In My Imagination..

In my imagination...
I am taller and thinner,
and much more attractive
and my checking balance is high
and my dogs never bark
and my house is self cleaning
and there's never a reason to cry

In my imagination..
My bills are all paid
and my work is all done
so I can just sit and play games
and I don't forget deadlines
or birthdays and such
and I remember everyone's names

In my imagination..
My gas mileage is like 50
or 60 mpg
and there is no pollution
and there is no traffic
and everyone else drives like me

In my imagination..
sugar is healthy
and ice cream is good
and chocolate cures cancer theyll find
and I am an actress
who married a rich man
with an excellent body and mind

In my imagination..
High heels dont hurt feet
My clothes always look good
and my eyes can change color at will
I can dance until dawn
and never get tired
and throughout the day, keep dancing still

In my imagination..
Theres no disagreement
Theres no dispair
Theres no disgust, not a shred
My imagination's a wonderful place
too bad its all in my head

Shopping

Went shopping a bit, and with Christmas time near
there was a ton that I wanted to buy
I saw decorations that would look so nice here
and all of the fixin's for pie

A warm fuzzy blanket, a really nice coat
and boots that I wished that were mine
a game that I wanted (Santa, please note..)
all discounted, so said the sign

Something for him, something for her
I know just what they'd like
oh, and this for my friend that would love it I'm sure
A great price on a brand new bike

I want this and want that, 'twas all on sale
so the savings would be so divine
and with a swipe of the plastic (If it doesn't fail)
all of this could be mine

So I filled up my cart and headed to buy
With a cart full of stuff and of things
but I thought of the cost and I wanted to cry
'cause it tugged on my frugal heart strings

So I put away what I didn't need
I searched down deep in my heart
And I saved a ton when I fought against greed
In the end, was an empty cart!

Why...

Why can't I be out there in the sun?
Why am I in this dimly lit room?
Why can't I be the one having fun
Instead of swimming in gloom?

Why can't I sleep in until morning is gone?
Why can't I spend all day in sweats?
Why can't I play video games until dawn?
Why can't I have seventeen pets?

Why can't I doodle, eating noodles with poodles?
Why does the ground hold me down?
What are the meaning of these silly doodles?
And why is anything brown?

When is the ball and who is the belle?
Why isn't there fun stuff to do?
Why can't I have a golden ticket as well?
I like chocolate, too.

In all of this drudgery of life I endure
Why can't I simply be
Someone has to be responsible, sure..
but why is it always me??

Where to Start?

The idea of starting a blog is good, but only if your have something to say. 
If your tongue is tied and your fingers and flailing, then you might as well just go away
But I've started this blog to ramble and rant, and discuss the fine points of the day
So I'll say what I want, and I'll want what I say, and read if you like, okay?

I have so many thoughts in my brain right now, but I simply just cant get them out
They are hiding in crevices deep in my mind, covered in fear and in doubt
But I must coax them here, into the light and share what I am all about
and give credence to words and the title of this, to the brainwork I so highly tout

Be prepared for nonsense, and whimsical fun, and the occasional whimper or whine
Be they bad or good, indifferent or not, all the thoughts here are mine
So love me, despise me, feel nothing at all, whatever you feel it is fine
I'm just happy if you even read this at all.  If you do, drop me a line!!!  :)