I Hate You Cancer, You Really Suck!

 One day you walked into my life and shattered all my hopes and dreams. You stole my joy and took a child's innocence or so it may have seemed. 
You made him still then made him jerk, you made him feel stuck. I need you to know I hate you, cancer you really suck!
You took a youth so vibrant and sweet!! Who told you his brain was ok for you to eat.  
Now countless hours in hospitals and in doctors, go to hell you pestering little f_cker. 
Night time is sleepless for me you see I watch my son sleep next to me.  Every move he makes I shoot straight up just to see him sleeping peacefully.
 It wasn't bad enough you made him sick but you added seizures, and took his ability to speak and took his right side so he is weak.
 Your a punk and I need for you to die because with you around nobody survives.
 Once again you made my baby fall silent and jerk his eyes glazed over and his body stuck. Cancer I hate you, you really suck.
But on day you will see I will show you Your beatable with faith and God will see us through. 
It will be a rough road and cancer you think you won. But just wait and see because cancer your through!

Original poem by: Desirae Wagner
Written back in 2014 when my son was battling cancer. 

Chic-Fila Review

This was actually a really cool experience. There is a drive thru and standing there are Chic-Fila employees. Cold or warm they are usually outside waiting to take your order. I asked the young lady standing in the drive thru Why they did this. Her response was "The owner wants your experience to be more personal and one on one so you enjoy it better." Of course I loved this!! She very nicely took my order and confirmed it. Then asked me to pull up. Wouldn't you know at the window stood a young man all bundled up handing customers their orders from the window. I pulled up and jokingly said "I hope your boss is paying u good to be out in this cold." He turned with the biggest smile and said " Well, I'm the owner. I will not have my staff do what I wont do. Besides I cant enjoy smiling faces like yours cooped up inside." He then handed me my food and told me to have a blessed day! That experience was Everything! The food was wonderful as well. My son had gotten a chicken sandwich and said that was the most tender sandwich he ever had. I had the chicken nuggets and they were fun size made with real chicken and I actually got excited because most chain restaurants that I won't mention, there nuggets are processed and well gross. This was real chicken..like when I take chicken breasts I buy and chop them up and bread them and make them into chic nuggets for my baby nephew. Needless to say between the clean drive thru the interaction, the smoothness of how the operation runs and the food. Chic-Fila was one on the best experiences in fast food I had and I will definitely be going back!! Next time I will remember to take pictures!

