THE FOUR SEASONS

The Four Seasons

Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree won’t mean a thing if you’re not here with me?

What is it about the holidays that heightens the word relationship or lack their of. It seems that during the holidays the strangest emotions start to creep up.

You were fine in September?

Is it do to the change of seasons? Does this only happen to people that are single? Is Hallmark part of a conspiracy who’s intent is to take you on a visuraul roller costar of emotions while watching heart wrenching commercials that make Frank Capra seem mild. Jeez

So now, after seeing the commercials and reading the cards you find out at time of purchase you get a free kissing bear!! Oh Please..

It’s enough to tear your heart out, along with the fact that it feels somewhat like mulit-level marketing. So the medley continues.

“ I’ll have a blue Christmas without you”!

You find yourself reminiscing about other relationships of days gone by. Before you know it you’re in a cozy chair with a snifter of brandy and you’re on the Jacob Marley tour.

Your mind takes you through every bad relationship you ever had and what’s worse is that you actually start missing them!

Oh my God! It must be something in the eggnog or perhaps the mistletoe works like catnip in reverse.

It actually starts in the fall around pumpkin season. All of a sudden you feel this despair about not being in the patch. Then you have this insatiable urge for cider. Oh lord, and let’s not forget the raging fireplace. As the wind whistles you hear the voices of all your Ex.’s.

The scary part is that you know you cannot escape Christmas and the ever-dreadful New Year’s Eve.

But you awaken in the New Year and realize that God has some sense of humor. So you feel better, you did it! You got through to another year with a smidgen of hope left in your heart and then before you know it, spring is in the air. OK so you weathered the storm so to speak and now you have to deal with blue skies and sultry warm nights and then you have this desire to walk in the park and smell the flowers and look at sunsets and hear the ocean.

The sad part is that everyone you meet does not fit the criteria. You have also realized that apparently you learned some lessons in the dead of winter cause settling is no longer an option. But yet you continue to do the dance and remain optimistic and proactive.

Yes optimistic and proactive is now called dating!

It’s like going on an interview.

Q- What do you do for a living?

A- Well, I’m in banking.

Q- Do you like it?

A- Hummm, I suppose. Yes I like puppies and sunsets and long walks on the beach.

Oh Lord….And so it goes….

It’s the Good, the Bad and the Ugly, and oh yea by the way I have dated them all as well..

So you grow tired and throw yourself into your work and optimistic and proactive becomes sparatic. The sad part is that you have done all this work on yourself and there’s no one home to see it.

But then when I least expected it God sent me an amazing person, a muse. Ok a muse with an attitude, fiery, feisty but nonetheless the most remarkable person I have ever met.

They say Love comes from the most unexpected places and I certainly did not expect this! I have meet people that have said they were ready, willing and able and then only to find that they were truly unavailable, unwilling and not capable.

So I am happy to say that I am so looking forward to the pumpkin patch and the cider and the raging fireplace. The Christmas tree, the lights and the strike of midnight on New Years Eve. The sunsets, the beach and cold winter nights.

Is it scary, yeah! Am I scared, most certainly!

I am no longer trying to fit a square peg into a round whole. I found what could be the greatest love of my life.

They say you only have one of them or at least that’s what Sonny said in a Bronx Tale. So when God sends you a gift I’m thinkin you shouldn’t ignore it. I know he has a sense of humor but I don’t want to push it. The last thing I wanna do is piss off God!!

Cider anyone…

October ~ ITALIAN HERITAGE MONTH

He was born in Reggio, Calabria and came to America when he was a young man in his late teens.

When he arrived he was greeted by cousins and then was given a job in construction. Breaking concrete and only surrounding himself with those that knew his culture.

He then was introduced to my Mom, it was a brief relationship and at 16 years old she married him. My Mom raised all her siblings as her Mother passed young and kept house for her Father, who came here from Naples.

As soon as they were married my Dad was drafted in the army and was deployed back to Europe.

