Mr & Mrs Cooper

Mr & Mrs Cooper arrive at work everyday sharp at 8am
Mr Cooper opens Mrs Cooper's door and leads her out of their mini van
And some days Mrs Cooper does it for Mr Cooper
Mr Cooper is at his desk everyday with a smile, a conversation, and a chocolate no matter your age
Mrs Cooper volunteers with a smile each and every day
At noon, Mrs Cooper waits for Mr Cooper in front of the cafeteria line
Mr Cooper always makes it there on time and holds her her hand the entire wait time
Mr Cooper still tells the doctor how special his lady is
Mrs Cooper still blushes whenever she gets his kiss
They have been married for 65 years, they always tell anyone close enough to listen
"The secret to our success," Mr Cooper always says, "is to never forget the spark that ignited & your heart will always make sure your love forever glistens."
Listening to this couple and watching their tender love still grow
Makes me excited for awaits my husband and I once we are gray and old.

The Love Book

It is, without a doubt, the small, thoughtful & beautiful things that love brings you that uplifts you for a lifetime.

Poetry, lyrics, music, touches, looks.... all of it.

Never forget how special and precious love is. It is a gift... not an obligation.

(I love you chuchiricucko)

Leona

There are some that will never understand the bond between a human and an animal... But I don't think that my beautiful rottweiler/german shepard dog was anything short of an angel trapped in a four legged form. Until you have experienced this kind of love... you'll never understand how precious that bond really is.

She was special, she was kind, she was incredibly intelligent, she was noble, she was protective, she was beautiful, she was filled with love that anyone that came into her presence was forced to recriprocate, she was a part of the family and she was my very best friend. She would listen to me, she would help me heal when I was wounded, she would give and take love with no judgements, she would be the company & laughter I needed every time I needed it. I had never seen a dog be as smart, as intuitive, as prissy, as emotional, and as perfect as she. Did you know that dogs could smile? She used to smile at me. I'll never ever ever forget it.

I knew something was wrong. I felt it. I knew it. I just didn't want to accept it. If only she could've hung on for just a month so I could see her, hold her, and play with her one last time. My princess lived a long healthy and very much loved life. I can only be grateful she brought so much joy into my life and my familiy's life. I don't think I would have been able to handle seeing her at her worst because simply seeing her limp or on her menstrual cycle broke my heart. She died peacefully and I thank God for that. She was brave and strong just like she always was until the very end. I could not have asked for a better friend.

My family suffered through this loss just as heavily and I cannot imagine the pain they endured to unsuccessfully hide it from me (for a few hours only) and the hurt as they laid her down and took care of her limp body. We loved her. She was beautiful. And I thank my family endlessly for taking good care of her and laying her down to rest in a place she would rest peacefully. I know she will continue to watch over her house and her family as we have and always will do for her. My husband helped me thru my mourning and without that I would have probably went a little nuts.

She blessed me right before she died. My husband and I have a new puppy. A full bred german shepard male by the name of Roxas. We got him on the eve of our 1 year wedding anniversary in Albuquerque at 6 weeks old for $200.00. It was 34 degrees out, the road to his former home was unpaved and pitch dark minus a pathetic porch light that led to more unpaved road and dirt that enclosed two MASSIVE german shepards. A male that was barking relentlessly and a female circling her 4 shivering babies. Another couple beat us to the punch and among the 4 of us we exchanged puppies to see who was our match. Despite how cold, confused, and tired he was, Roxas, 6 weeks old barely aware of his own eyesight, licked us. I see so much of Leona in Roxas. His attentiveness, his love for the front door yard instead of the backyard, his regal hatred for wet grass and/or rain, his ability to learn things quickly, his affection, his ability to know who to push the limits with and when, his massive destructive waving tail, his HULK SMASH paws that force you to stop doing whatever your doing and pay attention to him, his grumpiness and unwillingness to wake up in the morning and lay completely on you so you won't get up either, his smart aleck way that when he is told to lay down he still keeps his butt in the air until you really tell him to lay down (LEONA's FAVORITE), and my absolute favorite.. both these beautiful animals are bilingual and even if whatever craziness we yell at them isn't even close to their name, they know it's them.

