name is Torre and I am a PARTYOHOLIC) , Project Runway (I love it when she says…YOU OUT), The Hills (I just can’t get enough of Spencer and Heidi and the show is so real), CNN (Get updated on Worldly Issues), Sports Center (Score board for College Football ONLY, gotta keep up for my bookie) and that is pretty much it. 

 

My attention span only lasts for an hour or two so the rest of my Sunday’s are dedicated to jumping on my bed, practicing my ninja moves, planning my following weekends outfits and downloading music.  I occasionally venture out of the house for a 5K, but it usually ends up as a 10 meter walk to Easy Street Café for food because I am too lazy to attempt to burn something.  The only thing missing that would make a perfect Champagne Sunday is SEX.  Lots of it.  Who doesn’t want to stay in bed all day and play naked twister with an occasional snack???

 

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