You are a
PHOENIX in your soul and your wings make a statement. Huge and born of flame, they burn with light and power and rebirth. Ashes fall from your wingtips. You are an amazingly strong person. You survive, even flourish in adversity and hardship. A firm believer in the phrase, ‘Whatever doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger,’ you rarely fear failure. You know that any mistake you make will teach you more about yourself and allow you to ‘rise from the ashes’ as a still greater being. Because of this, you rarely make the same mistake twice, and are not among the most forgiving people. You’re extremely powerful and wise, and are capable of fierce pride, passion, and anger. Perhaps you’re this way because you were forced to survive a rough childhood. Or maybe you just have a strong grasp on reality and know that life is tough and the world is cruel, and it takes strength and independence to survive it. And independence is your strongest point – you may care for others, and even depend on them…but when it comes right down to it, the only one you need is yourself. Thus you trust your own intuition, and rely on a mind almost as brilliant as the fire of your wings to guide you. You are eternal and because you have a strong sense of who and what you are, no one can control your heart or mind, or even really influence your thinking. A symbol of rebirth and renewal, you tend to be a very spiritual person with a serious mind – never acting immature and harboring a superior disgust of those who do. Likewise, humanity’s stupidity and tendency to want others to solve their problems for them frustrates you endlessly. Though you can be stubborn, outspoken, and haughty, I admire you greatly.
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*~*~*Claim Your Wings – Pics and Long Answers*~*~*
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Pondering just how marvelously communication can be mangled with incompatible defintions – here’s a lovely example:
Tonight the eldest demonspawn made dinner, which of course, was a Good Thing! Then the younger demonspawn started squawking about her sister adding spices to the Mexican rice, which got my attention because Angst is the only person in the house who likes Toxic Hell’s fire sauce (the rest of us don’t even use the mild sauce)…so “adding spices” is immediately suspect when she does it.
“It’s only taco seasoning!” Angst protested. I relaxed; the only taco seasoning we have in the house is mild. Then I heard Anxiety attempting to pronounce a new-to-her word, reading off a label – “Mom, what is cain pepper?”
I stopped relaxing, and grabbed the bottle. “Cayenne pepper?!” I shrieked at Angst. “Cayenne pepper is not ‘taco seasoning’! It’s super-spicy! It’s the spiciest kind of pepper there is!” (Whether that’s true or not, it’s the spiciest kind of pepper in my freaking house, only brought into my house by the former roommate, soon to be delivered to the former roommate along with a bunch of her other stuff, and it’s Not Okay for me to consume.)
Angst swore she’d only added a dash, and I threatened her with Deep Hurting if dinner turned out to be inedible for everyone else in the house besides her. The food turned out to be about at my maximum limit for spiciness, and that was after I’d smothered my entire serving of Mexican rice with a healthy layer of sour cream.
Thus, another interesting phrase is added to my list of “things to question when people use certain terms.” Is cayenne pepper “just” taco seasoning? I think not. And I will not be eating dinners made by those of you who think so.
Hopefully Dawn won’t slaughter me for this particular bit of fun! I nearly died laughing. And I don’t normally like comics – but I might make an exception for this one.
Edward & I were chatting, and I said something about “infatuation is all about sunshine & rainbows” so he sent me this link. Yay!
Something Positive
Well, sort of – the fun guys over at Internet BumperStickers have once again used one of my suggestions! Every few months, I send them some snarky one-liners, and usually they use at least one of them. They encourage audience participa…tion, so go make your suggestions!
Here’s the sticker I most recently contributed:
It’s so terrific being twitter-pated!
That is all. *wink*
Music that seems to be intended to evoke a happy response will actually trigger a sad feeling in some, and the reverse can be true, as well. I suspect it’s not just because certain music is associated with certain things or situations for some people – sometimes it just doesn’t hit us the way it seems it “should.”
What song or piece of music creates in you a response that seems at odds with that particular music?
For me, it’s a song that’s gotten a lot of airplay on the radio lately – One Thing by Finger Eleven. The lyrics, and the music, seem to expect a sad or regretful mood, but for reasons I haven’t figured out, the song makes me rather cheerfully thoughtful.
Really, my kids do call me the Coolest Mom in the World, my cat certainly thinks I’m the Best Ambulatory Furniture in the World, and at least a couple of my ex’s have called me this.
Can’t you feel the love? *wink*
Amidst the annoyances of registering the eldest demonspawn for the coming school year (which, of course, both parents had to sign paperwork for), we had a conversation that went like this:
Me (to demonspawn): “Where’d you get that shiny new earring?”
Angst: “Robert up-gauged his ear piercing and didn’t want the old one anymore. So I’m wearing his old earring.” (add teen preening)
Me: “Yeah, well, I’ve still got one of Robert’s old shirts.”
Geoffrey, smirking: “That’s okay, I’ve got one of Robert’s old girlfriends.”
Me: (dies laughing)
