Ok. So I know the d will go through. That is a given now.

And yes, sometimes it still hurts, the betrayal part. But one of my girlfriends watched Dr. Phil a while back and told me that I have to get the happy outta my head. When romances end, we cling to the good not the bad. Not that we should dwell on the bad, but remember it whole. And they started talking about helping me further detach from this sad situation.

And this morning it dawned on me and I giggled all the way to work. One of my girlfriends here gave me totally disco CD for Christmas along with some other fun goodies. On the CD is "Macho Man" by the Village People. I listened to it and song screamed of Deucey. It sounded so funny. And just like in Ally McBeal, I found a new song for me. Like a silly cartoon in my head I listened to the words and the words describe a guy that is totally fogged and in love with himself. Listen to the words and you'll laugh too.

This is a great way to start the new year. When you really sit down and think of WS actions, they are hurtful for us yes, but when we can step far enough back from them we see that they are acting as if they volunteered for a total lobotomy! Loonier than loony tunes imho. And when you detach far enough as I think I may have accomplished this morning on my horrendous commute (1 hr. 15 minutes) you would be laughing too. Just remembering last year when he showed up at a cocktail party where me and my girlfriends happened to be and we witnessed him falling out (yes falling out like Cheech and Chong) of a limo, stumbling in the party and dancing around like a wierdo and walking up to strange women and playing with their hair, it reminded me of this song. He thought and still thinks he's so cool. That night I personally witnessed four women shoo him away.

Maybe you guys could come up with a detachment tune. It is fun and helpful. Really brightened this day ok?

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">
When romances end, we cling to the good not the bad. Not that we should dwell on the bad, but remember it whole.
</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">My problem is that I remember mostly bad times and have so very few memories of the good. If it weren't for photo albums to prompt me that once in a while, we were next to each other and smiling, I wouldn't believe it.

'My song' after the separation was IT'S MY LIFE, a newer song (at the time) by Bon Jovi. It gave me strength.

"I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd
You're gonna hear my voice
When I shout it out loud

It's my life
It's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive

Better stand tall when they're calling you out
Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down"

I'm with you PB. I have only bad memories. I think in my case identifying the emotional abuse really helped me to see the reality - not the fantasy in my head.

<small>[ February 03, 2003, 06:45 PM: Message edited by: Sauron ]</small>

Sauron, DJ guy!!!Please give us the owrds for Macho Man!!!

Thanks

peachy, thanks for making me laugh. I think I'm at about the same stage you are. My own "fog" is starting to clear and I'm seeing REALITY and it hurts. I too have been "clinging to the good" not believing he'd really turned into the creep he's become. And you're right:
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</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Originally posted by sunrise1:
<strong>Sauron, DJ guy!!!Please give us the owrds for Macho Man!!!

Thanks</strong></font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Arial">Hi Sunrise1~ Here ya are... Da DJ is gonna take ya back to a blast from the past with...
MACHO MAN - By The Village People

Macho Man

Body...wanna feel my body?
Body...such a thrill my body
Body...wanna touch my body?
Body...it's too much my body
Check it out my body, body.
Don't you doubt my body, body.
talkin' bout my body, body,
check it out my body

Every man wants to be a macho macho man
to have the kind of body, always in demand
Jogging in the mornings, go man go
works out in the health spa, muscles glow
You can best believe that, he's a macho man
ready to get down with, anyone he can

Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
Macho, macho man (macho man)
I've got to be, a macho man
Macho, macho man
I've got to be a macho! Ow....

Macho, macho man
I've got to be, a macho man
Macho, macho man (yeah, yeah)
I've got to be a macho!

Body, its so hot, my body,
Body, love to pop my body,
Body, love to please my body,
Body, don't you tease my body,
Body, you'll adore my body,
Body, come explore my body,
Body, made by God, my body,
Body, it's so good, my body

You can tell a macho, he has a funky walk
his western shirts and leather, always look so boss
Funky with his body, he's a king
call him Mister Eagle, dig his chains
You can best believe that, he's a macho man
likes to be the leader, he never dresses grand

Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
Macho, macho man
I've got to be, a macho man
Macho, macho man
I've got to be a macho! (all right)

Macho, macho man (yeah, yeah)
I've got to be, a macho man
Macho, macho man
I've got to be a macho! All Right!

Ugh! Macho..baby!
Body, body, body wanna feel my body,
Body, body, body gonna thrill my body,
Body, body, body don'tcha stop my body,
Body, body, body it's so hot my body,

Every man ought to be a macho macho man,
To live a life of freedom, machos make a stand,
Have their own life style and ideals,
Possess the strength and confidence, life's a steal,
You can best believe that he's a macho man
He's a special person in anybody's land.

Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
Macho, macho man (macho man)
I've got to be, a macho man
Macho, macho man
I've got to be a macho! (dig the hair on my chest)

Macho, macho man (see my big thick mustache)
I've got to be, a macho man
Macho, macho man
I've got to be a macho! (Dig broad shoulders)

Macho, macho man (dig my muscles!)
I've got to be, a macho man
Macho, macho man
I've got to be a macho!

Macho, macho man
I've got to be, a macho man
Macho, macho man
I've got to be a macho! HEY!

<small>[ February 03, 2003, 06:45 PM: Message edited by: Sauron ]</small>

Smoky was soooo cool. Unlike Deucey.

And the lyrics of Macho Man really describe Deucey totally. In fact describes most WH's. We need a song for WW's. We've got the generic wayward spouse song by Smokey Robinson and the ultimate foggy wayward husband song "Macho Man" and we need a waywayd wife song now.

Mr. Piper, and my buddy harold, won't you please search for a song for the poor guys out there to chuckle to?

<small>[ February 03, 2003, 06:46 PM: Message edited by: Sauron ]</small>

<small>[ February 03, 2003, 06:46 PM: Message edited by: Sauron ]</small>

Yea...I loved that part of Police Academy. Hilarious. But deucey dresses more like Bono or some rock star when he ventures out...I miss the way he used to dress (don't miss him). He was very conservative and a sharp dresser.

And am praying for your quitting of cigarettes. No more smokes!!! I will help you and find some good info for you. Work in cardiology and we help alot of patients quit. When I get some time, I will post some info just for you and your quitting.

Today I listened to macho man and thought of that and the song from American Gigolo " Call Me" by blondie.

It helps when you can laugh a little. This guy wants to live la vida loca (I think R.M. is soooo hot and that can be my song!) and not pay his x wife any alimony or child support. What a loco gringo. lol!

I am trying to stay sane. It's hard when you come to work finding three awful emails from deucey. I just remember he's got either a terminal case of fog or brain cloud (joe vs. volcano) remember that one?

<small>[ February 03, 2003, 06:46 PM: Message edited by: Sauron ]</small>

Hey Senor Deucy! Pancho Villa break some legs on you senor if you don't leave the nice lady alone - give her what you owe her - or you hear from me... My compadres and I are well versed in making estupido gringos 'see the light' so think about it...
We don't need no steeenkin' flak from you, kapish?

Pancho (My 'nickname' in Spanish Class in High School)

<small>[ February 03, 2003, 06:50 PM: Message edited by: Sauron ]</small>

<small>[ February 03, 2003, 06:50 PM: Message edited by: Sauron ]</small>

Detachment song?

Here is one that I find really good. It's off the latest Keith Urban CD.

YOU'LL THINK OF ME

I woke up early this morning
around 4am...
With the moon shining bright
as headlights on the interstate.
I pulled the covers over my head,
and tried to catch some sleep...
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake.
Ever since you found yourself
in someone else's arms,
I've been tryin' my best to get along
But that's okay,
There's nothing left to say, but...

Take you're records,
Take your freedom.
Take your memories
I don't need 'em.
Take your space
and take your reasons...
But you'll think of me.

And take your cat
and leave my sweater
'cause we have nothing
left to weather.
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better,
But you'll think of me,
you'll think of me...

I went out drivin'
tryin' to clear my head.
I try to sweep out all the rooms
that my emotions lived.
I guess I'm feelin' just
a little tired of this,
And all the baggage
that seems to still exist.
It seems the only blessing
I have left to my name,
Is not knowing
what we could have been
what we should have been, so...

Take you're records,
Take your freedom.
Take your memories
I don't need 'em.
Take your space
and take your reasons...
But you'll think of me.

And take your cat
and leave my sweater
'cause we have nothing
left to weather.
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better,

But you'll think of me,
you'll think of me...

Someday, I'm gonna run across your mind,
but don't worry, I'll be fine,
I'm gonna be all right.
While you're sleeping with your pride,
wishin' I could hold you tight,
I'll be over you
And on with my life

So take you're records,
Take your freedom.
Take your memories
I don't need 'em.
Take your space
and take your reasons...
But you'll think of me.

And take your cat
and leave my sweater
'cause we have nothing
left to weather.
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better,

But you'll think of me,
you'll think of me...

The song is really good. Of course if you like modern country music, that is.

Boo

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