Just kiddddddding

I've notice that in a couple of recent blogs, I keep telling my readers to 'look for more blogs' or 'I'm going to be blogging more'..  Well, JUST KIDDDDDDDDING! Okay, I wasn't just kidding really, but it seems that I've became one of those "Fibbers".  I fibbed... I know horrible... I've been meaning to get at this damn thing, but I just keep finding myself busy... Well not really busy, just wrapped up in my makeup... I've been obsessed with coming up with new looks.  What did you say? Convert my makeup into my blogs?!! What a marvelous idea! I'd say I get on that but I'd just be kidddddding! Maybe I'll try it.. Then I can do both AT THE SAME TIMMMMMME! Come one  Mai get on it! On the bright side, I've been making money from my makeup... That's always fun... Okay, I'll try to blog to my bloggity more! Gah, get off my back!

As always- Thanks for tuning in!

Love you all!
~MaiTai

The Vultures of Facebook

Have you ever noticed that everyone is a vulture on Facebook?  I thought that Facebook was a social network to get in touch with people in your lives that you don't get to see anymore, and to catch up with good friends.  These days, it's nothing but a hole full of drama trying to suck you in and never letting go.  More people are there to bash one another back and forth than they are to be happy for the other.  Most people are full of envy and just don't want to see anyone else happy but themselves, so the best thing they can come up with is to dog them on site.  I know, I have no room to talk, for I too have fell victim to the malicious game of Facebook! I started letting FB control me instead of me controlling my FB.  It's pathetic really.  I found myself checking it everyday several times a day.  And for what? To check out the latest gossip of who was fighting with who that day.  I'm not saying that everyone's life should be full of rainbows and butterflies, because I know that people just have down right bad days... That's fine... Complain about your bad days, but stop trash talking other people... It's just a horrible habit that people start to fall under because their peers are doing it, and I am Exhibit A falling under the pressure of my peers.  So you want to know what I did? I deactivated my FB account!!! That's right, you read right!!!! I D.E.Activated the damn thing!  Just for a few days, until I can fully function a full day without it... I honestly think it's for the best... Those FBVultures are nothing but trouble! Let me tell you though, it's been hard! I've found myself numerous times already trying to go to my ap on my phone, but luckily it doesn't log me in automatically anymore, so that's a sign that says, "Hey,  you don't need to be on here." I'ts helped, but I admit I'm having a little withdrawals, and it's only been an hour or so.... But that's okay, that's what I need... I need to do a lot of "self reflecting" anyhow... I don't like the person I have become.... I'm not the feisty, hold nothing back, speak her mind kinda girl lately, and that's just not me... So I think this time off FB will help me find me again as well.  Drama free, and me again! That's what I'm looking for! And by the time I log back on to the ol' FB page, I'll be a new person, new positive person I should say!

In the mean time, look for more blogs! I plan on doing that a lot more, now that there's no distraction!

Thanks for tuning in!! -And remember, if FB has you down, just don't log in or delete it for a couple days, it wouldn't hurt to self reflect yourself either!!!

-MaiTai

Wicked Stepmother



 I really can't stand mine... Better known as my father's wife.  "Wicked Stepmother" is too much of a compliment...  She has litterally kept me from being in my younger sister's life during her Senior year of high school... Had she not caused drama with me, I wouldn't be standing here as angry as I am... But here I am, pissed the fuck off! I wish I had one of those apples that everyone seems to have in every classical Disney movie... That would definitely come in handy... But life goes on... I stear clear, and live my life to the fullest without the Wicked...  I do wish like every fairy tale ending, that I will indeed have my sister back in my life for good... In this scenario, patience is a virtue!

-MaiTai

Need..... To.......

BLOG ON MY BLOGITY!

2011 New Years Resolution

Making a resolution is the act of "resolving" something.  Most people have made resolutions to better their life in one way or another.  But I have past the point in my life where my life doesn't need resolving.  In the past 5 years I have had the most hostile trials that life could throw at me,  I think most of you know what these are and there is no need to address them.  I can honestly say that I have experienced more in life at the age of 24 than most grown people at the age of 50 can say for themselves.  John and I will be married for 5 years in 4 days and we get along better than most marriages in their 20 years,  we even beat the odds of a military marriage (thank you Raiden) and that says a lot.  Only us and 1 other couple are still married out of all the marriages in Johns last unit.  We are more financially stable than over 80% of the people we know.  We are literally happy and healthy for the first time in a long time and there really isn't anything I would like to resolve in the up coming year.. I  am so grateful and thankful for what I have that I could not ask for anything better.  Why in the world would I want to fix that?! --There was a time when I would have never thought I would say anything remotely close to that!!

