How do you keep a long distance relationship happy?

Webcams baby....my man is haute...hahaha...

To the man who gave me life...

Happy Birthday, Daddy!

My Father....

There's a certain sparkle in your eyes that seems to
captivate me. For the past 48 years you have lived and seen more than many could hope to dream. For the past 25 years you have loved me the best way you could and taught me everthing I know about being a powerful abundant leader. And that is what I will continue to strive to be. Your presence brings peace to all those who seek it and are therefore comforted. And have shown me what love could be so that I will never settle. I get my strengh and beauty through your eyes. And I can think of no other person in the world that I could have chosen to call my daddy.

Mvto for all that you are and all the you continue to be for me. Maheo has truely blessed us both..

I love you, Daddy.

Love,
Sunshine


Left: My dad Right: Me.

My Friend Dirty D!

DirtyD's ish...

I love this girl to death. She's wicked awesome.

I need some Gratitude to go with my Coffee...

This morning my best friend brought me some coffee cause he knows I was butt ass tired and needed it. Not only did he get it but he didn't have to ask me which flavor I prefer...He remembered for like the first time ever that I like Carmel Macchiato's...I know it doesn't sound like alot...but its awesome when you're best friends just know things about you and you don't have to ask...

If that made any sense...

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Benji. You're my Angel...I love you.

Yeah I'm a fuckin geek..what's new...

*New Star Wars Layout...hell yes.

*Took the day off...hell yes.

*Got my ticket to the Wy (6:30 am/19th)...hell yes.

*Put my two weeks notice in at work yesterday...hell yes.

*they're gonna try to transfer me so I won't have a break in service(Fed Gov rocks)...hell fucking yes.

*My daddy is starting to miss me already...Suck.

*Its been a year and a half on myspace and it still rocks my face...hell yes.

*Cinco de Mayo was funny...particularly when the birthday girl wanted to feel my boobs and then got all shamed out like a virgin after she did....all 3 times...funny.

*Good weekend a coming on...hell yes.

Call it paranoia...

Shit is going to hit the fan today. I have this amazing dreadful feeling in my stomach. Call it intuition. Call it paranoia. Things have been going so well with my significant other that it isn't bound to last for long. That and I had the shittiest scary dream last night. A dream that makes no sense but still managed to scare the fuck out of me.

So me and a friend of mine decide to crash at my grandparents house of all places (located in bumfuck oklahoma) and when we get there this is this very strange man dressed in a dark black trench coat and he had no face. Just a grey blur...and he was drunk. So my grandma told him to sleep in on the other side of the house. Just being around him in my dream gave me a creepy feeling.(*side note the last time I felt like that is when these spirits were bothering me when I was 5) So I walk him to his room to make sure he goes in there and then I try to find a room on the opposite side of the house close to my grandparents room but for some reason all the rooms are taken. So we end up having to sleep in the living room. My friend wants to sleep in another room close to the guy cause there is one free but I flat out refuse but at the same time I don't wanna be left alone by any circumstances cause I'm deathly afraid of the dark. Then all of a sudden my dead best friend's (still living I presume but not sure) dad comes to me in my dream. He starts performing a medicine ceremony for me. Smoking me with sweet grass and sage and praying for me. This manages to calm me down and then he rubs salt water on the back of my hand with a green cloth. Salt water with sage oil. He continues to massage the back of my hand and pray for me and I become amazingly calm. Then a co-worker of my mine from work whom I have no real contact with comes and sits next to me on the couch I'm sitting on. She doesn't say anything but she has this potted plant sittin on her lap for some reason I'm compelled to just touch. Not the plant itself but the soil. I rest my hand there. The next thing I know I get up and i'm in the kitchen with my sister Kelli who is very pissed off that my little brother Michael is drunk. I manage to dodge him cause I don't want to deal with him and he whines to Kelli he only had a little rum to drink with his coke...she's hella fucking pissed and in the process of telling me this...the door to the garage that's next to me slightly opens. I was like What the fuck...a draft...then when I try to close it I find it won't close. I try to push it back and then I realize someone is trying to push it back open. I then jerk it all the way open and I see this man standing in front of me he's slightly balding with brownish hair and eh's wearing a suit. I know that doesn't sound meanacing but his eyes...just something about his eyes woke me straight out of my sleep crying.

I didn't even wanna open my eyes when I was awake for fear I might see something I wasn't prepared to see. (i.e. spirits, lights, or energy...Its been happening often around me lately...I've chosen to ignore most of it for the most part)I was so scared that even the comfort of knowing my best friend was mere feet away didn't comfort me. I laid there for like ten minutes and prayed that Leslie by some miricle call me. I finally had to wake my friend Ben up like a little damn kid and tell him I had a bad dream. He sat with me til I went to sleep. That was no fun. A shit and a half really. I had a better dream right after that. I saved a girl from committing suicide by getting her to appricate herself and all of Maheo (god/Grandfather/Great mystery or whathaveyou) creations, the colous, the tranquility...

It's all something. And I still have this bad feeling. It could be that its still just reverberating from the dream...but...yeah...something.