I can't help but be curious... Why have you friended me?  I went to your journals, and alas, cannot read a word.  :-(

It's hot in here.  But wait, the A/C is bumpin', so I'm not sure what my deal is.  What are the chances that it's because I'm getting up at 4:30am to go have my ass handed to me in a fitness boot camp?  Yes, you read that right.  4:30AM.  Like, before dawn.  You know, when the rest of this hemisphere is sleeping?  The birds aren't even up that ( Read more... )

I could watch Pride & Prejudice a million times and never grow tired of it.  And, watching a movie I've seen many times before also allows me the ability to multi-task!  Woo-hoo!

Last weekend, I had my first bridal shower.  FUN!  See?

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I'm sure that no one cares but me, but here's the progress I've made on my wedding to date ( Read more... )

Law of rhythm, crashing through, breaking up the ties that bind a soul in darkness. The pieces break off and turn over to glitter the shine of a new perspective. A mosaic of intentions at your feet, waiting, and inspiring you to expansion.

I have a cabinet full of partially worked diaries.  Some more earnest efforts than others, with the inked pages extending further in the spine, while others are shortly stalled attempts at a new start, new direction, new intention.  And yet, like a stalled, beat up Ford Focus on the side of the highway, my diaries rest unresolved, uncompleted, ( Read more... )

Here's a picture of me, because I know you all have missed me so very much.  (I'm on the left.)  :-)

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This has been an off week.  I'm not sure why, but I've been feeling "down" the last 3 days.  I haven't really left the house, and I've called in sick to work every day.  (Working from home, but still.)

Phase I of Awkward:

So, tonight I finally peel myself off the couch to go to dinner.  I took Guinness (have I told you about Guinness my dog?) with me ( Read more... )

I've been cheating on you LJ.  Having a torrid affair with Facebook.  It's been a superficial relationship, partly due to the fact that I have to use my real name, I think.  Don't get me wrong, I'm honest over there, but I also don't talk about everything ( Read more... )

Much Belated offering to Father's Day.  (Or, maybe early for next year?)

Dad,

These are things that I remember from my childhood... Things that still make me smile.  Love you!

I remember running to the front door when I would hear your car pull into the driveway… You were an "every other weekend" Dad. I'd throw my little arms around your neck and hug ( Read more... )