580…make that 81

That is the number of posts here in 5 years. A few have been
deleted. Something I now never do and regret greatly.
I had a comment on an old blog post, Baby Making Lesbians.
Which sent me back then to see what I had written.

I am getting over a hundred hits a day here.
I wish I knew you all, or even where you are from,
wordpress doesn’t seem to accept most trackers now.
I get numbers and countries only now, but no stats.
I’d love it if you all would say hello.
You are welcome here.

It occurs to me that this mundane day to day blog of
mine has a history that perhaps new readers may want
to catch up on.

This list is long and in reverse order, because I read
backwards today through titles that I remembered.
When I did this I remembered that I love to write.
Seems odd to say that, more so to feel it.
We need more hours in a day.

And so, for those with extra time on their hands one day.
Here is that list of essay’s I either like, or remember as a
fond moment. Mistakes and all is what you find here.
A life, for five years. Here in blog ville.
My own space. Pardon typos and the like…
(added to the sidebar permanently)

Seriously, it is a lot.
I’ll leave this here for you newbies and maybe
the long timers here will enjoy revisiting a few of those
times too. Half the fun of doing this was remembering
all the people that have passed through here, or who
still hang out with me so lovingly.

I started this blog, just to write what crowded my head
on the computer. I didn’t know I would make dear friends
or use it eventually as a therapy of sorts. A publicly
accessible one. That has always been the best part, to
say what others won’t or cant. To prove, we are more
alike than we realize. To whom? I don’t know or care.
It also became a place for truth. I think of it as a loved
one that I simply must visit. To tell a story or two.
To reconnect with myself.

When there are times that I need to be away, I do so.
No reason, no apologies, it is the ebb and flow of it.
Creating in any form really.

Thank you all for making these years so lovely.
For the advice, and support. For allowing me to give
the same in return.

***Childhood Revisited
Larry
**Lessons From The Road
**A journey through a lie.
What I know

Revenge will be mine
Me
**9/12/03

Haven Hill

Changed
Denial, Fear, Lonliness, Freedom

**Reflections and Gratitude

**Prose, A Life Defined
A Trip Back In Time
Baby Making Lesbians

My Mother Haunts Me

These stay in the side bar…

**Her Hands
I Believe…
32 Petals
Childhood Part 1
Courage and Differences
Life Time Line

And then the whole straight life series…
if you want the crap of it all. And who does really?
But there they are…

The Straight life, series, unfinished…
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/09/01/the-straight-life-9/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/19/the-straight-life-8/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/17/the-straight-life-7/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/10/the-straight-life-6/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/09/the-straight-life-5/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/06/the-straight-life-4/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/05/the-straight-life-3/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/02/the-straight-life-2/
http://scribbleandscribe.wordpress.com/2005/08/01/the-straight-life-1/

** equals, What I would WANT you to read.

And Ruth said…
Intreat me not to leave thee,
Or to return from following after thee;
for whither thou goest, I will go;
and where thou lodgest, I will lodge
Thy people shall be my people
and Thy God, My God.
(A reading from the Book of Ruth)

Happy Valentine’s Day

Grab the one you love or barring that ability,
perform a random act of kindness on a total stranger today.
Just for the love of it.

We don’t really celebrate this day. It’s all too too much.
The 12th is the day we met, the 13th was when we both
agreed we were in big trouble.

We also have the 21st of April which is the date of our first and
(in my opinion only)”Wedding day” Five years later
we had a ceremony in front of friends. On September 12th 2003.

So you see, there are too many. One could go broke and crazy
trying to buy for all of those days.

But we wish you all a day filled with love beyond reason.

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I’m thinking the flip video is going to be okay for visual
video fun, but the sound is awful.
Love the ease of loading and using the camera, but their
microphone is pretty non-existent. I plan to play with it a
bit more to upload here. Maybe a house tour. But I especially
want to use it for tutorials of the mosaic process. I know many
people search You tube now for that kind of thing when they are
learning something new. Expert Village has a bunch of home made
tutorials for you as well. It is another way to get your name out there.
Which is always the ultimate goal as a business owner and an artist.
The venues are few.

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The honey has been fighting a cold, and winning until yesterday’s
fun at the river. She now is a mucus mess. I will bundle her up on
the couch and kiss her little head goodbye as I stay far away from
her. She seriously needs to stay away from me. I will not get sick,
I will not get pneumonia this year. No way in hell, there is too much
to do. Maybe a solitary drive is in order. I haven’t had a chance to
listen to my new Cd’s loudly, alone. To feel each note as I wish to.
As I must. I can tell you that Watershed is superb. I am loving learning
all of the Melissa hits I missed over the years due to my straight life foray.
The last CD is a greatest hits, live album of KD’s. Again, lovely to learn
where she has been musically over the years.
Melissa’s “This is not goodbye”, hauntingly beautiful. A story from when
she was in Chemo and leaving Tammy each time to do that, needing to
be alone to fight it effectively. Truly beautiful.

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Jan bought me Tulips for our anniversary.
It was extremely touching as I have been missing my mom lately.
She lived in Holland Michigan, which is famous for their
tulip time festivals in May. It was always a great celebration with
thousands of Tulips planted along the road side. My cousins always
performed in the parades and exhibitions there each year. I have a
picture of John Paul as a baby in the traditional garb, sans wooden
shoes. So the flowers are special to me.

Like these little ones…

It was always such fun. My mom would have been no where else,
it was always a great party.

Ok, off to work, have a great V day people’s.