Thank you Leona. I know you are always with me.

Thank you everyone who supported and helped me thru her passing.

Rest in peace mi coshita... 7/28/10

"Barefoot Bandit"

Let's cut to the chase shall we? Cut the bullshit, no fancy words, no politically correct terms.... give it to me raw.

This white boy who had a "troubled childhood," robbed several houses, hijacked a plane, managed to flee the country, live in the bahamas for 2 years and this asshole has over 2 million fans on facebook and is being referred to as a hero.

Word?

So let's break this down, shall we?

White boy- Meaning our government will no doubt see this child as a troubled youth and go on to perform (if that) several tests that will inevitably come back justifying and proving that he wasn't in his right state of mind and indeed needs medications and tender love and care since deep down he didn't really mean it.

If this was a slightly different case, let's say a spic and/or black person, it's just in our DNA to do such heinous things.

Troubled Childhood- Of course! Common causes of this could be the "loner" syndrome, the "outcast," divorced parents, peer pressure, recreational drugs etc etc.. all of course, forgiven and mediocre

Different case? Latino or black? We did it cuz we from the hood and we be doing shit like that. Poverty, held down by "the man," racism, etc etc.. all normal. No troubled childhood here

Robbed houses- It's ok because no one was harmed in the process

Different case? Nobody was around and that's why nobody was harmed.

Hijacked a plane- He is a troubled child but no doubt he is a genius

Different case? Anxiety or some other paranormal explanation to justify these impossible actions. Oh, and by the way, we are thieves.

Live in the bahamas for TWO years- ..... genius?
(forget the fact we are talking about NATIONAL SECURITY THAT ALLOWED AN ADOLESCENT TO HIJACK A FUCKING PLANE AND MANAGED TO STAY HIDDEN FOR TWO FUCKING YEARS IN PREDOMINATELY BLACK COUNTRY AND REMAINED UNDETECTED!)

Different case- We blend in. No genius or thought out plan here. We just blend in.

What does this say about the media and it's attention to this case? This all seems pretty and cute since, I hate to say it, it is a white boy. What does this say about our security forces????? Maybe this kid is a prodigy and managed to kick some major ass.... point is...

What are we teaching society when he is being glorified as a hero? Are his actions not to be weighed heavily on simply because no one was harmed? Obviously, you have never been mugged or robbed before.

Maybe I'm wrong. But things like the "barefoot bandit" is a beautiful example of a broken system we encourage.

THOUGHTS?

Tonight pt 2

"........And then tomorrow, when the sex has leaked from my eyes, we'll make sweet

love the way our souls know how to and were born to do

And by then, the bruises and bites would have faded... well... at

least on you." CONTINUED.......


Thank GOD by the look in your eyes it appears I have not asked you for something you do not wish to give & instantly my belongings drop to the floor

Your eyes have bled to black and behind the darkened high tide shore of your fire's sea, I find all the forbidden intentions I have been asking for

For a split second I ask myself if I may have awakened sins from a once calm sea I wasn't prepared to embark

Until you reach for the lights and as instantly as I could gasp, the room was already pitch dark

My heart pumps heavy in my mouth but before I could even utter the beat you have somehow managed to press your body closer to me

I throw off the heels that have imprisoned me all day & throw off the jacket I thought would help me get through the 9 hours I slaved

Your lips have found mine and your hands rise to stop me from moving or doing anything other than indulging in your kiss

You slow down my movements but have done nothing for what I cannot resist

You slowly explore that for which you have taken as your obedient prisoner

Like a dance, our lips open and close turn and twirl and dip and push and pull and grind and massage and finally get what they were look for

That anticipation that exaggeration that sweet prespiration that raw desperation

Only for you to pull it back and meet my angry eyes

This teasing of yours is something, tonight, I DESPISE

In the glimmering darkness I see your delight

"We do this my way, tonight."

