Your Inner Child Is Surprised |
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Monday, July 23, 2007
Borrowed from a Friend :)
Friday, July 20, 2007
Check in
T-Minus five days and counting. Trying my dead level best to pack in two weeks what it took a month to unpack ...it makes for an interesting experience. STILL Not smoking..which is a miracle considering the stress I'm dealing with currently. Luckily, I have many more reasons to be grateful than to be bitter. This too shall pass.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Non-Smoking Update

You can do this Bammy. I have complete faith in you. You've already survived way worse than this.
Saving to Remember..
"You have always been a source of inspiration, and never lose sight of yourself as a talented, fantastic woman of great courage."
Sometimes little things are said and done in life that make all the difference. It is easy to overlook these small things, and today I am putting this recent quote from a friend here to remind myself. Little words from far away, typed in an email that found their way to me when I most needed them.
Just as most of life goes on while we make other plans, I find my living situation once again in flux. So, once again, I find I am like the Indigo Girls lyric I have always related to..."We own nothing, nothing is ours. Not even love so fierce it burns like baby stars. But this poverty is our greatest gift. The weightlessness of us as things around begin to shift."
This too shall pass.
Sometimes little things are said and done in life that make all the difference. It is easy to overlook these small things, and today I am putting this recent quote from a friend here to remind myself. Little words from far away, typed in an email that found their way to me when I most needed them.
Just as most of life goes on while we make other plans, I find my living situation once again in flux. So, once again, I find I am like the Indigo Girls lyric I have always related to..."We own nothing, nothing is ours. Not even love so fierce it burns like baby stars. But this poverty is our greatest gift. The weightlessness of us as things around begin to shift."
This too shall pass.
Friday, July 06, 2007
45 Days...and still no ARK
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I'm just saying, if there is anyone building an Ark out there, and you are picking two lesbians for the ride, I volunteer to be one of them. Really.
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