Abigail-Madison Chase's Blog: Chasing Abigail , page 25

Abigail's Forty-Somthing

Thirty is the new twenty?
As the year’s rolls by makeup has become an essential part of my morning routine. While black might not crack, 40 ain’t twenty so I must dust a little powder on. Stella lost her groove, I never lost my mine, and I just need to shake my groove back. On these days I turn on Jay Z and try and remind myself 30 is the new 20 as I dance my way 40.
Abby 

Abigail's Breakfast

Breakfast is my most important meal of the day.  One of my favorite foods at breakfast is toast. I love toast slathered with jam and butter.
There is, in my opinion, nothing better than delicious piece of toast with butter and jam or cream cheese and fruit while you read the newspaper or surf the internet in the quite morning; while the dew is still on the grass and the sun is making its first morning wink.
Mornings and breakfast are like crackers and orange juice; they just go together.
Abby

Smiling Abigail

Sometimes I smile
Sometimes I grin
Sometimes I dance
It all depends on my soul
Bubbles of laughter descend from within
Abby

The Power Within Abigail

Glenda the Good Witch tells Dorothy she had the power within her all along. As I sit and reflect this Sunday morning, I am reminded that often we have the power within us all along.
There is no greater way to find out the power you have, then to be set adrift, no anchor, very little food and water in a dingy in the ocean.  One learns very quickly to send up homemade flares, preserve what little food and water you have until you reach the shore.
Watching the sun come up, I realize the over the course of the last couple of years I have used the power within to survive alone adrift in life with very little. I am grateful that my homemade flares worked, I had enough food and water and I was anchored to people who were my anchor.
Glenda the Good Witch was right we have the power within us.
Abby

Abigail Love Music, Corndogs and Jumping in the Bed.

 Saturday mornings I like to get up around 4am and  jump in my bed, eat corndogs, listening to Motown and dance.
I am the worse dancer in the world but at 4am no one seems to care. The Temptations and I strut our stuff across my bedroom floor as I  laugh and giggle to the smooth sounds of Earth Wind & Fire and the Four Tops.  then around 10:am it's to time for the blues. Johnnie Taylor and I spend a gew minutes reflecting on last love.
If you looking me on Saturdays about half past round bout 4am you can find me jumping in my bed dancing and eating corndogs…
Abby

Orange is Abigail's Flavor

 


I have fallen in head over heels in love with the color orange. I have written of this new found love before, yet, it does not seem to be slowing down. I love orange and this winter .

Abby Orange Obsessed

Abigail’s Stand

I want to stand long, tall and mean
I want to stand in a way that makes all the men say “hey”
I want to stand in high heels one leg bent in a crook, a real cute look
I want my stand to be grand

Abigail and Ice cream A Partnership

Abigail and ice cream have formed a partnership. I love ice cream, ice cream loves me. Ice cream is my personal kryptonite. Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall, I’ll devour ice cream at a moments notice.
 Lately I’ve began to make ice cream sandwiches it’s been nothing short of heaven.
Abby

Sunday Morning with Abigail

I love Sunday mornings.
Sunday mornings are a peaceful homage to the sanctity and beauty of living an authentic life.  I am an early riser on Sunday mornings. I love to languish in bed and let the beauty of the morning engulf me.
 In the winter I open my French doors and embrace the cold that chills my bones and edifies my soul. In the summer I look out my French doors as the world comes alive at five thirty.
Sundays are like manna to starved soul.
 
Abby

Harley Quinn & Mistah J Loves Eternal Bonds

 There are days when being a woman in love feels like Harley Quinn and her unrequited love for the Joker. Yeppers, Harley is nuts about the Joker and he could care less.
I often wonder if the problem is the Joker just can’t accept that someone would love him. I mean he is an obsessed homicidal manic with an odd smile and ugly clothes.
Harley Quinn is beautiful lunatic who was once a successful doctor. She's obsessive with her love for the Joker but she cute and has a great sense of humor. She can definitely do better in the crazy villainous lunatic boyfriend department.
I am sure the Joker looks at her and wonder why? Why would this beautiful lunatic who calls me Mistah J actually want me?
The Jokers insecurities in my opinion are what are keeping him and Harley apart. Somewhere is my and Harley’s hearts we know the Joker loves her, he just can’t believe she loves him. Abby