Moved the food... fixed the world... seen the stars

Moved all my Food of the Blogs posts to this blog... most can be found by looking under the recipes label.
One Reality has moved here too as well as FeXII... all is well in my Blogspace... just need to fix the curtains and paint the banner...
UPDATE: 15 May 2010
Blog Banner fixed!

Update 2 June 2011
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Trainsmash

That is what my comments are going to be... dear HaloScan decided to bail and become Echo something or another...
I now need to recover all my comments from wayback! Eish!
Apologies while I figure out how to restore it all...
Update! 25 April 2010
Well I have started by activating a new layout, will slowly modify it to get all the old stuff back over the next few weeks.
So far comments are working...

Oh the Irony...

Ironic that a staunch proponent of Atheism gets a Bible Advert on his Blog... maybe someone is trying to tell Charles something? I used to frequent his blog but then something happened when Obama came on the scene... LFG went to the Darkside!
Update: 01-12-2009
Somehow I can no longer access his blog... I think he has banned me!

Factor in the change

Life is about change... sometimes good, sometimes bad. It is how we handle that change that makes us winners or losers.
I was over on AD's blog and read that he and Babs had ended their relationship but are still friends, a change handled with respect and love so it seems.
Quite a few of my other blog roll friends have changed as well, some like Scully moved their blogs to invitation only, some shutting down everything, others like KatieB moving to a new town and a new career, from Moondancer and myself we wish you and B all the best, you will always have a place to stay and a place in our hearts.
Change can also be handled with communication... something I have to sharpen up on again and blogging was one of the ways I could articulate my thoughts and sort out the things that were bugging me, not that much is bugging me at present... but I think I need to start practicing again... As Autumn leaves bodes the onset of winter I will probably have more time as very cold days are not always pleasant to go riding on a bike, time and conditions will tell. I usually start suffering from bikelessness within 24 hours! I do have thermal wear...
Once again my music matches the subject by echoing the theme in the words from;
Anastacia - Seasons Change (Concert Vid)

[via FoxyTunes / Anastacia]

Cradle the weight of your life
You can survive
What lies before you
It's only a matter of time
Before the night
Turns into day
Oh, it should feel incredible, whoa..
To know you're not alone, uh
Just look in my eyes (just look in my eyes) whoa.. just look in my eyes

[Chorus:]
I said..
Happy turns to sad
Sometimes life gets bad
Things get rearranged
Nothing stays the same
It just never ends
Here we go again
One thing
Still remains, uh
Seasons seasons change

C'mon yeah seasons change
C'mon yeah seasons change
C'mon yeah seasons change

Are you scared of today?
Running away
I can see through you
Whoaoah..
It feels like an eternal haze
But it's only a faze
It's all in your mind
Oh, when you feel invisible, uh
Just know you're not alone
(c'mon, c'mon)
Just look in my eyes
(look in my eyes, huh, look in my eyes)
Just look in my eyes
Just look in my eyes

[Chorus:]

You can feel the air start to change
When you're walkin' out in the rain
And the colors inside your brain start fading
Til the winter is washed away
And nothing really feels the same
When sunlight's in your eyes
You feel alive

What I really want..
What I really want..
What I really want..
What I really want..
I said, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah!

[Chorus:]

[Chorus:]

C'mon, c'mon yeah seasons change
C'mon, c'mon yeah seasons change

[Chorus:]
So as I go to get my warm top ponder this...
"There are two seasons in Scotland: June and Winter."
Billy Connolly

No, I am not blaming load shedding...

for the hiatus blogwise. 2008 just seems to have too few hours to get everything done... hopefully things will improve by the end of the month.
So to all out there... I am very much alive and enjoying life but wishing a day was 48 hours!
"Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life." William Faulkner

End of an era

Well sort of, I am moving the postings from two of my blogs back here, I feel I am not doing myself a favour having so many blogs, so bear with me as I repost some of my FeXIII and One Reality postings here again over the next month. Some of the One Reality will stay where they are as they need to have a place of their own. Some will be put in their proper date slot here and others may be re-gilded to the present as I see fit.
"How many a man has dated a new era in his life from the reading of a book." Henry David Thoreau (1817 - 1862), Walden: Reading, 1854

Words are not enough

Sparrow has a weekly Haiku contest, the theme this week was THINGS YOU ARE THANKFUL FOR, my choice was her own that I am gratuitously stealing as I do not have the words to express my thanks enough for having the life I have with the people that I have in it;
Enfolded in love

My price paid in coin so dear
I am His alone

So simple yet so profound... Thanks Sparrow, I am linking your blog as well.

