Mountain Mamacita and Swinging from Chandeliers

Hello friends! Welcome back to the lounge. Hope you’re down to hang out! Today is technically a special edition early release type deal because I normally put this out on Friday, but it’s fall break so I have some time on my hands. I’ve thought about releasing more content throughout the week but I’m still thinking of ideas for what would make me laugh, oh I mean you guys laugh.

I guess it’s time to let this blog get more than skin deep about myself. Not like confiding in you guys, but just being a bit more open. I have bipolar disorder, specifically bipolar II. I’m sure I’ll eventually release posts where I get into the details and misconceptions of the illness. The best and fastest way I can describe is that I cycle through periods of severe depression, and hypomania (which is medium mania). The biggest highlight is that it follows the path of a sine wave.

On that subject, I got a tattoo of a sine wave on my right shoulder about two months after I got diagnosed. It’s pretty small, and I will attach a picture below. The point I’m trying to make is that I always forget that I have a tattoo. So occasionally when I’m wearing a swimsuit or a tank top or something I’ll see a black mark out of the corner of my eye and think to myself “who drew on me??”. I then realize it was basically me. I drew on me. I did this to myself. I can imagine that this will be a thing for myself as I get more tattoos, and my plan for my next tattoo is fantastic. 

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I always thought tattoos had to be meaningful. When I was a mere youngin'
 I told myself, “If you're EVER going to get a tattoo it has to have a real, deep meaning to you." I mean, I did that with my sine wave, it was meant to be an acceptance of bipolar disorder. Now that I got a meaningful one out of the way, I’m going to do whatever I want with them.

The best song of all time is definitely “Take Me Home, Country Roads”. The official tune of Best Virginia, West Virginia. I love this song so much. I obviously need to commemorate it on me. My body is a temple and I am the John Denver loving goddess it's dedicated to. The problem is I cannot decide what lyric best suits my soul. I’ll provide a list below, and then add a link to a poll. Help me pick!

               Take Me Home, Country Roads Tattoo:
  •         Take Me Home, Country Roads (the classic)
  •         Almost Heaven, West Virginia (probs not but maybe!)
  •         Mountain Mama (I’m a Mountain Mama, I could also be a Mountain Mamacita)
  •         I hear her voice
  •         The place where I belong
  •         All my memories, gather round her
  •         Stranger to blue water
  •         Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
  •         Misty taste of moonshine
  •         Teardrops in my eye
  •         (I’ve literally just started typing out the whole song)
  •         She calls me
  •         The radio reminds me of my home far away
  •         Driving down the road I get the feeling
  •         I should’ve been home yesterday
  •         (this joke is probably old now)

It’s the 26th day of Spooktober. The only part of Halloween I like is costumes. I don't do scary movies or haunted houses. Matthew and I dressed up as Sia and a chandelier (and if you’re not pausing right now to laugh for 15 minutes, don’t worry, I’m already doing it for you.) We went to a Halloween party and unfortunately had to explain our costume to a few people, but when they got it they thought it was great. I’m attaching a picture from this as well. In the nature of Sia’s wig, the bangs are really long. I had to hold them up with my hand to speak to anyone, which was probably funnier than the costume.



It’s also National Pumpkin Day! Last night a friend and I met up to eat ice cream, watch vine compilations, and carve pumpkins. It ended up being really fun. Gutting the pumpkin was a process and my hands got all sticky, but it ended up coming out pretty okay. I could not decide what I wanted to carve on it, and decided to plug my blog on it. It was really bad and the “G” does not even look like a letter. But if it works it works!




I'm honestly starting to enjoy writing this. How ironic is that? Starting something as as joke, and then slowly starting to fall in love with it as you continue. Amazing. 

Since this is an early release I might post another addition tomorrow. Depends if I can think of anything. Probably not but who knows. Stranger things have happened. Anyway roll tide, don’t die, try to sleep someday, and good luck with everything. I'm proud of you. 

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Anonymous said…
I love you, Leah Suzor and I look forward to your blog every week!