Once he returned, he continued in construction and then opened the first Taxi Company in Fort Lee, NJ.

Dad drove and Mom was home with us, taking the calls….

At a young age I knew we were different! Not the average American family for sure. All I know is that I was so intrigued with this culture, the language and the food.

One by one, year after year my Dad sent for his family. They lived with us until they secured employment and then moved on. With each cousin came a new experience for me. I learned that they all had been promised when they were born. I never knew quite what that meant until my cousin Tina’s future husband arrived in America. That was the only part of the culture I wanted no part of !!!!

They all shared different stories of their homeland, the farms, the music and the food, ahhhh the food!!! It was like a visceral fairytale for me.

We received boxes from Italy filled with cheese and tuna. Candy, oil and of course photos. I can still remember what that food tasted like, smelled like!

Then my Dad’s Mother finally came to visit. I was in awe!!

She was this small woman with braided hair around her entire head. Her clothes were in layers?

Each night I would sit with her and she would hold up a hairbrush and say,” Spazzola per capelli” – ah hairbrush and so it went. Any time she had something in her hand she would tell me in Italian and I locked it in.

Yes, we were different. We were passionate people. Loving people. People that talked of Italia like it were 5 miles away.

Proud people, people that valued tradition and the family.

Not unlike many other family’s that have migrated to this country from other counties.

Hollywood made films about our Culture that at times may have only pointed out the stereotypical Gangster. However we cannot take this to heart, as indeed there was organized crime in all cultures.

Years ago  to be called a Guido was a badge of honor. Today , not so much “J

Which is why I always valued diversity.

When I hear people say, “ these people come here and take over the county”, does it anger me? You bet it does! Why? Because I am the child of an immigrant that came to here make a better life.

So Happy Italian Heritage Month!

And remember the food, the music, the tradition and the family! The Culture…

And remember the struggle that our Mothers and Fathers encountered in a strange land looking to find their way.

Hey, if Dad never came here I could have been living in Italy!!!!!

What!!!!!!!! Oh Man.. Daddddddddddddddddd !!!!!!!!

Viva Italia

IN THE NAME OF LOVE

In the Name of Love!

I was inspired to write this piece by a friend whom is having a singles mixer. I think she is doing a great thing. However, I would call it HOOK UP FOR THE HOLIDAYS!

There are so many wonderful people out there looking for the Love of their life. Looking for people sans baggage! Look at this stage of the game you should just be happy if they have a messenger bag and not a trunk..

But I am a believer in believing! I believe that your Love is out there if you just have the patience and the faith to believe!!!!  So here it goes…

Oh my God! I am so happy! I can’t believe it. I never thought I could feel this way. I am so much in love  ~ ~ ~ ~      AGAIN?

How does this happen? I mean at times I suppose that people can misrepresent them selves. But at some point we have to take responsibility for being married to the fantasy. And stop loving the fiction but rather realizing the facts.

You find yourself going from one disaster relationship to another. And you even fool yourself into believing that you learned from the last one. So you create this façade of wisdom attached to your decision, just so your friends will support your madness.

Friends are great like that. Even if they think you are out of your mind they will say. O M G – I am soooo happy for you. Then they will call all your mutual friends and say – OK – are ya ready? She’s in love again!!

Yup and he has all the same qualities that all the rest did…

Now don’t get me wrong. It’s not wrong to want to be loved and share your dreams and passions and have a partner that you can build a life with.

But it can’t be with everyone you meet. And it can’t be with people that need fixing and it can’t be with dysfunctional addictive personalities.

As Sonny from a Bronx Tale said” You have three great one’s in your life”! Your first love, just so you have an expectation of things to come. Your second, because now you really know how to make love and have an understand of the meaning of dysfunction.

 And you’re third, because you have the wisdom from your past to know that this one will count!

Actually, I paraphrased! Sonny said something like that.