KatieB is wondering why blogging has been sparse lately, well... between being as busy as a mongoose in a henhouse at work and spending time with Moondancer, there has been a lack of time to blog... I am not complaining though... bear with me as I try and get all that needs to be done before year end. I have a few drafts for some more intresting blogs lying in wait... now to grab the next chicken...
Thanks Doug for your Savage Chickens! Today's one was worth a thousand words.
"Do not count your chickens before they are hatched."
Aesop (620 BC - 560 BC), The Milkmaid and Her Pail

The Sad Goodbye

Scully at Skywritings has closed her blog for personal reasons, we are poorer not being able to read her writing any more, you will be missed, my friend half a world away. The Roxette song sort of portrays my feelings about this... Here is Laura Brannigans excellent version that Per Gessle helped produce...

[via FoxyTunes / Roxette Laura Brannigan cover.

The Sweet Hello, The Sad Goodbye

Red like fire was the day I met you.
I tell you now, there are no regrets.
In this room there are many memories.
Some are good, some I try to forget.
I thought we were the chosen ones,
who were supposed to fly.

We're very much the same, you and I.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we seem to run and hide.
And I can't help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.

My heart was like a runaway train, babe.
I don't believe I've ever felt more alive.
In this room I hear voices linger.
We never talked about the price.
You know you're not the only one,
who knows how to cry.

We're very much the same, you and I.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we run away and hide.
And I can't help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.

We're very much the same, you and I.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we run away and hide.
And I can't help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Goodbye.

The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
This song used to reflect a lot on my own life, now I can say the only the Sweet Hello applies...
"Saying goodbye doesn't mean anything. It's the time we spent together that matters, not how we left it." Trey Parker and Matt Stone, South Park, Tweek Vs. Craig, 1999

Here follows a short bulletin

Been meaning to do some linky love for a while now...
MizMinka has some great stuff to read and she also loves the Lord, maybe not putting up as much Gospel related stuff as I have been lately but hers are well worth a read.
For those who do not know yet, Moondancer and I are now know as US... Fait accompli!
Just a reminder that my friend KatieB is still blogging as well. Some of her musings are worth commenting on.
I trust you all will bear with me as I speak what is on my mind lately, I am not becoming a preacher or a minstrel but God and romance are keeping me rather occupied lately hence the tone of the postings lately.
On a serious note or as I see it sublimely ridiculous, nay, hilarious, I have been accused of stealing... how I do not know as the system I manage just cannot be stolen from, I really think there are crazy people out there that need serious help. Must put that on my prayer list tonight... The poor detective that is investigating this said that a good percentage of these cases are made just to cause the accused embarrassment but waste a huge amount of their time that could be spent investigating real cases. I now see why the police want to fine people laying false charges with huge fines.
So if I stop blogging... please bail me out!
"Fear does not have any special power unless you empower it by submitting to it."
Les Brown, Communication Bulletin for Managers & Supervisors, June 2004

In the name of the Father

I was reading on another blog about an action that Christians should become involved in to voice their displeasure at the comments of a columnist in a Sunday paper, the blogger was calling for a boycott of the paper in question, that got me thinking of what we as Christians sometimes get ourselves involved in in the name of the Father.
We Christians must be aware of the faults of the past so that we do not repeat history. The Catholic Church had the inquisition, Martin Luther was antisemitic, wars were fought in the name of The Father... all those things were done because they lost sight of the love of God.
All our actions should be tested against what Jesus taught when he said in John 13 and 15, especially these verses; John 13:33-35 KJV)
33 Little children, yet a little while I am with you. Ye shall seek me: and as I said unto the Jews, Whither I go, ye cannot come; so now I say to you.
34 A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another. 35 By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another.
Once again I am struck that Jesus stresses being like children, children seem to grasp the concepts of this love so much easier than grownups. We want to complicate what God wants to keep simple. I want to be childlike when I walk with God, that way I will not let my will interfere with what he wants to teach me.
Coming back...
Our actions should always be to apply this simple guide, how would we like to be treated in the situation? This principle is the basis of our walk in this world, if we cannot do it with the love of God then we should rather turn away and go and pray about the situation. For what we see with our eyes can be changed by closing them in prayer. The fight should be fought in the spiritual realm. That is the true power we have to change things that are wrong in this world.
Ephesians 6:11-13(KJV)
11 Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
13 Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.
So when faced with a situation let us rather turn the cheek and put on God's armour and prepare for battle... on our knees and handing it over to our Father, God himself. Who then can be against us?
"We grow because we struggle, we learn and overcome."
R. C. Allen

