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Saturday, March 2, 2024

Hold On For One More Day! March is Here

My Dearest Sillies,
  I hope that you're as glad as I am that Spring shall soon spring forth. 
  As I tiptoe quickly to ONE MILLION views - gasp!- another huge milestone is here. March 5 marks 15 years since I birthed Life by Chocolate. What a fantastical ride it's been!
  In those early days, I used to create posts by weaving personal narrative with song lyrics. We're giving this strategy another go now. 
  The song, Hold On by Wilson Phillips, has lifted my spirits at dark moments over these past few weeks. May it offer you the same. 
  Please enjoy and hold on, with love for yourself and chocolate on the side.

I know this pain

Confusion, rage, despair. Another damn breakup.

Why do you lock yourself up in these chains? 

Our laughter and playfulness kept me in bliss. 

No one can change your life except for you

We'd grow old and crotchety together. 

Don't ever let anyone step all over you

Somehow my love's sudden rudeness didn't cause pause.

Is it really fair to feel this way inside?

He'd checked out. He gave up on me, on us. 

Someday, somebody's gonna make you wanna

Me? Not at all. Six months later now, I still feel love for him.

Turn around and say "goodbye"

I had no say.

Until then, baby, are you gonna let them

"You're a coward," I said, for making me do the breaking-up that he wanted for reasons that he refused to express.

Hold you down and make you cry?

At sunrise the next morning, I returned his spare house key and clumpy flattened air mattress. Done. 

Don't you know?

But weeks later, I came upon his Scrabble game board. Damn. One more thing to return.

Don't you know things can change?

We played over 100 Scrabble games in those nearly 2.5 years together. 

Things'll go your way

I won nearly every round. Still, I celebrated his winnings more than mine. "Yippee! My baby won!" I jumped and shouted, engaging in silly improvisational dance maneuvers after drowning him in hugs and kisses. 

Can you hold on for one more day?

The message "You win" struck when I carried his game to my car.

Hold on for one more day

I left it on his front porch, then drove to work.  Done now. It's over.

You could sustain...

I'd be okay. 

Things'll go your way

Pain will come and go, while it generally softens over time.

If you hold on for one more day

I miss him sometimes, like now.

If you hold on

Worlds upon worlds have opened to confer gold glittery magic. Were I still in his/our world, I'd not have entered any of the others. 

Can you hold on?

I'm sure of it. I win. 

Hold on, baby.

I'm a winner.

Wednesday, February 14, 2024

Mike's a Winner! Valentine's Erotica


Dear Sillies,

Congratulations to Mike for his winning haiku at Life by Chocolate's Annual VDay Hate Fest! WOOHOO! See last post for his clever entry.  I'll be in touch with you, horny old goat* (credit to DebraSheWhoSeeks for this term). You'll soon receive a sweet, sweet package in the mail. 

Joanne's a winner too! She always is. Plus she followed the rules for haiku. 

It wasn't an easy vote. For some reason, though, it seemed my male bloggies were fast to give a nod to Mike's mathematical entry. Go figure. 

Now, my sweets, let's focus on the love that truly sustains us...love for each other, love that leaps out from our chosen or biological families, love for our wonderful selves, love for kindness and beauty and nature and humor and chocolate that's fair trade not Hershey's waxy yucky stuff that enslaves children to make a fast billion.

Back on point, you are very much loved.

Monday, February 12, 2024

Valentine's Day Hate Contest Ballot

Hi, My Dear Sillies,

VOTE, VOTE, VOTE!

Not unlike our national ballot's looking, the choices are limited. What happened, my friends? You got shy. I know that many of you, including HRH, had won in the past. That should not be a reason for opting out, though. I know, haikus aren't easy. Thought we'd try something different. (Note that one of the following does follow the rules for a "proper" haiku. Yet we know I'm not always proper.) 

You have two good choices. I might need help understanding Mike's use of numbers. Math isn't my specialty. Wink.

Please VOTE, VOTE, VOTE but only once. Celebrate all the love that abounds. ALL of it, not that sticky sweet sappy money-making Hallmark fantasy stuff. The real love that keeps us afloat and starts inside. Woohoo!

On that note, I love you.

Vote please. 

Mike

Roses are nice,
Violets are fine,
I’ll be the six,
If you be the nine. Haiku!

 

Joanne

Haiku :
Slurped some bad oysters
Conjured past V dates with you
Washed down with champagne


Special thanks for my friends, Mike and Joanne, for entering!

Eat good chocolate any and/or every day. Just don't purchase the cheap stuff, not ever, especially not on Valentine's Day.