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Kool Mama Kat - This Kat is on a Hot Tin Roof!
Thursday, 5 February 2004
Oh to be a MILF....????......
Well on a happier note today.....I was think about my dear husband......and some of the name's he has called me in the past....and I think by far the most off the wall pet name he has used for me to date would have to be MILF! A.K.A. Mom I'd Like To Fuck! For those of you who haven't seen American Pie, that's where that come's from. I guess i've been called worse things in life...hehehaha....but haven't we all.

I was thinking to- being a mom at the raw age of 23 my kids are going to be out of the house before I'm 40! So I'll still have the whole MILF thing going on when I'm a grandma....right????......well I don't know, but I hope my husband will still think so! Hey I do know I won't be like Stifler's mom screwing my son's friends! EEWWW!!!

This is to all you MILF'S out there!

Scribbled by Kool Mama Kat at 5:36 PM EST
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Trust and Fine China
Trust is like fine china. We only take it out on special occasion's. We handle it with the care of a newborn baby. If we break a plate from our "fine china" collection we feel it's irreplacable, because it is.

We trust people to loosely. We fall in love and assume this person COULD never hurt us. Trust take's year's to build. Not day's, week's, or month's. Trust is one of the most important human feeling's we have. It is not to be taken for granted or taken to lightly.

We should value what trust we have. I mean how many people can you say you really trust? When I say trust I mean confide in, open up to, be there no matter what, confess murder to! Well I'm no murderer, but can honestly say I only trust one person. That person is myself. I may not alway's be honest with myself but I trust myself. That's not to say I don't have people in my life that I can "trust", I do. Ultimately however, I can only depend on myself.

But back to fine china.....I think I shall go out and buy some fine china, and each time I use it I will be reminded of just how fragile trust is and should be!

~Kool Mama Kat

Scribbled by Kool Mama Kat at 1:35 PM EST
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Tuesday, 3 February 2004
Oops I did it again!
Well I threw myself out there again. Perhaps I'm just to damn nice! I will always give people the benefit of the doubt. Always! That's just who I am. We've all been burned and have burned other people. I shall mantain my boundaries. I shall stay behind my walls and peak over them from a safe range. I shall be that trusted friend but keep my trust to myself. I shall be true to Angel~Kool Mama Kat!

Scribbled by Kool Mama Kat at 1:55 PM EST
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Life's Lesson's Learned Again.....!!!!!
Well once again I find myself questioning my judgement! I lease myself out, I wear my heart on my sleave. I have been burned so many time by so many people so why I haven't I learned. Perhaps it's just another test. Perhaps it's karma finally coming around to show me it's ugly side. I fancy myself to be a good person, to be a trusted friend. So what is this lesson I am to learn by being somewhat of a doormat? Maybe it makes me stronger...????.....well I don't know, but it does make me smarter. I will not trust you...and I don't look up to you or admire you for that matter. No I don't want to be like you and nobody else does either. You are not unique, you are just like everybody else starving for attention. Go out and buy in to the latest trend and keep on telling yourself it makes you more compelling. If that does you some good. Go ahead and keep filling the emtiness will alcohol or whatever else you can get, but don't expect me to go down with you. I have more important things to do. You lied about me, you told lies about me. What the fuck is that!?!? Don't burn me! You tainted my thoughts, you tainted my trust in people, you tainted my security. Damn you!

Scribbled by Kool Mama Kat at 12:39 PM EST
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Monday, 19 January 2004
Ode to Barbara
Patient and Strong,
You've waited so long,
Free at last,
Free from your past.

New chapters in your life,
Pulling you further away from strife.

Your beautiful soul,
The kindness in your heart,
This is your fresh start,
And I'm happy to be a part.

So hold your head high,
And let go of your past,
Spread your wings and fly,
And may this feeling forever last!

I love you so much girlie! Be strong and move straight's your life!

Scribbled by Kool Mama Kat at 2:08 PM EST
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Hey again.Thanks to those who have visited my blog. I know it seems a little depressing, but I like to write when I need to get things off my chest. I am a happy person to be around...really! Anyway I've been working on the site which is coming along very slowly considering I don't know what the hell I'm doing! I just wanted to put a link to it on here for future reference. There is also a link to my blog on it. Love and Hugs! ~Kool Mama Kat

Scribbled by Kool Mama Kat at 12:09 PM EST
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Thursday, 15 January 2004
Girl Lost
Oh my she sighs,
Shaking and questionable,
She gazes down,
and everything goes black.
Head spinning,
and no longer smiling,
Her feet give way,
and she's down for the count.
Counting seconds,
and placing bets,
Woa, this isn't me,
and who the hell are you,

O.K. back to reality,
she remembers somewhere
between then and now,
but doesn't remember the how.

It's ironic how we must commit to the now,
Holding on to the truth and security of the future,
Moving along, without a sound,
A new sense of belonging,
Checking out and she's gone.
No holding on, it's not hers,
Give yourself a bit,
However it's no cure.

Idle, standing by,
she let's out another sigh,
Staring up, she is hit,
and yet she doesn't even glance.

Scribbled by Kool Mama Kat at 9:01 PM EST
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The Underground

Underground in the depths of darkness,
My thoughts forever haunt,
Awaiting the moment to step out of the
I take a look and I'm caught.
Pulling, tugging, ripping and I'm torn.

I cannot hide, I feel no shame.
It hurts so good,
I love this kind of pain.

I'm flyin' high in the underground,
My head is spinning round and round,
Where will I land,
Take my hand,
To the underground.....

Scribbled by Kool Mama Kat at 8:50 PM EST
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