Going Home

LawDog tells a poignant story in his unique way over on his place, well worth a read.
This sort of ties up with my subject yesterday but on the other side of the coin where one wonders why people with these diseases seem to linger on in often horrible conditions and little quality of life. I do not wish to suffer that fate. Maybe one needs to clear this up with God in the living years and put in an order for a quick ticket back home?
John 14:1-3 (King James Version)
1 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.
2 In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.

Howling at the moon

Many moons ago I tried my hand at writing short stories, I will post some later this week but here is the first paragraph from the most unfinished one, maybe after the full moon I will be inspired to complete it, or at least give it some more body, flesh it out so to speak. It seems to be appropriate in the light of a planned adventure... although I doubt we will hear a wolf, we may hear a jackal or two. So here we are, counting down the days to Hunters moon next week... Anyone know whether there is any Wolfsbane growing in the Free State?
SKYDANCER

He looked up at the clouds, low and dark, almost foreboding. Shaking himself to rid himself of the snow the silver tipped timber wolf started to lope again, angling his decent to the glade below where the rest of the pack waited. His name was Skydancer, alpha male, mate of Softeyes the alpha female, he had seen seven winters in his lifetime and was in his prime. It was time to lead the pack in search of food, a herd of caribou was over the ridge from which he now descended. The hunt was something he always looked forward to. The pack greeted Skydancer with enthusiastic yelps.
The mate needs a new name... Moondancer maybe? Softeyes does not sound very wolflike at all.

"There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls." George Carlin (1937 - )

Monday Meme

Well if Scully can so can I!

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet & current car) Sandy Corolla. That sounds bland.
2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie) Vanilla Romany Cream. I just cannot picture that as being vicious.
3. YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name) Ruch. Eh?
4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal) Silver Elephant. Slowly but surely the case was solved.
5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born) Donald Edenburg. So cool!
6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first) CroRo. Of The Cro Magnorians from Archeologica, episode 1001...
7. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink) Yellow Rum. Huh? That is lame. What colour cape does he have?
8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers) William Francis. Very professional sounding.
9. STRIPPER NAME: ( the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy) Enygmata Whispers. What can I say!
10.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s & father’s middle names ) Christina Francis. Blending in.
11. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter) Cruttenden Ceres. Hows that!
12. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower) Spring Dalia. Aha... another black dalia story...
13. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + "ie" or "y") Mango Shorts. Eh? Sounds like SpongeBob in a fruitcake!
14. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree) Wheatbix Soetdoring. That's what "boom" does to you!
15. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”) The Off Road Lightning Tour. Sounds loud and proud!

Yeah, as you can see my imagination knows no bounds as I try and get my brain to function after a hectic day. It was brightened up when Moondancer walked in late afternoon... now I have to gather my wits again... oh my, my... I think I am going to have to learn to dance...
"I keep six honest serving-men (They taught me all I knew); Their names are What and Why and When And How and Where and Who." Rudyard Kipling (1865 - 1936), The Elephant's Child (1902)

Life Markers

This cartoon reminds me of how blogs remind me of Biblical memorials where stones were piled up to mark an event or to remember someone by, Joshua 4 speaks of this. Today everyone does so in some way or another, some have scrapbooks or family photo albums, family bibles and family trees, others use a modern stone pile, blogs. I call them life markers. Each one is a conglomerate of thoughts and experiences of the person writing a picture of their lives and each one is unique. Thanks for making a pawprint to prove that you were here today...
"Deeds, not stones, are the true monuments of the great." John L. Motley (1814 - 1877)

Out of hand

I notice that my Labels are getting out of hand and the only way to fix it will be to upgrade/migrate the blog to the newer customised template but the thought of all the stuff that has to be fixed is a daunting thought...
I also notice that my page hits counter has now surpassed the kilometre-age of Shrek, when did that happen? 5000 views, I am amazed and at the same time humbled that so many have taken a peek into my life, I trust you found something that made you think or just touched your soul in some way or another.
"The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep."
Robert Frost (1874 - 1963), Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Half a world away