STORY TIME: The Monster With-In a short story

The Monster With-In

Spitting in the sink, damn it seems like this mouth wash gets hotter with every bottle I buy. I look at myself in the mirror and lose vision for just a brief moment.
    "Ok, pull yourself together. This isn't the first time you have had this happen just go with it. Don't fight it!" I told myself.
Splashed some cold water on my face and slowly opened my eyes, there staring back at me was someone I didn't recognize. 
   "Who are you?" I asked.  "I am the one inside of you." replied the one looking back at me.  "Go away! I don't want you here." I told him.  He smiled and looked deeper in the mirror. "We are inseparable, where you go, I go. But, understand I'm slowly taking control and soon I will not be the one looking from the inside of you, I will be you." 
   The one looking at me then slid back and I felt my head lean backwards and shake, I felt my body shudder a bit and then just like that it was over. 
   "What the hell was that?" I questioned myself loudly. Damn another bloody nose, these are becoming worse with each passing day.  Where the hell is my aspirin my head is pounding. 
   Ring, ring, ring, ring...ring, ring, ring, ring... about to be late for work, shit. 
Grabbing my shirt off the end of my bed I make a mad dash for the door, blackness surrounds me.
   I can see daylight through the slits of my eyes. It's so bright, looking around the room everything is white, and it smells like disinfectant. I can see a silhouette just behind a curtain but I can't quite make it out. Trying to sit up is not a great idea, my head is in in so much pain what happened? Very gently I reach up to touch my head and feel bandages. Well, so much for work but how in 2 hells did I end up here? Just as I was about to question my insanity to myself the curtain opens wide. 
   " Ah, good to see you awake! I was beginning to get a bit worried." said a man in white. 
He smelled funny, like a combination of Old Spice and moth balls. He had a big smile, his teeth were big and perfectly aligned with little brown and yellow stains here and there on them. Probably a coffee drinker I thought to myself. I looked at his badge. Dr.  D. Eath, interesting name. 
   "How are you feeling right now?" he asked with concern in his voice.
"Like I got clubbed with a baseball bat! How did I end up in here?"
"Well, the doctor continued I am a hurt mom. I have had a lot happen in the past that I'm still learning to deal with. The biggest being the loss of 2 sons in 2015. I have no friends and I'm pretty isolated as my hobbies don't jive with everyone else's. for example. I love karaoke and I love painting and collecting reborn dolls. The babies help with my anxiety and give me someone to "take care of" especially when I'm missing my sons. Hopefully being in a group can help me meet and talk to other people and finally begin to heal.  It seems your neighbor found you in the doorway of your apartment. You had a nasty gash in your head so she called the ambulance and your lucky she did." 
   "Yeah, remind me to thank her later, but why am I lucky exactly?"
Dr. D. Eath pulls out an x-ray photo he took while I was taking my unconscious nap. Staring back at me with a wide, malicious grin, was the monster from my mirror, the One Looking at Me. How did that bastard end up in my picture? Why did he look so much bigger then when I saw him in my mirror? 
   "Dr D, who is this? That's not me! That thing doesn't even look like me. I am not that big and I'm certainly not that ugly!" I hear a maniacal laugh in my head. Now I was starting to panic and freak out.
   Ripping off the iv's from my arm I started to get up out of bed. "I'm not staying here, he followed me here, I got to go." I say in a flustered way breathing heavily.
  Dr. D gently put his hand on my shoulder, with compassion in his eyes he quietly said, "Its ok, calm down. I'm so sorry."
I was not having any of it, I grabbed my clothes that were on the chair and got dressed. I ran out of that hospital as fast as my legs could carry me. Down to the river I need to clear my head, walking along the bank I can see the rocks that frame the river, wide an jagged, so much trash has collected over the years. Someone really should be sent out to clean this up. It feels like getting to my favorite siting rock is becoming a hazard. Breathing heavily I make it to my rock just under the overpass and lean my head against the cool concrete wall. This feels good, I'm tired, my head hurts and I just want to sleep for while. I look down at my reflection in the water. The One Who Was Looking at Me was staring back from the river. He was huge, and ugly, his face was contorted and demonic, he smiled at me and razor sharp crooked teeth was all I saw. I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came out. When I tried to get up and run away my body was frozen in place. I watched helplessly as he opened his huge mouth and swallowed me whole. 
   I guess it was a nice service, lots of people I didn't know showed up to pay their respects. Brain cancer I heard them say, rare I heard another say, aggressive monster I heard someone describe it as.  As for me, I call it unfortunate, but now I have peace and The One Looking At Me is finally gone.  


     A short Story by Desirae Wagner

 

picture by Drakehillside(fur anity)

(Disclaimer: This story is copyrighted and in no way can be copied or reproduced without my prior consent.)

Do You Believe In Time Travel?

