Crazy – adjective

1.mentally deranged; demented; insane.
2.senseless; impractical; totally unsound: a crazy scheme.
3. Informal . intensely enthusiastic; passionately excited: crazy about baseball.
4. Informal . very enamored or infatuated (usually followed by about ): He was crazy about her.
5. Informal . intensely anxious or eager; impatient: I’m crazy to try those new skis.
6. Informal . unusual; bizarre; singular: She always wears a crazy hat.
7. Slang . wonderful; excellent; perfect: That’s crazy, man, crazy.
8. likely to break or fall to pieces.
9. weak, infirm, or sickly.
10. having an unusual, unexpected, or random quality, behavior, result, pattern, etc.: a crazy reel that spins in either direction.

WOW!! I can’t even believe I am going to touch this topic. I am actually humming with excitement and after seeing the definition of the word I am even more excited. At first glance crazy defines a number of people I know. I actually think it may apply to all of them. Now looking at the definition makes me think that there are definitely particulars about the specific kind of crazy each one is. Plus crazy applies to in love and happiness too so boy this may turn out to be a super long post!

So lets start with definition #1: mentally deranged; demented; insane.

After seeing crazy emails from the wicked witch of the west, I think that this totally describes her. I will admit to being an attention slut. I love it, and I have no problem allowing others to lavish it on me. (granted most of this attention is virtual, I would like to say that I am not a regular slut just an attention one so please don’t go all thinking about me badly now) Now back to the crazy part with W, she is also an attention slut. Only she doesn’t care whether or not the attention she gets is good or bad. Example: Yesterday the Evil W was having yet another one of her famous emotional temper tantrums that she does all the time. She wanted Carlos to call her. Lift her spirits and make her feel like an important member of society. Well Carlos is trying not to encourage her and her drama rampages with hope of feelings that are of an amorous nature. So he didn’t call her. Well today he gets the drama filled email full of whining and complaining. Really? Your all butt hurt that your X didn’t call you and tell you how awesome you are and how you need to smile. Shouldn’t your husband do that for you? Damn but she is a complaining bitchy woman who is totally married to someone else. Good Lord girl get a hobby. Another addition to this crazy would be what the email contained. A whole lot of information about me and facebook. I have her blocked so she uses her son’s account to stalk me. Isn’t that mature? I feel like I am stuck back in high school when she starts her dramatic crap. Good grief, she is the popular kid, and she is mad that the boy that she wanted wants the nerdy unpopular girl. Sheesh. Sure wish I could figure out how to get her stop stalking me. I know I am cute and occasionally witty but really, do something better with your time.

I am going to choose specifically for her. Deranged. The reason why? Because the definition of deranged is to make insane. And I swear she is trying to drive me there! Don’t worry. I am a whole different kind of crazy. While it isn’t the kind that needs medication (like evil W above) it is a unique kind. Let us examine my crazy.

My crazy is: 6. Informal . unusual; bizarre; singular: She always wears a crazy hat.
I am a little strange. Which I think goes well with bizarre. I like my tattoos, and body piercings. I want more of both. I also love my monochromatic wardrobe of black clothes. I likes my collar necklace that my daughters classmates lovingly called a dog collar. I love all kinds of music with no specific preference for anyone kind, though my heart beats for Dave Matthews. His voice speaks to my soul. As do his lyrics. But I am sure judging by the fact that 90% of my posts have musical lyrics in them you know that I really do love music. I like to think that my brand of crazy is actually the sexy kind that makes me mysterious and intriguing. I am a little different, but in a way that is not bad and not good but makes you want to learn more. I could be wrong. My sister says I am the most psychologically boring people she has ever met. This turns out to be a compliment since I am not particular brand of crazy that can be identified by psychology and since that is her major in college I believe that she has a good idea of what she is talking about. So I will go with her definition of me.

Now for my favorite kind of crazy.

3. Informal . intensely enthusiastic; passionately excited: crazy about baseball.
4. Informal . very enamored or infatuated (usually followed by about ): He was crazy about her.
5. Informal . intensely anxious or eager; impatient: I’m crazy to try those new skis.

