Templates of Poetry

I honestly do not know if I have any readers or not. I certainly never get any comments. That's fine. I can talk to myself. But I like to speak as if I am talking to someone out there just in case I do have a reader. So here's to my reader or just to myself, either one.

I have been thinking about changing my template on this blog to something a little more colorful. But I certainly do not want it to look like a myspace page with images and colors running wild all over the page. So I finally came to the conclusion that it would be better if I just left it plain and let my words add the color to the page. It may be brighter in some places and darker in others. I want to show my colors through my writing rather than diluting my page with wild clip art and neon colors, that would distract from what I want to say.

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Today, like any other day, I am dreaming about that wedding which is only about 413 days from now (yes, I keep track). My mother and I are getting ready to launch some hard core wedding planning within the next couple of months. This is the exciting part. The "sit here and wait" time is coming to an end and the planning can begin. It is good that I have a job now and can contribute to making this a beautiful wedding. I want my love and I to remember it always and for our children to know just how much we have loved each other. I wish I knew what my mother and father were like before I was born. Now that they have been separated and remarried, I guess I will never know. But my fiance and I will never have to do that to our children. We will be able to show them and to talk about our love for each other.
I just can't wait to start my life with him. We make a great team and I know that we will be happy together for the rest of our lives.

Boleyn Hot

I recently finished the book "The Other Boleyn Girl". I spent only one week to read the entire thing. This book irritated me because it was so well written that I could not put it down. Actually, I liked it, I liked it a LOT. I learned a thing or two about life and love. I think I am also developing some new inspiration for the book I have been writing off and on since high school. I do not plan on actually putting this book together until after I am married, but that day is coming up close so I need to prepare for it anyway. But first, I want to discuss what I have learned from this book.

The story takes place in England under the rule of Henry the 8th. Queen Kathrine was unable to bear a son for Henry. She gave birth to one daughter, Princess Mary, and the rest of her children were either miscarriages or stillborn. Henry began to loose faith and interest in his wife because he so desired a male heir to the throne of England. And so, the king took an interest to Mary Boleyn, only fourteen years old and a maid in the queen's court. Mary's greedy, ambitious family forced her to let the king bed with her in hope that she would bear him a bastard son which would elevate the status of the Boleyn family and possibly put Mary's boy on the throne. At the time, Mary was already married at twelve years old to another man named William Carey. But Mary's family made William stand aside while the king bedded his wife.
Mary, scared to death at what she was being forced to do by her family went reluctantly into the king's chamber and bedded with him.

I just can't imagine what Mary was feeling. To her family, she was nothing more than a card played in a gamble to win a higher status. They did not care about her virtue, her feelings, or even the fact that she was already married to the man they had previously selected for her. Now here she was at fourteen and forced to be a mistress. Not just any mistress, the King of England!

The king called Mary into his chambers for many nights, she was considered his favorite and he gave her many expensive gifts. Mary began to fall in love with the king. She became pregnant and gave birth to her first child, whom she named Cathrine after the queen. A year later, she was pregnant again. Anne Boleyn, who was very jealous of her sister decided she wanted a piece of the king herself and began to seduce him while Mary was pregnant and unable to "please" him. Mary gave birth to a son, and he was named Henry after his father. The king was pleased with the boy, but only temporarily. He had mostly forgotten about Mary and instead looked to her sister Anne.

How heart wrenching! Mary was beginning to fall in love with King Henry. Everything looked as if it was all going to work out, especially if her child turned out to be a boy (and it was). But her jealous sister, Anne charmed the king and took his attention off of Mary, who was obviously no longer the king's favorite.

Now I am not about to give away the entire story, I would definitely suggest you read it for yourself. I would not suggest this book for anyone under 18 for some sexual content though. I wouldn't say it was really graphic, but awfully suggestive, you get the idea in a hurry.

Animal Instincts

My fiance and I just went to camp this weekend. I was out with the horses at the ranch while he was at the main camp in the archery area. We had a great time, didn't get to see much of each other over the weekend, but it was nice to break routing and spend that weekend at camp.

I started my first day of work at Petsmart on Monday. I am here to tell you that it was not easy, but I did not hate it either. I think I will do alright there. I have already learned so much. The young women I work with seem really nice, a little rough around the edges, but friendly nonetheless. Sadly I have been a little depressed ever since I started working there because I have not been able to see my man for more than a few minutes these past few days. Also I wasn't quite recovered from my camp exhaustion before I started work that first day and got up early Monday morning, went to school, came home and changed, went to work, came home late, took a shower, went to bed. The whole process starts over the next day. I am tired, and I have not even gotten a full hour out of one day to just sit and relax a while. Thank goodness today was my day off. I am not sure I could have made it much longer without a little break. The thing is, too, I am no longer working just to help pay for my wedding, but now that the gas prices have risen so high, I need to work just to be able to make it to the university and back every day.
I am just so tired, which is really the only word I can think of to describe how I feel, tired and a little sad at not being able to spend time with the love of my life. Even my poor puppy is feeling a little neglected lately because I am just never home. My grades are also starting to suffer from my lack of study time. It's like I am being strangled or suffocated. I know this wont last forever, but it sure is tough right now. I just keep praying to god for his strength and endurance to get me through this. I am thankful that my love understands my situation too.

I just can't wait until we are finally married. At least then I can come home and rest in his big strong arms, sleep next to his warm body, and wake up to the sight of his sweet face.