Pepperoni Pineapple and Jalapeno Stuffed Crust Pizza how you trick and intice me so. Your past times have been good and golden as your gooey crust deems legends of but this time you are well more then enough. At first the flavors banging just kicking shit. Next thing ya know your next bite has your mouth salivating so fast you start to feel heat rising making you warm and clammy. It shifts to a burn with a dewish sweat as you plummet through this Jalapeno pizza. You question why you induce yourself to such. When did I become such a white bitch who couldn’t handle the heat. Didn’t I once accomplish the wing challenge at Bdubs with ease a day after getting a tooth removed where is that wonder woman now. Where is that feisty flame I lost. For the day after glorious greasy pizza I enjoyed I now feel the burn through bloated constipated goat poops of pure fire ringing hell to my delicate buthole. Flames and pains make me waddle and woe. I curse myself for picking the largest slice and finishing it off champion like, sweating for I braved every last jalapeno of fire upon its cheese layering of toppings. Pineapples held no relief to the jalapenos overwhelming placement.
Oh I’ll take lessons from this.
Bet your sweet ass I will.
Can’t take the heat like I used too
Until We Meet Again☆
Under The Same Moon★
Someone beamed about my nack for always being positive and the other soul went “oh dear that must be exhausting”. When I responded with a quick but complete thought. Its both a blessing and a curse to be so positive.
Quite frankly I find the lather more tiresome. The negative nancy and spewing of hate takes so much out of the soul and brings the mood of most down with you. Nothing brings peoole together more then hateing on the same things. Reasons why magazines and talk shows are so popular the talking and focusing on the negatives in the world at the time. The evening news I find to be the utter worst. Spewing endless scare tatic stories to frighten and seperate people. Making lables for people to fall under as so.
I prefer to shead light. To complement the cashiers on their makeup and earinngs or tell a gall cute shoes in the store. It spreads smiles and joy. . . Instead of the negative vibes society has grown accustomed too.
Flashing a smile even can change the course of someones day. It can give someone the will and empowerment to carry on just another day. You ever been in a quiet library and saw someone smile at another and the somber soul brighten up and return a smile without the slightest word. It will creep its was acroas the room and the mood of the area is lightened.
Until We Meet Again
Under The Same Moon
Saturday December 10th 2016
The holidays near.🎅🎄🎉🎆🎊🎭
Adios West Coast
We travel to visit family and friends in Tennessee for the holidays. So we treck 2000 some odd miles. A voyage across the country. We jumped across the forty fith parallel, half way between the north pole and equator in Idaho. Back on Mountain Standard time and onward from our western adventure and new found buds. Until we meet again. Under the same moon we are west coast!
To reestablish a hometurf along known lands will be nice. Knowing the area of which I’m going next is refreshing after three months on the road exploring. For what started as a two week trip that turned into a lifestyle choice before I could blink the season away. For fall leaves which once speckled the valley’s now have a dusting of white powdery snow blanketed about. Almost looking like sand that belongs to the mounds of rock and grassland.
On we roll. =) First few days heading east we encountered tire blow outs along snowy Oregon mountain tops and stripped lug nuts in rest areas speckled through Utah and Idaho. New wheels applied we continue on. Wandering wanderlusters heading back to known home lands of old. We head first for friends in Colorado. Where we will rest up before our voyage to the south. Where the tea is sweeter and the draw is slower. Where a destination 7 miles away can indeed take you nearly 40 minutes to get to with the winding mountain roads. =) I am ready to rest up and get ready to see family. Blaze up Hella while I still can in Colorado before heading out. Got some fire nugs at Green Cross in Slit Colorado. An eight of Chuckles OG in hand we blaze our trail along the white River on 70 East. The red rocks scream and yell out for attention below a fine layer of fresh snow that clings to them. The further we venture the snowier it appears. Little did we know we where voyaging up into a winter snow storm atop one of the highest mountain passes in the united states. Slick icy conditions send cars wheels spinning helplessly up the sharp inclines. Trucks litter the shoulder stopped. Cops speckle the roads lights flashing ticketing trucks without snow chains for today they cause a huge problem. Glad to make it over the pass safely and in one piece. We rest now in SouthEast Colorado before we contine on South East for Tennessee.
Until we meet again.
Under the same moon.
We spent nearly a week with Guy Homes and his wonderous family in Eugene. While he helped us meet up with local mechanics to work on the van. The alternator and hub assembly took a bit. My parents happily caught up on work while I managed to wash up all our cloths and help clean up after ours and theres. Such a beautiful home with so many blessings! ♡
When we first rolled in L exclaimed over at Cush coffee shop when we first met her “Looks Like Your Stuck In Eugene!” They offered their home for us to stay in. One event after another lead us to stay another night and then another. The wonderous fresh conversation. What friendships created! We learned so much about the history behind Eugene. Little Oregon art town. The train cars full of colorfull graffiti pass through the wanderlust strucken town. Hippys living in vans and RV campers we can spot casually around. Pot smokers litter the streets puffin smokes that waft away with the passing wind. Wandering aliens eccentric in nature and form. Oregon is a melting pot of a homestead. For beings to return to strucken with wanderlust.
We set out on Friday a little after noon for Salem. Oregons capitol. We leave behind new friends promising to meet up with them again soon. Onward we march! We are in search of an RV. With autumns brisk arrival we figure an upgrade from the tents would do well for our continued travels. . The opprotunity to see more and intervew more has opened up. The Rambling Family is at it again! On the road with falls enchanting winds. The faries hard at work and play as they paint the trees shades of red and yelllow, orange and brown. The trees last gleaming smile before winter winds rip her of her color. Blessed I am to be on the road during the peak of the season change. The colors make my heart leap everytime! ♡
West coast vibes resonate well with the family. The people we have met along the way so colorfull and friendly! The bud we have blazzed otherworldly! With a countryside that is colorfull and senic as all get out. We look for a camp to call home for the night.
Looks like we will be staying on the road. Our two week trip has transformed into evermore. The Rambling Family 2016! Stay tuned to find out where we be next! Maybe in a camp near you?! ☆☆☆Oregon Traveling☆☆☆
Until We Meet Again ☆
Under The Same Moon ☆
I want to write what Im feeling. But when I try, I delete it all to a void white space. That…. That blank space. I feel that white space can not describe it any better. . .
The chaos of emotion that lies within. So many colors can swirl but when you feel so much for the world around you.. When you try to be bright for all the worlds sorrows. This, an impossible task, yet you feel you need to spread happiness and light. Where it aint even truly valued till it’s lost. White empty space.
When the world is crazy around me I like to retreat to that simple white space within my mind. A quiet realm within my walls. A place for reflection and peace. White Space
Until We Meet Again ☆
Under The Same Moon ☆