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One Last Shot

I was fiddling with some words at work last week and have finally completed a thought. Let me know what you think:

One last shot

Its about two in the morning and I am yawning
A perfect sign I need to take my behind...home
But Mr. Bartender man you of all people understand
that you can't leave the stand without one last shot
So what will it be, Jack, E&J, or Hennesey
I do believe I got about ten dollars left on me
Here you go, keep the change maybe I should do the same thing
...Change that is
No need to think about that unless you plan on giving me that 10 back
And since I rather ignore the facts Ima need my shot of Jack
A shot of Jack and Jack had a shot at me but Jack chose to leave
So I cuddle with the handle because I cannot handle nor believe
Jack left me alone...
So I'm thinking if you keep my change then how can I change
I'll just remain the same and be here day after day
Handing you my last ten again and again day out day in
Yawning looking at you like its two in the morning
Then I search through the pot and I ask for the shot
And you give it to me...
Mr. Bartender man that may be why I come to you almost every night
Thinking you giving me a shot of life, a great illusion that's not right
All I want is a shot to make things right maybe bring Jack back by my side
So I hand you the ten then say it three times again
To keep my change because I don't feel like changing
I just need a shot...
But this time its without Jack and I'm taking my change back
And now I understand that, you are giving me a shot I should lack
So Mr. Bartender man my shining star, I grab my change and head for my car
Had it confused with who you really are, the shot I need is not at this bar

-DFitz
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Stank Stank

So are you looking for an update to the last entry? I bet you are, but you will not get one. The only update I can give you is it has become added stress. Nevertheless, the whole situation makes for good conversation. It may, however, have to go "unconversed" if that is a word. I share with my readers a lot about me, but that is not something I don't want to share right now. Check back in a couple months and I may have something for you. What we can converse about is this crazy Lisa Nowak and her diaper issue.


Now, when I first heard about this story, it had to be about 4:00 am on Wednesday (Feb. 7). One might ask what I was doing up that early in the morning. Good questions deserve good answers....So anyway it was about 4:00am and the news show I watch when I'm awake around that time was on. I was preparing for bed and they flashed this hideous mugshot of a once admired female astronaut that I had briefly followed. After hearing her name, Lisa Nowak, I stopped what I was doing and tuned in to the broadcast. The anchorman went on to tell about this 41 year old wife and mother of three driving over 900 miles from Huston to Florida to kidnap and kill a rival in a love triangle she was involved in.


My first reaction, "something is wrong with her", but then the story got better. The anchorman went on to say that she got to Florida, found her rival, Colleen Shipman, and tried to kidnap her. So now I'm thinking, "she crazy". But the story doesn't end there. They continued on that Nowak had been planning this and not only was she going to kidnap Shipman, but kill her as well. Then the kicker...the one part of this story that put in on my back laughing...on her drive from Huston to Florida, this love sick woman wore adult diapers so she would not have to stop to use the restroom.


Okay, I'm not sure if that sunk in with you, but I will repeat it so you can get the full effect. She wore diapers for over 900 miles to get to a woman that was rightfully involved with a guy she was seeing on the side. I don't want to dissect why she did it, or can love make you do crazy things, or even what would drive a person to want to kill in the name of love. I want to talk about this diaper she wore to make sure she got to where she was going in a timely manner.


This diapers represent one thing to me, she was serious about getting to Shipman. Sure she had gloves, BB gun, knife, plastic bags, and maps to Shipman's house, but she wore diapers. These diapers say that she was on a mission. Anytime someone would rather piss their self rather than stop at a gas station, or even stop on the side of the road, is a sure sign of intent. This would be all I need to convict her.


Lets think about that smell she probably had coming from her. Now, in her craziness, I'm sure she changed diapers, but come on "stank-stank". Can you imagine the smell she must have had coming from her body. If she didn't even want to stop to urinate, I know taking a shower was out of the question. If I shared a cell with her, I think I would have jokes for her everyday for her whole sentence. Everyday would be something new.


"Guard, I think its time to change Lisa's pamper..." "Did you mess your self again..?" "Yall smell that?" It really shows my maturity level if the only point that I get from this whole incident is that she wore adult diapers. It doesn't matter. Its good comedy. Really, I would prefer to laugh at such a situation because lately, I haven't done enough laughing, let alone smiling.


No, nothing is wrong with me. I've just been putting in overtime working on all my dreams and goals. I am just trying to make sure I make. I have a 900 miles to success and I really don't have time to stop and play. Guess I should buy some adult diapers so that I won't have to stop for bathroom breaks.

DFitz

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Like there's this guy....

"Ok...like...there is this guy...and like...he's so cute...and like, I like him....like...a lot. He's like...everything I want...like...but...I don't...could it really be...like...true love for me? Like...I just don't know....!"

Ok, seriously, I share with you a lot of aspects of my life in hopes that you may relate and apply. I really just want you to know that we are all together in the struggle and that we all go through pain, happiness, joy, dissappointment, and...and love. So where am I now on my emotional roller coster, well, judging from the above comment, "Like...I met this guy...and like...he's so cute."

