Well, life just keeps throwing me one curveball after another..... and I am a fastball hitter. No need for details. It would be a long, boring, story. I can only laugh and carry on. As always, I would rather focus on what's good in my life. It keeps me going, you know.

Now, I know that my blog is all over the place. From mood to mood, I am sure it's hard to follow for all five or six of you that check in from time to time. :) But this first blog of mine has really become like a journal to me. How fortunate for you. You stand atop a plateau, looking down into the Valley of Don, privy to, if not the day-to-day of my life, then at least a majority of my most private sentiments.

An amazing friend of mine recently suggested that I approach other things in my life like I do my blog. Namely, this entails trying different ways of doing things until I find something I like. Funny, I was displaying an old habit of being down on myself for ridiculous reasons. I think I really needed to hear her advice. I knew what I was doing. I could see the pattern repeating itself in my mind. This is why it is so important to choose your friends wisely, people who care enough to look at you as you are, no matter how frail you might appear! My best friends do not care where I live, how much money I make, or what I have my degree in. They care about my character, my approach to life. I'm blessed to have several such friends spread across the United States, who are willing to tell it to me like it is.

Anyways, I have decided, and this has absolutely nothing to do with the curveball I noted above, that I do not like gushing and oversentimalizing the women of my affections. I find that doing so allows me to avoid having to do anything real about it. This is the great thing about my blog. I can realize all of my sentiments on this forum, my fantasies and dreams, and leave them out of real conversations with real people. I'll always be sentimental, but from now on, I will largely keep them to myself, only to be released in small, non-intoxicating amounts.

In other news, my mom is here in town with me for a week! The goal is to help ease the stress of smoking cessation. And I am feeling pretty stressed out. There's nothing like mom, though, to help ease the stress. And no one but mom to deal with my bitter sarcasm and moodiness from time to time! :) In case you didn't know already, I love you, mom.

Hmmmmm.......... My wish for you tonight: a good night, and good company, a lot of warmth, and maybe even a little magic.........