And how many people take the time to really get to know someone anymore? I believe it’s a lost art! And yet how many times do you hear, it was fine when we first met. But after a while I started seeing all these things?. Even when we see a red flag we can turn it into mauve.

 Perhaps if you took the time to really get to know someone you would not always wind up in a place where you are hurt or disappointed or worse -devastated.

We just jump right in and like 6 weeks later while you are having coffee with Mr. Goodbar- you look and say  ~ ~ what the hell am I doin with this mess???  O  M  G  …….

Is your motive a lust driven proposition? Which by the way is fine if that’s what you want.

Or is it that you just want that Magic & Passion so badly that you make everyone you meet be THE ONE~

 Let me correct one thing, it’s very difficult to be devastated. A person that is not a whole entity cannot devastate you.  We’d have the option to say, “no thanks”! But we let the externals or the physical manipulate the internals and then create our own non- reality.

And why would we do that! Well, perhaps we feel that we do not deserve to be happy! Nah, that’s not it. Or perhaps we feel that we can always fix them and make it better? Ahhhhhhhhh….

Look - It’s like shopping at a designer outlet and going to the rack that has slight imperfections. You think, Hummmm – If I did this or accessorize with that, this could work…..

You’ll miss the bigger picture. When someone shows you their true colors the first time, believe them.

 Slight imperfections are exactly that! At some point someone will say, “OH-you have a tear in your sweater!”

And you always say, “Really? Gosh – how’d that happen?”   

I understand that Tommy and his shine box might be HOT! But do you want to be married to Da Mob?

I understand that the Holidays ,any Holiday also can make you have bad judgment as well ~ ya know - The Tree, the lights, the tinsel, the BALLS  - Yikes…. Before ya know it your bringing home the guy that sold ya the tree.  Um – Ma, this is – what’s your name?

Is this just a GURL thang?

Or do Guys go throug this? Hummm – I wonder?

I can hear it now..

Yo Tony – I am so confused, this chick is makin me nutz, I feel so exposed and I am not sure if she really is committed to me? Why am I so vulnerable?

Yo Bobby – look this all goes back to when you was a kid!

Memba your Ma used to take the Cannoli away from you before you could finish it? She played all dese mind games wit chew and now you don’t trust any woman. Minga. I really think she loves ya!

Maybe is it just the Women! Maybe we’ve been disillusioned; maybe we have been fed a host of propaganda. Maybe we bought into the commercialism of love.

We are the ones who believe in all those love stories. “Splendor in the Grass”, “An Affair to Remember”, “The Way We Were”…And for the longest time I am sure some of us believed Lesley Ann Warren really was Cinderella….

Ya gotta believe that your GREAT ONE is out there. But I mean really believe it.

Now look if Jimmy” 2 times” does show up at your door with some wine and cannoli’s don’t close the door in his face.

 I mean ya don’t have to marry him – just leave the gun and take the CANNOLI!

 But don’t make a habit out if it!!!

Or maybe it’s premature imagination !!!

In the Name of Love!

I was inspired to write this piece by a friend whom is having a singles mixer. I think she is doing a great thing. However, I would call it HOOK UP FOR THE HOLIDAYS!

There are so many wonderful people out there looking for the Love of their life. Looking for people sans baggage! Look at this stage of the game you should just be happy if they have a messenger bag and not a trunk..

But I am a believer in believing! I believe that your Love is out there if you just have the patience and the faith to believe!!!!  So here it goes…

Oh my God! I am so happy! I can’t believe it. I never thought I could feel this way. I am so much in love  ~ ~ ~ ~      AGAIN?

How does this happen? I mean at times I suppose that people can misrepresent them selves. But at some point we have to take responsibility for being married to the fantasy. And stop loving the fiction but rather realizing the facts.

You find yourself going from one disaster relationship to another. And you even fool yourself into believing that you learned from the last one. So you create this façade of wisdom attached to your decision, just so your friends will support your madness.

