I tend not to get too political on our blog. I do it for several reasons. There are plenty of political blogs out there, and many have some valid opinions, and sometimes I’ll even join in on those discussions.
But when it comes to our blog here, I do like to point out some things here and there that need to be changed. I’ve never liked getting into the discussions here over who is right and wrong. One of the main reasons of that is that people are so brainwashed as to what is going on with politics.
A Brainless Nod is a blog about love and life, passionately written using articles, poetry, and serial web fiction. We are Dan and Lisa, and we both enjoy writing immensely. We hope you enjoy this look at our passions, our life together, and our opinions. Posts are sporadic due to us entering college, but expect new stuff every now and then!
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Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Monday, September 30, 2013
Falling in Love Again, for the First Time.
I can honestly say that I have never been happier. I'm sure you have heard it or even said it but for me it is the truth. I have never felt or been so loved in all my life and it's all because of a wonderful caring man that I call my husband.
After my late husband died I was lost. I really didn't know what I was going to do next. It was just me and my 13 year old daughter. I thought there was no way I was going to get married again and have my heart ripped out of my chest again. After a few months I started to get lonely. I missed the championship that I had with my late husband. My mom told me that I was too young to be by myself and I should start dating again.
After my late husband died I was lost. I really didn't know what I was going to do next. It was just me and my 13 year old daughter. I thought there was no way I was going to get married again and have my heart ripped out of my chest again. After a few months I started to get lonely. I missed the championship that I had with my late husband. My mom told me that I was too young to be by myself and I should start dating again.
Friday, September 27, 2013
(Poem) - Happily Forever After
Bad days aside
Most are pretty good
Some days can even
Be better than they should
Those days are blessed
Wonderful through and through
Because I simply get to spend
All my time with you
I feel like I belong
I feel like part of something
Something far bigger
Than wearing your wedding ring.
Someday the dog doesn’t scratch
The dog doesn’t grunt
She simply lays there
Performing a silent stunt
Harmony can reign
Within this amazing home
There can be a calm
Without the petulant groans
Of a crazy teenage girl
Who is our entire world
That’s not getting her way
As her life is unfurled
Yes, there are days
Where life it truly the best
In fact there are quite a few
That are far better than the rest
The hammock is crying our name
Swaying in the breeze
There’s not very much better
Than reading our Kindles with ease
It almost seems
As if our life is a fantasy
Yet it is most definitely not
This is our reality
A life full of love
A life full of laughter
I love my wife with my entire soul
For now and for happily forever after.
(( FYI, this poem is actually part 3 in my "3 Post Experience" this week. Experience the low point in part 1, where a bad day reeks havoc in Days Like This. But of course, every bad day becomes just another tomorrow, where you find out that there are no failures, just unfinished successes. All you have to do is remember There Will Always Be Days Like Yesterday. ))
--Dan
--Want more Poetry? Check out my Poetry Collection Page!
Most are pretty good
Some days can even
Be better than they should
Those days are blessed
Wonderful through and through
Because I simply get to spend
All my time with you
I feel like I belong
I feel like part of something
Something far bigger
Than wearing your wedding ring.
Someday the dog doesn’t scratch
The dog doesn’t grunt
She simply lays there
Performing a silent stunt
Harmony can reign
Within this amazing home
There can be a calm
Without the petulant groans
Of a crazy teenage girl
Who is our entire world
That’s not getting her way
As her life is unfurled
Yes, there are days
Where life it truly the best
In fact there are quite a few
That are far better than the rest
The hammock is crying our name
Swaying in the breeze
There’s not very much better
Than reading our Kindles with ease
It almost seems
As if our life is a fantasy
Yet it is most definitely not
This is our reality
A life full of love
A life full of laughter
I love my wife with my entire soul
For now and for happily forever after.
(( FYI, this poem is actually part 3 in my "3 Post Experience" this week. Experience the low point in part 1, where a bad day reeks havoc in Days Like This. But of course, every bad day becomes just another tomorrow, where you find out that there are no failures, just unfinished successes. All you have to do is remember There Will Always Be Days Like Yesterday. ))
--Dan
--Want more Poetry? Check out my Poetry Collection Page!
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
There Will Always Be Days Like Yesterday
Those frustrating days when nothing seems to be appreciated. Yeah, I have those. Most know me as a perfectionist when it comes to editing, and a creator when it comes to writing and photography. But the fact is...its really hard to write and create simply because there are days when you wonder if anyone is reading at all....
Sure, this blog gets ‘plenty’ of views, but how many stop and read? Not many comment, that’s for certain. So how can I even tell how many read?
Sure, this blog gets ‘plenty’ of views, but how many stop and read? Not many comment, that’s for certain. So how can I even tell how many read?
Monday, September 23, 2013
Days Like This
I hate days like this, when I can stare at the screen for far too long, not typing anything on the keyboard. Its not that I have writer’s block, or that I’m burnt out, its just how I get sometimes. Overwhelmed and underwhelmed at the same time.
Its definitely not a lack of topics, I have a list of planned ones. I just feel so ambiguous about what I want to write. Part of me wants to make it about, “What am I doing this for?” Face it, this is a pretty thankless thing to be doing.
Its definitely not a lack of topics, I have a list of planned ones. I just feel so ambiguous about what I want to write. Part of me wants to make it about, “What am I doing this for?” Face it, this is a pretty thankless thing to be doing.
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