This would describe how being in love feels. Or at least for me in my currently totally intensely enthusiastically and passionately excited about how enamored and in love I am and how impatient and anxious I am to see my love. (Yes, I am talking about Carlos :)) This is the best kind of crazy. To be crazy happy to do something or see someone, or be somewhere. This is the kind of crazy that won’t get you locked up in jail, given medication, or make people scared to be around you. This is the crazy that everyone wants to be. I want to be crazy about life, and love, and my kids, and my job. I want the things that I do in this life do be done with the crazy happy abandon that makes me want to do all of these things again and again because they bring me such joy that I long to share that crazy happiness with others. Lots of the things that I do could be deemed crazy. Everyone except close family think it was crazy for me to leave my husband and want a divorce. Maybe it was a kind of crazy. But I can say that leaving has made my kids less crazy, and I am now crazy happy. I am thinking win win here folks. I love seeing my kids crazy happy. Who wouldn’t? I love more that I know that I help them be crazy happy. They tell me I am a crazy mommy, but that I am the best mommy ever and they wouldn’t want anyone else to be their mommy. And my joy in this life is amplified and I feel crazy happy, totally eager to spend more time with my girls being the mommy they want and need.

I also like knowing that I make others crazy happy. For instance Carlos. I know I make him crazy happy. I just said goodnight to him and I had to convince him that it would be better for him to rest than listen to me type forever while he falls asleep listening to the music from itunes and the clickity clack of the keys on my laptop as I pour out all of the crazy that my brain has to offer you people. I occasionally make my siblings happy. They are a harder lot to make happy. My sister has loads of stress in her life, and my brother wishes he could make everyone do what he wants. My mom also wants to think she can figure out how to control stuff. See control post for why control is a stupid thing to think you have.

Well now that I have gone over all the bases of crazy let me add one last thing. The word crazy is probably over used. Just like nerd and geek. And it gets a bad rap from being used primarily as a negative term. But let me say this”

If someone called you crazy don’t jump to the conclusion that it is bad. And if it is, screw them. Crazy isn’t as bad as everyone thinks it is. It’s the new sexy. Just like geeks and nerds are now the hot stuff cause we know our stuff. So get used to it big bad world, the crazy nerds and geeks, and the just plain crazies are here to stay and that doesn’t mean we are gonna run rampant and kill everyone. We crazy folks just make like more interesting. I sure wouldn’t want to be boring.

Your crazy unique and mysterious,
Lady X

Crazy – Areosmith

Come ‘ere baby

You know you drive me up the wall
The way you make good for all the nasty tricks you pull
Seems like we’re makin’ up more than we’re makin’ love
And it always seems you’ve got someone on your mind
Other than me
Girl, you gotta change your crazy ways – you hear me

Say you’re leavin’ on the seven thirty train
And that you’re heading out to Hollywood
Girl, you’ve been givin’ me that line so many times
It kinda gets that feelin’ bad looks good, yeah

That kinda lovin’ turns a man to a slave
That kinda lovin’ sends a man right to his grave

I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on – then you’re gone
Yeah you drive me crazy, crazy
Crazy for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue

You’re packin’ up your stuff
And and talkin’ like it’s tough
And tryin’ to tell me
That it’s time to go, yeah!
But I know you ain’t wearin’ nothin’ underneath that
Overcoat and that it’s all a show, yeah!

That kinda lovin’ makes me wanna pull down the shade, yeah
That kinda lovin’ yeah, now I’m never never never never gonna be the same


I’m losing my mind
Girl, ’cause I’m goin’ crazy

I need your love, honey, yeah
I need your love…

Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
I’m losin’ my mind,
Girl cause I’m going crazy
Crazy, crazy, baby i go crazy
You turn it on – then you’re gone
Yea you drive me…

Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
I’m losing my mind
Girl, cause I’m going crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
I’m losing my mind
Girl, cause I’m going crazy

Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
You turn it on – then you’re gone
Yeah! you drive me…

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