His masochistic demanding only intensifies the need

As if he knew this, he grabs both my hands above my head and slowly begins to lead

My breathing quickens and he accepts that as a sign for more and begins to quicken his steps as his fingers slowly begin to fall

My back is suddenly thrusted against some random wall

And with one hand he secures both my arms and leaves me helpless as he leads the next movement of his dance with his lips

Synchronized with his hips that have now become dangerously close to where we need to connect

From my ears, to the nape of my neck, to the tips of my breasts, to the skin beneath my naval to the buttons of my skirt whose zipper is now met with a secret that is patiently erect

His lips leave a trail & his breath inhales my scent that is met with constant sighs and almost pleas to be released

Angered by my constant movement, my cries are only met with more strength on my wrists & a sudden bite on my thighs that brings me to my knees

Satisfied he has brought me to my defeat, he yanks the clips that help my hair in place and grasps as much as he can fist

And pushes me upstairs with an urgency that almost bruises my lips as he feasts on our kiss.....

The Walls & I

We have to live together, the walls and I
We see each other daily & often times we sit in silence
But its comfortable
They silently consent as I, excuse me, my husband painted over them bright and loud colorful hues
They had to match our personalities of course
The walls understood
They provide shelter & only exhale during the chilled nights of the winter
They provide sufficient strength when they need to hold my and/or his weight up against it
Overall
The walls & I
are happy with our silent friendship.
Except that one day.
That one day where they weren't silent and instead echoed each yell throughout the entire house to make sure we both heard our anger
Except that one day
That one day where I purposely slammed the door hoping something would break instead the walls shivered at my coldness
Except that one day
That one day I took down all the reminders of what love may portray
The walls stared me barren, naked, dull, relentlessly, hating me, for taking away the decorations they embraced
All of these events the walls and I went through together and they forgave each time
Except that one day they still find the pleasure in reminding me....
That one day I hurled that steel toe boot and left two ugly dark black marks against a once pure and untouched golden hue
That blackened wall
Now bears a scuff mark that pierces through my soul
The walls, they know it all
And to mock me they make sure I notice it
Its bold enough to cast instant regret over my foolish actions and it's discreet enough to silently, daily, remind me of my shame
And when I feel the need to scrape it off, no, scratch that, when I feel the need to tear and claw that mark off
The walls remind me that he too must remember why that boot was even a part of that initial scoff
So
The walls and I
We been thru it all
& though they never say it
They are my best friends
And remind me of the many journeys they've seen me on.

The world as we know it...

The color spectrum of our brave flag crystalizes in the sky
Hands on our heart as the words escapes our lips
Fire blood red, crisp collared white, cold polluted blue, rise it high and make sure it continues to fly
Mountain ranges of beauty, the remaining sky scrapers that still exist
Our country the great, & land of opportunities
Unless you resist
The politics
The censorship & serviellance & jury duty sittings
The free healthcare...
hahahaha! Just kidding!
Walk the streets for a day and examine the poverty we convey
Jobless low (ahem) excuse me, middle class, suffering everyday
Immigrants, culture, aids, sports, obesity, we have it all!
Careful what you wish for because as high as you dream, it is as hard as you fall
Colors still lack the natural hues Corporate America wishes to use
Tolerance is foreign and foreign is domestic
We blame others for their extreme ways yet we give celebrities due dates on when they would like to be arrested

Jessica is from New York she wants to be an actress or even a model
But hollywood doesn't accept her because she is a size 12 and has a bit of a waddle
So Jessica spends years hiding behind grinning red lips and a twisted gripped bottle
Jessica regrets life and shares her secrets with random men that notice she's not wearing underwear underneath her ratty dress
Thank you America, another American dream story of success

Kordeza is eleven and she's from Bulgaria where she just made history
She's the youngest mother in the world to experience pregnancy
The 19 year old father is in jail for six years but had no intentions of fleeing the scene
He's proud he fell in love with her, with no intentions of sex, but he also thought she was 15.
He rescued her from bullies that were bothering her at school
An ordinary love story, who could blame this poor fool?
"It feels strange to be a mom and have a baby. I used to play with my toys but now she is my new toy. She is so beautiful I love her. She is the new child and I must grow up. I am not going back to school, I am a mother now."
She tells the anxious mixed emotions crowd
Yes, it is time for you to come down from your cloud
That rests among the cameras and lights and interviews
Your childhood gone and life has found you without you being able to choose

That kind of stuff doesn't happen in our great nation, the proud and the free
We are a God-fearing country that idolizes His priorities
Except for 28 year old John that just got arrested and sentenced to 2 years or more
For having a recording device in the women's bathroom in a family christian book store
That doesn't happen often, I swear, you gotta believe me
As the American priest walks by and drops pictures of child pornography

Noor Faleh Almaleki from Arizona underwent spinal surgery
Because she was ran over with a car from her very own daddy
20 year old Noor, a proud American Iraqi
Was critized for being too westernized and probably died happily
Daddy just wanted to give her an honorable death since she had shamed the family
Too westernized indeed, for how can we not stand for such democracy?

