She is always there,
Her love unconditional.
Hug your Mom today!
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Supermoms!
She is always there,
Her love unconditional.
Hug your Mom today!
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Supermoms!
Today is the final day of the 7 days of deadly sins here at Carrie Mayhem. It has been fun. I saved gluttony for last because it is Mother’s Day weekend and in this family, that means FOOD. Actually, in my household, all holidays mean food. There is a reason I’m on the chunky side. Sorry, I mean, curvy ~ there is a reason I am curvy. I’m a slave to flavor. There are very few foods that I dislike. If I had to describe myself in 1 deadly sin, I would have to say gluttonous. While I can cook up a storm, I can’t really bake. I think that’s a good thing. If I could bake sweet treats, curvy certainly wouldn’t be the appropriate word anymore.
Lately I’ve become something of a gluttonous blogger. What started out as a “couple of days per week” thing has become more of an “every single day” thing. I really enjoy the combination of writing and interaction. I adore my WordPress family. However, my book is jealous of the attention. Starting next week, I’m going to scale back on my posts a little. I expect to post something new about 4 days per week. I may or may not share something old once each week as well. All extra free time that results will be invested directly into the book.
The featured photo is me, my husband, and our son getting medieval on an apple bathed elephant ear. It was taken at Festival of the Arts 2012 in my hometown of Grand Rapids, MI . Festival is known for many things, children’s activities, art, music, dancing, food… It is one of my favorite weekends of the year. Festival 2014 is only a few weeks away. I’m already giddy with excitement!
A quick gluttony poem…
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Tantalizing
Delicious essence
You seduce me
My resistance is futile
Cuisine
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I felt like I should preface this crazy little acrostic poem by saying that yes, it is written in first person. No, it is not based on any sort of reality. For all of my faults, jealousy is not one of them. It used to be, but that was before I knew that men like my husband do exist. I trust him wholeheartedly so I do not succumb to envy any more.
A green-eyed monster has possessed me.
Jealous on a snooping spree.
Woman on a mission.
Does she think she’s opposition?
Better get this right.
Research his phone all night. I’m smarter
Than the both of them.
The house is in a state of mayhem.
Federal cases have been tried with less. In his
Bureau I found her dress.
Of course his honor he will defend, but this
Investigation spells the end.
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Awesome image, Green Eyed Monster, by squishy-jelly-apple on DeviantArt.com.
I knew I would struggle with this one. I don’t handle anger well. I would walk a thousand miles to avoid confrontation. There have been more than a few who have invoked my rage and never knew it. I don’t “clear the air”. I just walk away, usually forever.
Being near the contempt of others, even if not directed at me, also causes me a great deal of anxiety. It fills me with a sense of losing control. The angry are much too unpredictable. I like to know that I can regulate my surroundings. Wrath takes that security from me.
Vengeance is my enemy. Not surprisingly, I didn’t feel like confronting my enemy today. I wrote this about a bitter man, an abusive alcoholic. It is based on reality, but not my reality.
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Havoc
In a shot glass
Demons await release
He consumes it; it consumes him
Blind rage
Regret
Need to forget
The drinking never stops
Because the drinks absolve his sins
Stalemate
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Shout out to “The Bravery” for the inspiration found within the lyrics of their song “Believe”.
Photo credit: Emirates247.com
Here lies Eileen Winn
Addicted to her own reflection
So captivating the image
She failed to eat
Her beauty now decays
At a depth of 6 feet
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Haunting image “reflection_of_death” courtesy of Corvinarium on DeviantArt.com. Outstanding work.