Moral cherries and pearl diving

Do you remember the first dirty joke you heard? The first time you flirted with someone?

This was the beginning of loosing your innocence. We were all bright eyed and naive at one point, then our decent began. Some sink rapidly into the depths of moral depravity; others test the waters, float along and dive on occasion.

Now some profess that they have never so much as put a toe into the water…I personally think they are lying to themselves. At some point everyone has had an impure thought, at the very least. It is human curiosity and normal. These self professed goody-goody’s usually end up in the darkest depths and becoming the piranhas and sharks…they are the ones on the 6 o’clock news with their neighbors and friends being interviewed. “He (or She) was so nice. Attended church every Sunday….” “I never knew what was going on right next door.”

Being one of extremes myself, I have to be careful not to fall into either category. So I tend to think of myself as a pearl diver. I snorkel on the surface until I see something interesting below and dive down and check it out. Rip it open see what is inside, hang out, take what I like and leave the rest for other divers. (Disclaimer: As I have no actual diving experience, this is only an analogy. So if you know something about pearl diving get of my back about me not being technically accurate! This is not a how to guide…get a life…or better yet, you can pay for lessons and take me diving!)

I do love my group of friends. Hanging out, witnessing the debauchery we can create. When a new person goes on their inaugural outing with us we often refer to it as “popping their moral cherry”. Because they are never the same again. The jokes, laughter and often drinks that are a part of an evening with us are not for an amateur or the faint of heart. It is all good healthy fun. I have seen people look at us, as if to say quiet down and behave yourselves. Which only causes us to act more unruly.

So I ask you what kind of life are you leading? Are you scouring the depths? Are you wading by the shore? Lounging on a float, skimming the water with your finger tips? Snorkeling the reefs, looking for pearls? Or are you sitting on shore scared wrapped in a towel?

It's my blog and it may offend

After much soul searching and meditation, I have returned to my blogging. Part of me wondered: Do I have anything of value to say? Does anyone care? Why am I writing this stuff? Is this a good way for me to voice my opinions and feelings?

My answers are this: I need an outlet for my voice. The freedom of my speech. It is therapeutic, it makes me feel better. And I don’t always have to write 100% facts, this is not a newspaper. It is opinions, rants, raves, dreams, desires…well you get the picture. I am writing for me, I am sharing because I want to and enjoy others opinions and input.

I don’t seek to offend others, but I have discovered if something offends me there is a reason and it is usually a personal one. The offensive writing, picture or idea has struck a very personal cord within me…thus is why it has offended me. So if something I say here offends you, ask yourself why and be honest with yourself.

My mouth has always gotten me in hot water. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I have written “I must not talk in class.” I have something to say most of the time about most topics. You can choose to listen or not, makes no difference to me.

I will not apologize for my opinions or feelings, they are mine and I own them…should I choose to share them and you read or hear them and they are contrary to yours…OH Well…those are yours, these are mine. If you want yours heard start your own damn blog! But if you choose to belittle mine or use mine to do me harm may God help you! Because this is a blog…do you know what is true and what is fiction? Did you get your information from a reliable source or someone who would have some personal gain? Hmmm…personal gain…no one would ever lie or read into someone else’s opinion what they want to hear for personal gain now would they? It is called gossip for a reason!


For better or worse, I am back and will blog till my hearts content. I have released my fear and worries. I hope you enjoy my entries and I encourage you to start your own blog! I look forward to reading yours!