Border patrol, gun licenses to many, & marijuana sentences harsher than cold crimes
Welcome to our nation and embrace our glory, lights, and grime
We point the finger at whoever is closest, criticize other cultures so you fail to notice
We are good at cover ups cuz your obssessed with the tv
We televise horror so you can appreciate the bare neccessities
So you can feel safe and we succeed at this you must admit
educators get paid nothing so you have $60,000 chairs at the football stadium and will be comfortable as you sit
Welcome to this,
it's the world as we know it.

One Day

One day these hands will create a masterpiece worthy of the world's love and hate
One day I will be able to watch my parents never lift a finger in a day's labor and still have plenty of food to eat
One day I will be the reason change is an instinct, a reaction, quite simply a complicated verb
One day I will be able to force feed people into action with words
One day I will find reason that's been lost under paragraphs of amendments and pages that bleed
One day I will have the means to thank God for sending me a love I never dreamed
One day I will find the grandest piano my husband could ever fathom
One day I can give my family and friends all they have ever deserved
One day I will be able to put into words the love I feel for everyone that carries a piece of me with them
One day the sky will boast of wishes and dreams come true
One day the world beneath it will believe in them too
One day the streets will be empty of homeless and replaced with warmth
One day we will stop giving our silent consent
One day life will be what we chose for it to become
One day death will come
And that day is the day I should be able to say
I gave my life & heart to those that matter and have bowed down to my passion & heart's desires wherever their whispers came from
One day death will come
And that day is the day I should be able to say
I gave it my all
And then some.

Am I supposed to....?

Am I supposed to refrain from cursing simply because I have a vagina?
Am I supposed to be intrigued by glittering fangless vampires?
Am I supposed to agree with you just to avoid a fight?
Am I supposed to be making wise cracks at men because now I am a wife?
Am I supposed to be mad at Tiger Woods because he cheated a million times?
Am I supposed to feel guilty for telling the truth?
Am I supposed to fall victim to someone's feet just because they cry?
Am I supposed to get dressed up for work to impress....who?
Am I supposed to feel ghetto because I like hip hop music?
Am I supposed to go to church because that's what good people do?
Am I supposed to be conservative and refrain from always speaking my mind?
Am I supposed to go unnoticed and not dance in the middle?
Am I supposed to give a damn what you think?
No, right?
So then WHY oh WHY do you you challenge me to be more like me by trying to persuade me not to be me when all I can possibly be is a better version of me when you didn't even like the original me and now you get stuck with an even more me!

Poll Results "Battle of the Sexes!"

First and foremost I must say that I absolutely LOVED this month's poll results!!! Thank you everyone who voted and casted such fantastic results that ultimately began some very fiery discussions.. so lets begin!

Significant others that talk to their exes?

71% Are you serious? Major LOL
42% Maybe, I mean, does that mean I can still talk to mine?
0% I don't mind. Reminds them of how good they have it.

I loved this poll! Exes are always a delicate subject in any relationship so I found it very interesting when I saw that no one was a definite "I don't mind." It was either a hell no or a hmmm.... I like that people are alive in thought or extremely sure of what they want or don't want. I'm not sure how to analyze the 42% percentile group... does this suggest that maybe it's ok because you are able to talk to your ex and that is sort of an exciting option rather than hiding it and who cares who they talk to at least now you can talk to " ".. or that maybe it's ok because their ex doesn't bother you and I guess that means yours is also in the clear if you wanted them to be? Is this a possible dangerously close-to-flirting-with-a-cheating-situation or a just security in your relationship? What do you think???

