Loving is the breath we're gasping for

A group of professional people posed this question to
a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?"

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on
shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then
he wears it everyday."
Noelle - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after
you left him alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down
and little stars come out of you." (what an image)
Karen - age 7

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most
of your French fries without making them give you any
of theirs." (and if you can eat them without getting any *shit on your face* then you win bonus points in my book)
Chrissy - age 6

And...there was a contest to find the most caring
child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door
neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently
lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the
old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just
sat there.

When his Mother asked what he had said to the
neighbor, the little boy said,

"Nothing, I just helped him cry"


*...sigh* just something to think about and hopefully bring a comforting smile to you face. There's all kinds of love and sometimes without knowing it we show others how much we truly care. I love you guys!

i'm gonna be married twice

i'm gonna be married twice
Originally uploaded by JaLarge.

i have high expectations!

Opening Day2 05

Opening Day2 05
Originally uploaded by JaLarge.

Man looking at these pics really makes me miss hanging out with my mom. She seriously rocks and definitley knows how to enjoy life. If you haven't met 'large's mom' yet you are so missing out and should rush to the natty to fix that.

Opening Day3 05

Opening Day3 05
Originally uploaded by JaLarge.

My mom is such a hottie. She's the blond in the red tank! I hope I have that to look forward to.

something.to.think.about

A 2002 survey by the University of Chicago, published in the Journal of the American Medical Association, asserts that, in all age groups, one in four American women does not enjoy sex, and one in three men across age groups thinks he is sexually inadequate. All the rest feel unhappy and dissatisfied because they think they are not doing it right, not doing it enough or not doing it the way their partners want them to. Why so much angst? First of all, stop using the overtly sex-saturated media as your standard user’s manual, in which everything is reduced to simple mechanics and impossible standards. Ultimately, a healthy and satisfying sex life is more about quality than quantity; it’s the vitality of the relationship, personal preferences, creativity and the depths of real passion we explore with our partner that makes the biggest difference at the finish line.

writhing in pain

so i had a soccer game last night in which we uneventfully lost which is turn made me a very pissed off loser! But that's not what i am here to talk about. Before I started my game my ankles started really bothering me. It was as if I was walking on the hardest ground on the earth with golf tees as my cleats. So my fellow teammates just told me to roll my ankles and stretch them out and they would warm up soon enough. NOt really! They hurt the whole game and afterwards, as I left with my tail between my legs and tried to find a place to lick my wounds, my legs started cramping up and they still hurt. Now here I am sitting at work and it almost feels like I have arthritis in my ankles. I mean it is killing me and it doesn't matter which way I position my feet under my desk, it's not helping. I've even taken my shoes off thinking maybe they were just squeezing me or something. And to no avail I am still in excrutiating pain! This really sucks. Does anyone know whats wrong with me and what I can do. I have to be on my feet all night tonight as well because I am bartending. I feel like I am going to have to sever my legs at the ankles and crawl my way through the rest of life. Help me please.

first date jitters

recently i have had the opportunity to re-evalute my dating life. Or for better use of the term, the ‘lack’ of my dating life. Upon doing this I began to think of the whole ritualistic pattern that most take upon dating. Most commonly known as dinner and a movie.

To have a little bit of backround info on my take of this ‘ritual’ i’ll give you my take on things. I hate dating!! It gives me an ulcer. It’s too nervewracking and I feel like its mainly a bunch of bullshit to see if you’re compatible enough to get the person in bed with you. I would rather meet someone with a bunch of friends and continue to hang out with them with a bunch of friends until you get comfortable, and confident enough to realize that this person is really cool and you might like them outside of the ’friend relm’. (then you can jump into bed *wink wink) That way you both have by-passed all the first dating bullshit of lets go eat and *get shit on our face and then watch a movie where we both aren’t supposed to talk but still sit there in unbearable silence while paying half attention to the movie and the other half trying to make sure your hands and legs are all in the right place.

For those of you reading this who are thinking ‘jesus this girl has had some baaaaad dating experiences’ let me just explain that I actually haven’t. It’s just the deathly fear beforehand that I dread and therefore gives me this horrible out-take on the whole process there-in making me sound like an uptight, spurned little girl. I really am a fun person I swear. I’m just messed in the head. But thankfully I have this online journal to rant and rave about my insecurites. Thank god for internet.

But I do want to pose this question in hopes that someone can help me. What are some date options? Simple as that. Just options, that’s all i’m looking for. Who knows, it might ease my mind.

* i’m actually not a messy eater but when i went on my first date in college i
remember telling the guy ‘hey if i get anything on my face while i’m eating
will you please tell me so i don’t sit here and talk with shit on my face all
the while your laughing on the inside” he thought it was pretty funny and
agreed and luckily my face left unscathed. hehe so now i always refer to dating
as ‘getting shit on your face and then an uncomfortable movie’

my future husband

my future husband
Originally uploaded by JaLarge.

jesus this guy makes my blood boil. he is one hot package. i mean that face, those abs and that ass....i'm sorry, were you saying something?

Tip For the Day...

Note to self: Parking in ally can and will result in a $150.00 ticket. Fuckers.