So after long contemplation, my new years resolution is just this:  To live life... 

With that being said, I hope that you don't take the things in life for granted and that you can accept the things you cannot change and maybe next year your life won't need "resolving" either! Be thankful for what you have because someone out there might just have it worse than you, I know because I have been there...


Now let's ring in the new year right!!!!
BOTTOMS UP!!!!

Things that go bump in the night

For the past few nights, (not really sure how many exactly, but who is counting) I have been waking up between the wee hours of 4:30 and 5 in the am.  It doesn't matter what time I go to sleep either.   One time I went to bed at 10 pm, another I went to bed at 2 am.  I still wake up at the exact same time and oddly enough, it has literally been from a dead sleep and takes me hours to fall back into my previous slumber, thus leaving me sleeping in until 11 every day.  What does this mean? What is waking me up, or should I say whom and why?

According to Sylvia Brown, (who has said the same thing to dozen of believers that have asked her the same question as to who or what is causing them to wake up from their deep sleep and is reoccurring night after night) it is a loved one who has passed on and is watching over us as we sleep.... Seems a little far fetched for some of you? Was for me at first, or maybe it just never crossed my mind because the only thing I was focused on is "how in the hell am I going to fall back asleep now that I'm wide awake?!"  This time was different... I woke up as usual, in pitch darkness, looked over at the clock which read 5:00, looked up at the ceiling, closed my eyes, leaned my head toward my right shoulder, opened my eyes, and just started crying.  Crying, not because the hubs was sleeping in the middle of the bed leaving me only two inches before the edge of it, but because my heart was heavy...  So heavy that it felt like it was in my gut and the only person on my mind... Raiden.  I have been thinking about him a lot lately,(usually because it is that time of year again) but at that moment, I felt him.  It was as if he was standing right there at my bed side... Just.... Watching me... I felt, almost euphoric, hope, happy, my heart slowly becoming less heavy.  I closed my eyes for what seemed like several minutes, but was only for a few seconds, immediately quit crying, opened my eyes again, and just like that, he was gone.  I didn't feel him standing there anymore.  But I wasn't sad, and still wasn't tired.  I just lied there for several minutes staring at the wall and ceiling, wondering what all this meant. 

Was it Raiden? Who else could it have been? I wouldn't have felt him had it been someone else.  What was he trying to tell me?  Maybe he was telling me that everything is going to be okay... He knew I have been thinking about him a lot lately, and thinking about him makes me sad and depressed... Maybe he was letting me know that he is okay... But after 3 years of wondering? Why now? I mean I knew he was okay, but was this his way of a confirmation?  Or was this just solely for the sake of comforting me?  I have never felt his presence so strong until today, and I wonder if it will be the last.  The feeling I felt, can never be scripted from words,  I just felt weightless.  It almost seems as if it wasn't even real at all. Like it was just a dream.  Was I just dreaming with my eyes open?  I guess these are the things we never really know for sure...

9/11

Sometimes I wish that more people would come at this day a little more humble than others.  I know that there are so many men who come at this day with a heavy heart, who know and have experienced the repercussion of this day first hand, my husband included.  There is still a war going on, and while everyone is going about their day as if it were any other day, there are sacrifices being made.  I use to look at these people who have seem to "forget" in a negative light, but today, I don't blame them.  I probably would be the same way had I not married a Marine who risks so much of his life to defend my freedom and yours or became friends with the one's whose lives have been lost as well as so many women who have been in my shoes.  Some people don't realize how lucky they are to live in the land of the Free because of the Brave.  When we ask you to "Never Forget" we mean it! Be thankful for your freedom and the men who fought for you to keep it!  I am thankful everyday for my husband and that he is alive and well, the scars he holds from this war doesn't even compare to what could have been...