I, unfortunately, fall into the majority. HOWEVER, there are certain exempts from this rule. I don't believe that exes hold some sort of magical control over your significant other that forces them into the dark hands of inevitable infidelity & lust. There are some (rarely) respectable platonic exes that are genuinely capable of being just friends-and good friends at that. I have been witness to this. But more often than not, they aren't. They take advantage of you and your significant other's good nature and take unnecessary trips down memory lane, always willing to give "good" advice for your relationship, inside jokes, seemingly harmless flirting, random invites that exclude the spouse, i miss yous or i love yous....etc. So, in the end.... I agree "MAJOR LOL"

Fellas biggest turn off in a lady?

25% Ugly Feet
50% Crooked Teeth
50% Too Fat
50% Body Odor
0% for cursing, smoking, drinking, greasy hair, too skinny

This was pretty interesting. I pretty much agree with the ones that were selected, although to me, it appears a lot of those attributes or best said flaws, can be fixed. Pedicures, braces, dieting or surgery for extreme measures, and the most basic of them, showering! (duh) But of course the initial physical attraction is what sets off the relationship and those are all things you don't want to have to fix if you don't even care about her yet. I get it. But cursing, smoking, drinking... those are all habits. Wouldn't those be harder to stop or curve?? What do you think?? Maybe I'm wrong.. if so.. LADIES! Let loose those potty sailor mouths, puff puff away, bring out the Grey Goose, fuck the shampoo, and barf til you can't barf no more cuz men still think you are lovely!

Ladies Biggest turn off in a male?

66% Shy
16% Smoker
16% Drinker
0% for fashionably retarded, loud, gamer, jock, sensitive, macho

Even more interesting! Does this prove that women are less vain? Nah, probably not. I was suprised to see that shy was not very attractive for a lady. I would have thought that would be the less popular choice since women love the challenge of the silent types, but apparently gentlemen, we like you outgoing, talkative and wild! Keep the smoking and the drinking light and bring out the mismatching clothes, obnoxious loudness, the overnight lines for the new games, all the ESPN we can swallow, the man tears, and the macho macho man cuzz we apparently don't care and will love you still!

Women with kids?

66% Hell no! I want my own! Plus who wants baby daddy drama?
33% Sure why not? Everyone has a past.
16% Maybe depends on how deep the relationship is

Men with kids?

50% Hell no! I don't want to be a step mom! Who wants baby momma drama?
25% Sure why not> Everyone has a past
25% Maybe, it depends on how deep the relationship is

Thoughts?????


Guys that cry?

50% Nothing wrong with that, they're sensitive
16% Gay. Wow. So Gay,
16% Depends like if there was a death in the family, etc
16% I don't even know how to deal with girls when they cry

Look at us compassionate beings! Great results! I have trouble fitting perfectly into any of these percetages. I think I feel a little bit of all of them. Is that terrible? ha!

I would let you cheat on me with...

16% Salma Hayek
50% Johnny Depp
16% Roselyn Sanchez
16% Gabrielle Union
No love for Brad Pitt, Vida Guerra, Tyson Beckford, or William Levy

Maybe I chose bad candidates? I have absolutely no idea who is extremely attractive in Hollywood enough to cheat. According to my husband.. depending on the role the actor is playing, depends on if I would do them or not. More often than not, he's right.

How to determine a player?

16% His boys are watching when he comes to talk to u
33% "psst! Ay, girl!"
33% Has 500 facebook friends, 400 of them female
33% Invites you to his house on the first date

I like all of these results! Except the "psst ay girl" if a man is still using that to get your attention, he isn't a player, he's an asshole.

How to determine a slut?

33% Body Language
66% All women are sluts

HILARIOUS. In all fairness, I didn't have this option for the ladies, so I do apologize. Do I agree with these totally obscure results? Absolutely

Ladies, sexiest trait for the fellas?

40% His smile
40% His touch
60% His eyes
20% His talents

This is coming from real ladies, gentlemen! Don't believe the hype. 0% for body, dress code, voice, and hair! And SIXTY percent was for eyes. What does this mean? Leave the ridiculous dark shades at home, keep your hair out of your face, lose the unnatural color contacts and give it to us plain, naked, and raw. We love the way you look at us!

