Javajune's Blog

Someone once said… “Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”

The power of love or lust- I’m not sure

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Last night I welcomed DJ to the sofa and she talked about the pain of losing her best friend. It happened in the ususal way- a fight over a guy. This is what she had to say…

“he plays his game..i fell for it..and then i tell her the truth. She screams and tells me our friendship is over with no forgiveness. I was sorry for what I did thats why I told. I regretted it.I have been crying since march because I miss my friend.”

 

 It made me wonder why this seems to happen to women over and over again. What is it that makes us forget our heads and fall into the arms of a man before we consider the consequences? Do they have some sort of unseen  power that can’t be stopped? Yeah, I think that’s it.

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The following is a little ditty that kind of illustrates that power and our weakness toward it.

 

Tally stared hard at the man in the dark corner of the bar. She felt her heart stop and then start again. Underneath that cowboy hat was a face she knew and loved. Tally ran to his side and tossed his hat to the floor. He looked up and pulled her lips to his. The long kiss with his melt in her mouth lips and a soft caress was familiar and just the way she liked it. David always knew just how to touch her; it was perfect and exactly what she needed. Tally was a different person now and had vowed to never fall in love again but that idea became buried deep the moment she saw him. The lies, the loneliness and his cheating ways all forgotten with just one kiss. They were lovers from a lifetime ago who had found each other again. Even though she’d prayed that her life would be declared a do-over, this couldn’t be happening. Her eyes were clouded by tears but sight wasn’t necessary as she breathed in the scent of this man she’d missed so much, it was heaven. As her tears subsided she cradled  her hands around his cheeks and took a long look at his face; she knew it was true because the eyes never lie. He still loved her. She could learn to forgive him because lies can be told for good reason and fairy tales sometimes do come true, don’t they? Tally was searching for a new life on her own but found instead that the past was too much a part of her. She couldn’t let go.

 

Just something I wrote a couple years ago and it seemed to fit this situation. DJ if your listening (reading) forget the guy, especially if you really don’t care about him, like you said. Give your friend some time to forgive you, don’t force it. When the time is right you can tell her how sorry you are and forge a new friendship. Good luck to you.

 

It’s getting a little steamy in here I think I’ll go take a cool shower.  On second thought maybe I’ll go find my cowboy hat 😉  Enjoy your day.

xo-jj

 

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April 29, 2009 Posted by | bad boys, confessions, lovers | , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Impact and Impulse

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(Gazing ball on my porch, reflecting me and my front door- it felt right)

So i took this picture last night about an hour before sunset and it evoked a feeling in me. Well it was more like one of those questioning or pondering kind of things I do when I’m alone. The thing I was wondering about was this- what impacts you and I to do the things we do? Let me make this simple… what is it that makes you act on an impulse one day but play it safe the next? I am very impulsive most of the time, especially when shopping- definitely not a good thing these days.

 I get in a certain mood when everything just feels right and then watch out because I’m ready to try almost anything. But what is it that makes me feel this way? I think it’s sometimes the right music, a seducing scent like Jo Malone’s Pomagranite Noir– can’t get enough of that- or maybe vintage colors that are warm and just melt one into the other, trigers it.  Yeah, it’s that allure thing again.

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(Bougainvillea vine on my cottage deck)

I’m not sure what it is but I know the feeling when something  is just right at the moment and so I act on it. It doesn’t always look or feel the same a little later. But you know when something is right even if it’s only right for the moment. Well this is the story of my life. yes I live for the moment but I love it. My life is one big series of moments just strung together by a crazy thread. Everything doesn’t always fit so nice and neatly but that’s okay. I enjoy everyday some more than others. Everything doesn’t have to make sense, well at least I hope not because if it does then I clearly missed the boat a long time ago. I always have several kettles on to boil, or irons in the oven, so to speak. Sometimes I roll with one for a while and leave it in the dust and then try another for a while. It does get a bit confusing at times but loving what you do is what it’s all about. 

You may be wondering when I’m going to get to the point of this ramble but that’s just it- there is no point- just rambling.

The weather is changing and the birds are chirping- gotta love that- go out and enjoy it!

jj

April 23, 2009 Posted by | me, rants, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , | 6 Comments