A WAHM Writes

Guy Facts:     When a guy is quiet, He’s listening to you.     When a guy is not arguing, He realizes he’s wrong.     When a guy says, “I’m fine,” after a few minutes,he means it.     When a guy stares at you,he thinks you’re the most beautiful thing in the world.     When you’re laying your head on a guy’s chest he has the world.     When a guy calls you everyday, He is in love.     When a (good) guy say he loves you he means it.     When a guy says he can’t live without you, he’s with you till your done     When a guy says, “I miss you,” he misses you more than you could have ever missed him or anything else. Girl Facts:     When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind.     When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.     When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around.     When a girl answers, “I’m fine,” after a few seconds, she is not at all fine.     When a girl stares at you, sh

 I was cleaning up my mails and came across this email from one of Kenny’s colleagues. This made me and Ken realize things about our little arguments. Trust, to me, is a simple matter. It boils down to a pure essence, one that smells nothing like a rat. Trust is being where you’re supposed to be, when you’re supposed to be, doing what you said you would do. In that respect, trust is just a series of repeat visits that coincide with the expectations of the truster, such that the truster doesn’t have to be breathing down the other guy’s neck eight days a week. Trust is difficult to gain, but much more easily lost and almost impossible to win back. It can be lost through no fault of your own, such as by miscommunication or by bad timing. Another way to lose it is by getting sloppy and letting the quality of your work slide. Then there’s losing trust by intentional deceit, like when Whitey Bulger informed the Feds that Howie Winter was fixing horse races. Imagine Mr. Winter trying to f

Third time, third time I was disturbed by this dark figure in my sleep. I don’t know what exactly it wants from me.

I am blogging again… after 2 years of being too busy… I’m back.. A month ago, I changed from Ms to Mrs… I am now officially Mrs. Kenny Ansis.