One thing I hate about getting into a relationship is that inital trial phase you have to go through to get to know one another. Love is a gamble to me. You have to bet you heart in order to play the game. And like any other gambling spectrum, you win or you loose. Boy, how I hate to loose. Yes, I met someone and yes he's cute, but that only mattered to me years ago. Sure I want him to be easy on the eye, but now its a lot more to consider before betting my heart on him.

I been doing my research on this young man. So far so.....alright. He has his faults and outside issues, but then again, who doesn't. I really like the way that he is a gentleman and adores me greatly. Really he reminds me of my father which is why this guy is getting so much of my attention. So, now what do I do?

I move easy. I proceed with caution. I make sure that every little step I take in this relationship is ordered by the Lord. But the main thing is I cannot be afraid of being dissappointed. This factor is what keeps a lot of us from being able to love someone. We are so scared of that broken heart feeling that we think it is wise to just stay away from love altogether. But how wise is that? What are the draw backs to not having someone of your own.

1. Lonely...I'm so lonely...I have nobody to call my own....
2. No stability, you are constantly allowing people to come in and out your life and that is not all the time healthy
3. It sucks to be that friend that don't have a mate. Everyone has someone but you...lol
4. Its always good to share your life with someone. Sometimes having that one person who understands your life and all that comes with it, and they still don't judge you....its a great thing.
5. God created us to find someone and be fruitful and mulitply.

So, back to me, what is DFitz going to do about this guy that obviously has a hold on her attention? Hummmmmmmmm good question. I will not be scared of any experience God has prepared for me. If this is just a seasonal relationship, thank you Lord. If this is my forever, than thank you Lord just the same. Love is a beautiful thing when you can appreciate the good and the bad about the emotion.

Continue to pray for me, and I'll keep you informed on whats good in my life......

DFitz
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What Romo Don't Know....

Allow me to set the stage for this event. Its the National Football League Playoffs. On one side of the field there are strong confident men dressed in navy blue and white jerseys. Standing directly across the football field is a team who is worn and weary. A team who had been through so much the whole season, making it this far was a dream come true. As they watched the clock at 1:19 in their aqua green, white, and grey jerseys. Millions upon millions of people watched as breathing had no longer became an option. The fate was predetermined as both Dallas Cowboy fans and Seattle Seahawks fans considered the Cowboys the winner. The score was 21-20 favor the Seahawks and all that was needed to win this game for the Cowboys was a field goal kick. The opportunity had presented it self and Dallas was going for it.

The snap was released and the Dallas Golden Boy, Tony Romo, the quarterback, fumbled the snap. This meant he had to run the ball in for a touch down and he was denied. There is no question I am Seattle Seahawks fan. I am a die hard fan too. I love that team. I'd be a lie however if I didn't admit I too thought the game was lost.

I'm not sure how to say this, but, Mr. Romo if it weren't for your butter fingers, the Seahawks would probably be saying the goodbyes for the season. Yet, you gave us a chance. It was your inexperience at such a level that gave us the chance to excel and another shot at the super bowl. I hate to say this, but we won because of you. Pat your self on the back, if I could, I'd give you a hug. You are an awesome guy and will forever be remembered as "the guy that fumble the snap for the game winning score". I wonder how that feels to be that person.

It would be rude of me not to mention all the other great things Mr. Romo has done for the Cowboys. He stepped in and stepped up. However, after that play, non of that matters. Championships matter. And as for the Dallas Cowboys and Mr. Tony Romo, you go home empty handed.

I can't help but relate this situation to real life. How many times have you, the average person, been so close to winning and fumbled. I know how that feels and that is the worst feeling in the world. It's even worse when you have others depending on you and you drop the ball along with the hopes and aspirations of those around you. So, is there life after the fumble?

Of course there is life after a fumble. I live by this motto:

"My mistakes help me gain experience; My experience help me avoid mistakes."

So take what you know now and go forward. Use that experience as a chance to grow and become more. Prepare your self for that same moment (because the it will come back around), and when it comes be ready.

I can relate to how Mr. Romo is feeling. I am probably not making it any better by poking fun at the situation, but that poses a valid point. Though it may not be a laughing matter now, especially with people's jobs on the line, you got to be able to forgive your self for the the fumbles in life and laugh at it later.

I look back on the things I've done, the fumbles I have made and I laugh now. I laugh, but I know I would not make that mistake again.

My Seahawks won by the mistake of one man. Yet, at the end of the day, it does not matter how it was done, they won. This is another point. No matter how you made it, you made it. Many times people want to take from you because you got the promotion only because "Joe got fired" or "You are the boss's daughter". So, you got it, and now you move on.

The lesson learned here, thanks to Mr. Romo , is, "we all fall short of the glory of God". When you fumble get up and go on, and make sure it doesn't happen again. We also learn "The race is not always given to the swift, but rather to he who endures until the end". So if you win, you win. The circumstances around the win in null and void.

DFitz

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