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Tuesday, June 25, 2013

ramble

I am lost in you
and i care not.
even though 
you are false. 

*sigh*

I'm so stupid. 
I'm so torn. 
I love him. 
I know he loves me, 
but
 he's not here
and you are. 
(sort of)
He loves me, 
but
He doesn't say 
(anymore)
how
pretty
smart
funny
beautiful
I am 
(anymore).
I know he still feels that-
but you
say
it
and it's only words
(and nothing more)
and it makes all the difference.
I don't know if you're 
heaven sent
or 
from the other guy, but
you make me feel 
a way
that i haven't
in a long time.
It' s so dumb.
'Cause i know better. 
It's wrong
and 
I know better.
What a distraction you are.
My common sense goes out the door, 
And you make me feel sixteen again. 
Much like he did, 
before. 
You are 
dangerous. 
And yet
I cannot resist. 
Please, 
don't destroy me;
Or help me
to destroy
myself. 

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

My First Love

You were my first love. 
In times of distress, you have always been there. 
Others have left you for bigger, newer, faster things.
They change, yet you, you remain the same. 
You comfort me. 
I love your smell. 
The way you feel. 
The front of you.
The back of you. 
The inside, or essence, of you
keeps me effortlessly entertained. 
What would I have done without you all these years?
You helped me escape
when times were rough. 
You created worlds with me.
Those worlds will forever belong to only us. 
I shall not leave you behind 
as others have.
You have been my most consistent companion. 
You have made me feel different emotions
from elation to depression. 
And yet, I thank you for that. 
No matter what happens, 
no matter what becomes
"mainstream"
in this world.
I shall remain with you,
My first love,
the written word-
THE PAPERBACK BOOK.
My first love. 

Friday, March 1, 2013

I am not a delicate flower

I am not a
delicate flower
I am not 
the weaker sex
I am not 
overly emotional
or 
inherently illogical
I am strong
I am
rational
I can be
aggressive 
"When I need to be"
However
as a 
modern woman
I also
have
a choice.
A voice.
I can be 
strong
rational
aggressive
assertive-
Unless 
I choose
to be 
a delicate flower.
Then I can be
The power
lies in 
the choice. 

Monday, February 18, 2013

Cinnamon Coffee scrub for dry skin.



Reuse those coffee grounds!


Hi everyone!

This past winter I have been experimenting with a body scrub for my chronically dry skin. And I kinda have a thing for exfoliating. I know it's weird, but I thought I would overshare. 
It seems that using a scrub would be detrimental to my skin, but after perusing Pinterest (my new addiction), I found one that works wonders. I use it once or twice a week, and the difference is amazing! 
So if any of You deal with dry skin, this scrub really works! 

Ingredients:

  • 1 Cup of Coffee grounds (you can reuse the ones in your coffee maker, just make sure they are dried out as much as possible)
  • 1/2 cup of sugar (white or brown)
  • 1/2 cup of Epsom salt (Do not substitute regular salt!)
  • 1/4 cup of Extra Virgin Olive Oil (or any good carrier oil)
  • 1/8 cup of Cinnamon (or any other tingly smell good spice you like. I'm going to try ginger next!)
Mix the dry ingredients first, then add the oil until you get to a consistency you prefer. As you can see, there is a lot of room to add your own personal touches to this Scrub recipe. And I feel good that my old coffee grounds are being somewhat recycled! The hubs and I drink so much coffee, that it seems like a shame to throw all those grounds out.  And the Olive oil soaks into my skin before I even get out of the shower. This is not a tub scrub, you need the shower head to rinse off well! This will keep for quite a while, but I generally try to keep it no more than a month. 

Happy scrubbing!

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Uncertainty

Life in itself
is 
an adventure.
Who in their right minds
wants to know
what 
tomorrow brings?
A little 
uncertainty
makes life 
interesting. 
People say in 
hindsight
"I wish I had known"
But
if things
-experiences-
good or bad, 
do not occur,
how can one
grow from 
missed
occurrences?
If  one could
-and would-
choose to bypass
certain happenings in 
life,
Wouldn't it be 
like
tearing a page
out of 
a book?


Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Which is Worse?

I don't know what's worse.
Is it the fact that 
You try to make me feel 
less than
because
am not
thin
or blonde
or 
supermodel beautiful
or 
video vixen thick.
My hair does not grow
down 
it grows
up and out
I don't have the 
cute lil button nose
or flat abs
am not
the girl on TV
or 
In the magazines 
or in the 
Music Videos
I was feeling pretty good
about me 
and my brains
and my heart
and the love I give
until
you felt the need to 
bring out 
what I 
am not.
So what is worse?
Is it worse that 
you
(mistakenly)
feel 
that I am not beautiful;
or 
that 
for a 
brief moment
allowed you to 
make me
feel 
the same?

Monday, January 28, 2013

A good song...

What is it? 
What is it about a good song
that invokes a feeling?
Any feeling. 
Why?
Why is it that
Whatever feelings there are
there is a song that will 
match it.
Even if the words are not especially
profound
A song can say a lot
without
unprofound words.
Ahhhh....
It is music.
The music
can invoke the feelings
and match the feelings
wordlessly.
There is no good song
without music, 
because in music, 
one can hear
the voice
of angels.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

It's Not Easy...

I suppose if it were,
I wouldn't be here;
neither would you-
there would be no us
no fuss.
But if it were easy
would we take it for granted?
I suppose we would.
Not to say that it is always hard,
but it is not 
always easy.
I get angry with you
and I want to leave
but I watch you sleep
And I know you are  
 so worth it.
I am worth it.
That is why you're still here.
That's why there is 
 still an us, and 
The fuss.
It's not easy.
But it is mostly good.
You are my husband.
I am your wife.
This is our marriage. 
And
It is worth it.