New Normal

A lot of people ask me "How did you turn out so normal?" Quite often. My answer was God. Always has and always will be. However today I had sort of an epiphany. I am by no means "Normal" by what society deems. Maybe that's why I feel so rejected all the time and automatically assume rejection before I actually have proof. Constantly struggling with the negative or paranoid side of me-- these things are not understood as normal alone and they are the product of what I feel is rejection the said thing making me think I am not normal. More not-normal-ness

Did I lose you?

I'm sorry. I rant you see and even now as I type this I wonder what some stranger across the United States will think of me if by any chance they read this... My automatic assumption is they will hate me. The cocky side of me wants to keep saying  they will love me so much that it causes them to hate me but that's on a much deeper level and we won't get into that.

My emotions are something that makes me feel like me. If I am feeling "dead" inside I am feeling emotionless. I am passionate And I feel that is a quality that some people have lost... And I just so happen to grow up with some trivial people who "normally" influence an individual's life in were direct and immediate contact with me through my entire life who were in fact "passionless". 

Sorry but I'm not sorry. Did I make you question our relationship and make you wonder if I'm talking about you? If that thought even crossed your mind I want you to follow up your own subconscious questions with this one: What are you to your very core passionate about? Now I said to your core. CORE. You can be passionate about your children because you brought them to life... Sure. But is that the real answer you're going to go with?  If you came up with an answer to the passion question and you're sure that I couldn't be talking about you then we solved it-- I'm not taking about you. I am going to digress...

I think "normally" THAT much direct contact with people who are supposed to represent what "normal" is-- will completely deflate any sort of passion within you almost "naturally". Or instinctively if you feel that it's necessary for survival. 

I managed to find my passion early... And at first it was extremely secretive, but it allowed me harvest and grow my abilities and I may not put all my work in Facebook, or my portfolio websites for eyes to see but I certainly am learning constantly and still growing my talent.

God led me to people who would plant more seeds, and encourage me to grow.  

God saves me before during and after trial and tribulation. Before: creating nerves to withstand- a heart to stand up- and the mind to speak. During: just making sure I didn't get too much to bring me to the end of my sanity and life to be honest. And after : using me as a guide for someone who he will design similar to me. I shouldn't be the way I am to most people because they haven't been through what I have, they haven't seen the things I have, they haven't felt the hurt that I have. Not that my hurt is better or greater than yours it's just MY hurt. So putting themselves briefly in my shoes leads them to the conclusion that I shouldn't be normal. 

Im here to tell you folks My god is so good like that. So no, I am not normal, and I'm proud of that. I wouldn't change it for the world. But to those who have asked me that or stated something similar along those lines to me- after hearing my story and seeing what I do, for my self and other people, how even though I thoroughly I believe in the "do unto others as you would have done unto  yourself" so deliberately hurting others is a tragedy in my eyes-- how could you look at me after all of that and not believe in anything not even God? I feel like I should be posting some verse of "blindly following God" up here. Believing in him is the start. Stories like mine he created to start in your mind that very process. 

Plant the seed.

Now he's going to water it. 

http://youtu.be/DUvHO33iaxg

"Let it grow , let it grow"

This is going to be my "New normal" post.

I wrote. Just a little something.

When I write it comes in all sorts of different forms. Lately it has been a lot of poetry. I would like to take a moment and share one of my poems that I wrote for about one of the best places on earth. 

When I was a child I went here often. Never once do I remember not enjoying every single minute of My time spent there. 

The imaginative abilities of the people who work there are astounding and I cannot wait until I can afford to take my son to experience it. 

Disney World this is my poem written exclusively for you.

When I leave my world behind

An amazing adventure is what I'll find

Where colors dance and people smile

Everyone is fashionable and has vibrant style

Children laugh as their minds soar 

Through the streets to any open door

Where you can find treats to tickle your fancy

Check out the parade times, you'll become antsy

To experience the life and the fun

They bring out in just about everyone

Take a journey to this distant land

Where boring hides and imagination takes a stand

Seriousness disappears while creativity flies

Sadness will fall away and inspiration will rise

Stepping into this wondrous place can put a smile instantly on your face

In the real world no one stops everyone is busy

That's why I wish I could shake the hand of Walt Disney 

For him creating all this from a dream

I would truly be honored to be on his team 

To continue making these dreams come true 

To be apart of the amazing cast-member crew

Would be a dream, like no other

I wish I could be granted a fairy god mother

Just until midnight like a princess we all know

I'd make my wish, I know where I'll go

To the place where imagination and love are swirled 

Out of all my wishes, I'd go to Walt Disney world.

So I had these peaches...

I thought about what to do with some peaches on the counter here at home, and I came up with this sweet dessert. You will never guess what MYSTERY addition is in this dish. :)

What you will need:

2 ripe peaches

2 cans Pillsbury Crescent Rolls

2 sticks of butter

1 and a half cups of Sugar

1 Teaspoon Vanilla

Powder sugar

1 can of Mountain dew (yep!)

Cinnamon

(I also used a Cinnamon Sugar grinder)

So this is really easy. 

Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. 

Butter a 9x13 pan. Peel your peaches (potato peelers work great!) and pit them. Next cut each peach   Into 8 slices each (16 total). 

Next open up your Pillsbury crescent rolls, 

place a peach in a single crescent roll, 

sprinkle the cinnamon sugar on the peach 

and roll it up. 

Continue for all peach slices. Place each one in the buttered pan. They are going to be close and touching. 

Next your going to melt the two sticks of butter in a bowl and add the sugar stir. Next add the vanilla and mix again. 

Then pour over the crescent rolls. 

 Pour the can of Mountain Dew around the edges of the pan.  (You can see that I have a whole 20 oz bottle- but I measured out 12 ounces) 

Next I sprinkled some powdered sugar and cinnamon on the tops of the mixture.

Stick it in the oven for 40 minutes. 

It was amazingly good.

As soon as you take your dish out you will see liquid at the bottom the of the pan. I promise it's okay and won't taste bad! It will be soaked up as soon as it starts to cool. 

ENJOY!