Friends are great like that. Even if they think you are out of your mind they will say. O M G – I am soooo happy for you. Then they will call all your mutual friends and say – OK – are ya ready? She’s in love again!!

Yup and he has all the same qualities that all the rest did…

Now don’t get me wrong. It’s not wrong to want to be loved and share your dreams and passions and have a partner that you can build a life with.

But it can’t be with everyone you meet. And it can’t be with people that need fixing and it can’t be with dysfunctional addictive personalities.

As Sonny from a Bronx Tale said” You have three great one’s in your life”! Your first love, just so you have an expectation of things to come. Your second, because now you really know how to make love and have an understand of the meaning of dysfunction.

 And you’re third, because you have the wisdom from your past to know that this one will count!

Actually, I paraphrased! Sonny said something like that.

And how many people take the time to really get to know someone anymore? I believe it’s a lost art! And yet how many times do you hear, it was fine when we first met. But after a while I started seeing all these things?. Even when we see a red flag we can turn it into mauve.

 Perhaps if you took the time to really get to know someone you would not always wind up in a place where you are hurt or disappointed or worse -devastated.

We just jump right in and like 6 weeks later while you are having coffee with Mr. Goodbar- you look and say  ~ ~ what the hell am I doin with this mess???  O  M  G  …….

Is your motive a lust driven proposition? Which by the way is fine if that’s what you want.

Or is it that you just want that Magic & Passion so badly that you make everyone you meet be THE ONE~

 Let me correct one thing, it’s very difficult to be devastated. A person that is not a whole entity cannot devastate you.  We’d have the option to say, “no thanks”! But we let the externals or the physical manipulate the internals and then create our own non- reality.

And why would we do that! Well, perhaps we feel that we do not deserve to be happy! Nah, that’s not it. Or perhaps we feel that we can always fix them and make it better? Ahhhhhhhhh….

Look - It’s like shopping at a designer outlet and going to the rack that has slight imperfections. You think, Hummmm – If I did this or accessorize with that, this could work…..

You’ll miss the bigger picture. When someone shows you their true colors the first time, believe them.

 Slight imperfections are exactly that! At some point someone will say, “OH-you have a tear in your sweater!”

And you always say, “Really? Gosh – how’d that happen?”   

I understand that Tommy and his shine box might be HOT! But do you want to be married to Da Mob?

I understand that the Holidays ,any Holiday also can make you have bad judgment as well ~ ya know - The Tree, the lights, the tinsel, the BALLS  - Yikes…. Before ya know it your bringing home the guy that sold ya the tree.  Um – Ma, this is – what’s your name?

Is this just a GURL thang?

Or do Guys go throug this? Hummm – I wonder?

I can hear it now..

Yo Tony – I am so confused, this chick is makin me nutz, I feel so exposed and I am not sure if she really is committed to me? Why am I so vulnerable?

Yo Bobby – look this all goes back to when you was a kid!

Memba your Ma used to take the Cannoli away from you before you could finish it? She played all dese mind games wit chew and now you don’t trust any woman. Minga. I really think she loves ya!

Maybe is it just the Women! Maybe we’ve been disillusioned; maybe we have been fed a host of propaganda. Maybe we bought into the commercialism of love.

We are the ones who believe in all those love stories. “Splendor in the Grass”, “An Affair to Remember”, “The Way We Were”…And for the longest time I am sure some of us believed Lesley Ann Warren really was Cinderella….

Ya gotta believe that your GREAT ONE is out there. But I mean really believe it.

Now look if Jimmy” 2 times” does show up at your door with some wine and cannoli’s don’t close the door in his face.

 I mean ya don’t have to marry him – just leave the gun and take the CANNOLI!

 But don’t make a habit out if it!!!

Or maybe it’s premature imagination !!!

