Anna Nicole Smith Remembered

Weird….what ‘perception’ ‘beauty’ ‘is is’…
Morphed by deceptive ‘devices’ …
James Brown got it right…and…Willie Nelson, too!
No ‘Angelo or DiVinci”…just men and girls.
The highest voice goes without much recognition….thos preyed upon…yet produce.
What came first “The Chick or Her Egg”…
Well, seems we’re all “Living on HER tiny blue dot.”
Sir-rounded…in a symphony of stars.

And Daniel…more than likely the most beautiful and brightest.
So…got wrapped up and sent into outer space to shine down on the rest of us…mere mortals.
Not much pain left did he endure or suffer…so they say, “The Good Die Young.”
Even, no matter what you believe….he’s not left but remembered, I guess.
All those many years, of him getting all that special attention, and all that work his mother did give of herself to just give to him.
Well, aint’t perfect…never will twill.
Not unlike another millions born and gone…
Just look up when it’s not all overcast, or beginning to rain or snow.
What exactly do you see?
Reminds me of that innocent man meeting a woman at the bar, and she was all sparkley….sparkly…sparklee, sparklie, sparks.
The hardest thing to have is a conscience…and a body and babies that cry and NEED food.

I just needed to pop in and say first to QV, I just love the way you have changed up the site. You have worked hard on it for 3 years now. At times you wanted to give up, even tried shutting your site down( I think some of us wanted to give up too with you after all we have been through) BUT we did not! I first met you when ANS died and helped you with your chat. We became friends. We have had our ups & downs and so glad we have worked past them. I do hope all is well with you and your family.

Its hard to believe it’s been 3 years since Anna Nicole Smith died. Some people liked her & some did’nt & that’s ok but I took an interest in her life when she was with Guess. After she died I was glued to the computer trying to find out all I could about her life & death. My family and some friends thought I was crazy but I had such an interest in it. I enjoyed what I was doing. I met so many people throughout these past 3 years. Some good and some bad. Learned many lession, especially blogging on the internet. One friend especially is AD who is like one of my best friends now and thankful for that friendship. Her and I have had an interesting ride through this though, as many other half as well. And the ride for some still continues. I wouldnt change a thing and I would do it all over again.

Hello to everyone that has been around these past 3 years or are new to the ANS saga!

RIP~ Anna & Daniel

Have another ‘hunch’ here too.
I see grandma (considered by some…made by media ‘as some poor white trash’)…to be ‘behind the scenes’ in real life.
BRAVO…I mean after all she did ‘use to sell sweets’ (donuts, right?) and her daughter met a man that ‘fried chicken’ and gosh, darn it…
Ain’t nothin’ finer…all you need is “The Mashed Potato”…and gravy.
I’d like to believe Daniel just got born with a ’soft heart’ and never really suffered like the rest of us will.
Laid a Lab to rest this morn, named after a flower…no make-up, no lights, no music…made perfect scents…she had a fine a lovely life and better than most ‘peoples.’
She loved ‘fried chicken,’ and gave wet, sloppy es.
Not real sad.

What I really think is this…
Anna loved her first mate and second, too.
She sure knew how to pick ‘em.
If only they’d picked her?
So, I’d say she waited many years to have another child and was very careful who she chose.
And, what ‘the public’ knows…is just rumor and rant.
And, by-the-way that man that fried chicken…so far just seems to stay out of the ‘limelight’…just like his son did.
Must be hard on him knowing that ‘beauty’ got the best of ‘the beast.’
Really a shame what was lost.
And Marshall, and Hefner and Stern (too) played ‘pieces’ in “all that published glory.”
And a Mother that had to work to support her family, and gosh seems their weren’t no good man in ’sight.’
Ever loaded one? Ever shot one? Ever learned how?
Enough

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7D-DH9aT3bs

Surely behind ‘all this Hollywood junk’…there’s a few that keep in touch.

Reminds me of Mary’s Mother…and Bob’s Dad.’

Soaking up the reality of living and seems my husband’s pup was really just like another car, or a loan, meant more to me.

Can’t hold Virgie up to no candle.

See straight thru her…hope she knows it twer not all her fault and never twill be.

Just every living soul that breaths and gives a hoot.

And, I’d say if I had a herd to feed, and left my pocket book loaded and it accidentally got spilled.

Lord knows she didn’t have eyes in the back of head.

Trust she gave, had to work, sold donuts, learned how to pack a weapon, had lots of children…got overwhelmed….loved make-up and getting loved upon, and don’t you see how easy it’s not.

My mother too, only my Mother wept and seemed to finally just give in to not being able to carry large ’stainless steel’ pans laden with forks and spoons that in her youth were hurled at her.

So, sleep in knowing you got screwed…and that’s meant in the sweetest way known…not words.

Was a little bliss on earth to think and know that rain.

Not entirely unpleasant….my mother had a lot of children, and had a bunch of bouncing baby boys.

And me.

Don’t let anyone make yu feel any less than to make them feel more greater than U!