We have all had that craving, something cold, something creamy, something that just allows us to forget about the real world for a few minutes. Ice cream, the only thing in this universe that I believe has a universal language of understanding.  The best and most fun place to get that ice cream is going to be Clown Cone . Mark is the name of the owner and like the name of his store he lives true. Mark is funny, he likes to joke and is always in attendance to cater to his customers both young an old. Inside the clown cone you will find childhood sweets like Mary Janes and Wax Bottle Caps, Jaw Breakers as big as your fist and Swedish Fish that are ready to wiggle and riggle and tickle your belly. The selections of candy and the pricing put Clown Cone on the map as being by far the cheapest place to buy sweets and ice cream. Candy is not all you will find here, but you will also find the most delectable ice cream of all different flavors. Grahm Cenral Station(reminds me of a smore), Fudge Brownie(rich and not for the faint of heart), Buckeylicious(little mini buckeyes adorn this icecream), my sons personal favorite Eggnog(Christmas memories of Uncle Chris cracking Jokes by the tree and never fails he spilled his eggnog again because he was laughing so hard.) These are just to name a few of the many flavors they offer here. Also, the large waffle cones are handmade fresh and on any given Tuesday or Friday you can come and watch Mark making the cones using a recipe that has been used since the birth of Clown Clone. This store is very popular and is a staple in the Linden Community so therefore at any given time it can become quite busy and very full. So while you wait there are plenty of puzzles to tickle everyones fancy to choose from that can be purchased or you can look at the many unusual lunch boxes and salt&pepper shakers he has available for purchase. Also, adorned on the ceiling of the Clown Cone are many, many, many clowns of all different shapes and sizes that had been given to Mark by his many patrons who visit as well as items that were given to him as a child by his father who was actually a real clown. In closing coming to the Clown Cone whether your a native to Columbus or just passing through is a trip worth taking and an experience you won't soon forget! 

              Unusual Salt&Pepper Shakers

   Low, low prizes for a variety of sweets.

      Homemade every Tuesday and Friday

        Puzzles, something for everyone!

    A few of the many clown that adorn the.           walls of the store. 

Texas Road House (Good food, Good Fun, :( Not Fluffy Friendly)

So honestly I do enjoy Texas Road House, their food is good, salads taste fresh, peanuts are yummy, the drinks are bottomless. The staff caters to their customers needs including difficult food orders the best they can and you will never run out of fresh rolls and cinnamon butter. That being said its a great place for parties, anniversaries, or to just sit down in a fun place with lots of things to hear and watch around you. Its a great people watching spot as well,  and the atmosphere is very comfortable and lively. The restrooms are clean and well maintained. The reason for 3 stars is because the lack of staff and the amount of business does not allow them to keep up on cleaning the floor. Also, I am a fluffy woman and unfortunately the best we could get for seating (there was 11 of us and a few other fluffy women) was 3 booths and a chair at the end of the booth.(I looked like a 5 year old compared to the size of the table and other than up on the step there was no where to put my feet. I was very sore by the end of dinner) Now I realize that this is a popular restaurant so seating is sometimes hard. Just an opinion but to me Texas Road House is gearing more towards profit then customer...I don't see how making the booths a little fluffy friendly would be such a daunting task. Other than this I have nothing but good things to say and hopeful that in time the booths will become a little more fluffy friendly. So for now if you're fluffy and they have tables with pull out chairs, then I hope you enjoy. However, if your fluffy and all they have is booths, I would either wait for a table or call ahead and plan for another day. Last thing I like is for your birthday, you sit on a saddle and everyone sings a birthday song for you like you see my nephew having done for him.  :)

Stepping Back in Time At The Hippie Hut

My son and I decided to be tourists in our own town. We came to a realization that even though we have lived in Columbus, Oh for a long time we never truly were able to explore and take in what is downtown Columbus. So our first stop in tourist adventure brings us to The Hippie Hut.

From the outside it looks like a little hole in the wall with tie dyed sheets for curtains.

. From first thought you may think, wow they probably sell so much marijuana in there! Alas, I was guilty of such thoughts. Upon entering the Hippie Hut you are greeted by a soft spoken young man who is very knowledgable and very helpful.

Inside you find locally made items that put to shame your first initial thought of it being a weed house.

Locally made purses, leather flipflops, ponchos, paintings, handmade soap, body butters, resin keychains and so much more!

There hanging on the wall handmade guitars that were truly one of a kind.

There is even a beautiful iguana and his name is The Dude. He was very personable and loves attention.

This place was like stepping back in time. It almost reminded of a shop you would find the gang going to on Scooby Doo. The prices definitely resonable and I can honestly say if your in the market for handmade one of a kind gifts then this place is one you want to see. This is definitely a place I wish to visit and frequent for all my body butter and sage needs!