GUNZ & MOSES

I usually write about Love, Life and the oddities of it all. However since that massacre in Colorado I am pissed. I realize some of you peeps will be all in for going to da mattresses and having a war. Lets get da guns and arm everyone before dey get us attitude. We are supposed to be a civilized nation and to boot unda God. 


Look I am all for the right to protect your family and get um on your property shit. But this is not the wild, wild west! Or is it? The fact that any idiot or twisted Mook can order ammo on the Internet and take some whacked out drugs and shoot a village because Mommie pissed him off is sick! Look we need a lot of laws in this world. The ones we have are broken and misused. I am not completely against the second amendment but I am against arming the entire country in case you run into a Mook. 


Even this stop and frisk deal in NYC. Da People think it’s raciest? Noooooooooooooo – it’s to protect a kid who is playing in his bedroom from getting hit by a stray bullet! When I was a kid the only thing I worried about coming threw my window was rain ~ No wonder all the kids have all these neurological disorders today. They are scared shit. Since time began there have been lunatics. Jack the Ripper, Son of Sam, The Zodiac Killer and lets not forget the Craig’s List Killer. Should it be that we get guns now and load up for fear of running into to them? Big Gulp soda is banned but yet you can order a missile on the Internet? And lets not go Democrat and Republican here, this is about people not parties. After 9-11 we were told to go about our business and we did. But then all the laws that were put into place now affect us every day. You need to take a day off of work to go to the DMV and have 6 points of ID, why???? So a terrorist can’t get a license! 


Look it’s been determined that who ever these people are they can get what ever they need to get the job done and still not lose a day of work. A 22 versus an assault weapon makes a huge difference. Back in the Biblical days when a slingshot was the weapon of choice you had a chance. Once the tribe invented the bow and arrow then there was a problem. So we can all arm ourselves with 22’s or a German Lugar but it aint gonna do shit if someone has a semiautomatic in ya face. 


there's something happinin here what it is aint exactly clear theres a man with a gun over there tellin me i got to beware i think it's time we stop, children what's that sound everybody look what's goin down..
  And the words still apply today ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

DA MOB WIVES REVIEW ~ BY BOOM BOOM

Yo Peeps

So last night I watched Mob Wives - all I can say is I lost an hour of my life I will neva get back.! Mother of God !! WTF.
The only time its worth watchin is when there is a fight.
I did love Carla and Karen golfing .. R U kiddin me..All I wanted to see was Karen walk to the next green.
And Carla u disappointed me. You were the only one that did not fuck up any words, But last night ya said - dit-int? You meant didn't That's like sayin- jaeat! ya know did ya eat !!
Renee Wtf is wrong with you, Jr , Jr, Jr! U say everything in 3's, I wanna go home, Jr. You need freakin meds! AND THEN YOU WERE SLURRING? Are you snorting Ajax?
Then the 2 parties on the same night. Pleaseeeeeeeeee you Mooks. I gotta leave and go to Ramona "dat Rat's" party! WTF - this aint Christmas Eve dinna.
And Karen da nurse, Minchia !!! KAREN -- DONT WEAR WHITE. PLEASEEEEEEEEE

So next week another fight!! VH1 are u hard up? There is nothing fgoin on here but hole diggin.
So here be my plan - If I have to continue to watch this shit every week I am gona stab myself wit a fork.
Soooooo - I am only gona review when there is a fight !!
I AM GONNA ROLL ALL THE REALITY SHIT INTO ONE VIDEO.
CELEBRITY APPRENTICE, DANCING WIT DA MOOKS AND THIS MOB WIFE CRAP.!!
Come on kids, think about it! All we are doing is making them money. They have make up lines, clothing lines, books and more. Once they are done suckin us dry they are outta here wit da cash and we are da Mooks.
If you really want to see some shit go down come to my house for Christmas Eve - ohhhfahhh.
So dont get pulled in to this shit! Read a book or Bang your husband ~
Cuz we all know dat dis got nothin to do wit bein ITALIAN !!!

Mob Wives review by Maryann Boom Boom Maisano