Fellas, sexiest trait for the ladies?

50% Her smile
25% Her hair
75% Her eyes

WHOA! See ladies? They DO notice our hair! ZERO percent for everything else! Leave that hollywood perception alone and make sure you are brushing those pearly whites, spending the extra cash for that sensual shampoo, and leave the ridiculous bumblebee shades at home, keep your hair out of your face, lose the unnatural color contacts, keep the makeup minimal and nondistracting or at least learn to do GOOD makeup, and dart those lashes at your man. He loves it!!!!!

Finally, a poll where the sexes agree! Eyes truly are the windows to our souls.

Women cook and clean. Men work and fix things

42% False!
57% Eh, sorta.

Watch out, fellas. This is NOT the 1920's and women are not waiting around for you to bring home the bacon or to fix our shit. We got tools, we got high paying jobs, we got handymen, and we are ready! You better order a pizza honey cuz there ain't no cooking around here and make sure you take off your shoes at the door, we fired the maid. Keep up with us or keep it moving!
However, there are still many women out there that hold some of the old school values and there is nothing wrong with that either. What is a traditional woman anyway? Who knows that definition anymore.. The only point to argue here is very simple... those old school marriages? It has to be working because they are still married.

Hope I sparked some fire into some of you and thanks so much for all of your votes. Stay tuned for June's polls.

Tonight

Tonight I do not wish to speak of the day's events or of our other woes...

Tonight I don't want to be held I want to be rocked out of this world

Until I can't feel my toes

Tonight I do not wish to confess my undying love or dedication

Tonight I don't want to light candles I want to start a fucking fire

And possibly make it into a documentation

I didn't bother doing my hair

Because tonight you are going to be pulling and leaving chunks of it

everywhere

I didn't accept your fine wine or your freshly drawn bubble bath

Because tonight you're going to get me filthy and unconscious amidst your

wrath

Tonight I don't want to make love I'm tired and drained of all the

emotional responsibility that demands

I'll make it up to you, I promise

I'll make amends

I had a fucked up day and now all I seek is revenge

Tonight I want your hands to explore dark depths we never went to before

Wage a war upon my sinful skin and go beyond the borders of a wife turned

whore

And then tomorrow, when the sex has leaked from my eyes, we'll make sweet

love the way our souls know how to and were born to do

And by then, the bruises and bites would have faded... well... at

least on you.

Desperate

I
can't
take
it
any
more
The streets reek of lies, underaged sex, and stories of horror that never hit public stores
The police station is pretty and bright
The pond is lit up at night
Green
Mother
Fucking
Chili
You
Illiterate
Ignorant
Assholes
"I have never seen a black person"
45 minute drives with no medians or lights
Walmart is guarded like Guatanamo Bay at night
DUI
DWI
No
Entertainment
Go
Farm
Work
Work
Work
Work
Is it hunting season yet?
Work
Work
Work
Is the camper ready?
Work
Work
WORK!!!
Can't find a friend, they don't really like us
We're different, I guess. Which is surely something you can't trust
The Indian Feast is tomorrow and I can't deny?
Why? Will they take up more land than they already have?
Why, yes. Yes they will.
L
O
L
Casino here
Casino there
Casinos at $7.50 an hour everywhere!
Empty hospital beds soaked with beryllium and high salaries
Empty classrooms soaked with remains of a heroin high diet free of calories
Full Cemeteries and wreaths that weep
Full collection of head wraps to shield the baldness you know keep
Cancer
Cancer
Cancer
Work
Work
Work
The green on the mountains are coming back!
Don't drink the water!
Have a drink, or two, or three
Then be all you can be in your new Chevy on the streets
R
I
P
My cousin, uncle, sister in law, aunt, neice, grandma, dad
Died
300 people mourn the same cries
Oh well
Get a job at the lab and all will be fine
$18.54 for steak?
That's a bad ass cow
We do it because no one asks us how
Union this
Union that
Pay the union dues
But don't expect pay back!
Have you tried the heroin?
It's the best on the block
Baby lets go out the weather is nice, it's finally hot
Ok, where do you want to go?
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OUT!