Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
WOW!! Chedder bacon apple biscuits made. Dutch apple pancake made. Tomato soup made. Fried tofu, green bean thing made.
Week's wardrobe ready.
Wild....I was quite a laborer this weekend.
Knee feeling better, not all better, but a lot better.
4 more postcards done, but I think I sent a couple people two..oops.
Only 9 more to go.
And am up to day 9 on the WISH program...which is on day 16, but I am closing in!
Oh, I feel good.
A bit horny still, but good.
Week's wardrobe ready.
Wild....I was quite a laborer this weekend.
Knee feeling better, not all better, but a lot better.
4 more postcards done, but I think I sent a couple people two..oops.
Only 9 more to go.
And am up to day 9 on the WISH program...which is on day 16, but I am closing in!
Oh, I feel good.
A bit horny still, but good.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Been cleaning out my email. Getting rid of the emails from my non-fraud ex, aka the cheating and crazy ex. It feels good to be rid of him.
It is sad that I loved myself so little to settle for that type of man in my life. And hadn't learned enough to fall for a fraud.
Time to move on, getting back to my center. Finding my worth and not letting people like that in my life anymore. Time to let go of fear and leap.
It is sad that I loved myself so little to settle for that type of man in my life. And hadn't learned enough to fall for a fraud.
Time to move on, getting back to my center. Finding my worth and not letting people like that in my life anymore. Time to let go of fear and leap.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Fortunes
I need to write a poem
for someone far away
male/female
straight/gay
wannabe/neverwas
hero or ghost
Do you still dream,
of merry-go-round horses
and pink cotton candy?
Or windy bluffs
so green and misty
the fisherman's sweater
is a necessity
not a fashion statement?
Tell me of you.
tell me grandiose lies
and help me dream.
Marta Sanchez
I need to write a poem
for someone far away
male/female
straight/gay
wannabe/neverwas
hero or ghost
Do you still dream,
of merry-go-round horses
and pink cotton candy?
Or windy bluffs
so green and misty
the fisherman's sweater
is a necessity
not a fashion statement?
Tell me of you.
tell me grandiose lies
and help me dream.
Marta Sanchez
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