I count myself blessed with quite an average circle of friends in real life and over the interwebs I have "met" quite a few others that I can call friend as well, some are fellow soldiers from my time in the SADF on our mail-group and others from blogging. Some have been part of my life so long that I know if and when we meet face to face they will be exactly as I picture them, others have revealed their faces and I have been amazed that they look very like I imagined. Others I have eventually had the honour of meeting over a cup of coffee or a cold one, they are now real friends.
It is because we have shared part of our lives over time and countless snippets, sometimes light hearted and other times deep sorrow as they shared a glimpses of their lives.
Some people say one should not give the same value to your online friends as your real friends, but I disagree. The test of any friendship is how well you communicate and empathise with the other person and how you witness them in your life as well as you being a witness in theirs. Because in reality we will meet them all face to face one day.
That is why I thank Moondancer for using something she had on her blog, it was in Afrikaans but is 100% relevant in any language;
How can I pray Our when I live a self centered life, how can I say Father if I am not His child, how can I say Who art in heaven, if I still live an adamic life
How can I pray Hallowed be Thy Name. when I use it as a curse?
How can I pray Thy Kingdom come. when I do not witness.
How can I pray Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven. when I want my own way every day
How can I pray Give us this day our daily bread. when I ignore those in need.
How can I pray And forgive us our trespasses, when I still hold grudges
How can I pray as we forgive those who trespass against us. when I cannot forgive others
How can I pray And lead us not into temptation, when I do not give up those desires
How can I pray but deliver us from evil. when I do not acknowledge the power of the Spirit
How can I say Amen. when I do not have childlike faith?

How can I say For thine is the kingdom, when I do not serve Jesus, how can I say and the power, when I let fear rule my life, how can I say and the glory, for ever and ever. when I rule my own life. Amen
By the way this part is not in the original Gospels and I separated it for that reason but I like using it to emphasise God's authority when I pray The Lords Prayer.

This is a poem that I wrote for all those people Half a World Away from me that have touched my life through the years;

I read your words, written half a world away.
I wished I could be there to hug and reassure.
I felt your pain at another lost love.
You painted a picture with your words I could see.
You revealed your sacred duty with words of mirth.
The sound of battle was almost real to me.

Each one of my friends, half a world away.
Read each day, wished well each night.
As the sun rises on my side it sets on yours,
Know that even when your face is unseen,
I appreciate and value your part in my life.

Each one of you, half a world away I pray,
May Angels be with those in jeopardy.
My comfort be with those who have lost,
something or someone, tangible or real.
May you all be witness to each other,
Half a world away, someday we will meet.

So as my circle friends grows and ebbs like the tide I am thankful for each and every one for touching my life and making me a better person, the same way pebbles get shaped in a stream we get shaped by the friends we meet and although some share a brief time with us in the stream others stay nestled up close and slowly become familiar trusted souls on the same adventure of life. Sharing and bearing each other through good and bad times. Always a stone throw away, by phone or e-mail or across the fence. Half a world away...

"The holy passion of Friendship is of so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring a nature that it will last through a whole lifetime, if not asked to lend money." Mark Twain (1835 - 1910), Pudd'nhead Wilson

Eina!

I think I overdid my exercises yesterday... I have backache, bellyache, and even my arms are sore... so I only did two sessions today... and I can move my foot more than yesterday, yay! Tomorrow I will see if I can get behind the wheel... Shrek has been serviced and repaired and should be back under the carport on Tuesday... seems like it will still be at least 5 weeks before we can head out on the highway again... dang! I have an itch that needs scratching...
TUT had this to say today "Think of everyone on the planet, everyone, as your special friend...And so they shall become. Dang."
When I look at my favourites and my Blogroll I can see that, some of those bloggers feel like close friends and some even are. Others touch my soul and others make me think, then there are the guys that just think like me. However others have faded from the scene... as one fades a new star usually rises. It makes life interesting.
No music or vids today... I am on a musical sabbatical, I am not in the mood for music at present, it kind of hurts too much... I am working on a music blog though... keep watching for Angelic Voices, it will be worth it I promise.
"I finally figured out the only reason to be alive is to enjoy it." Rita Mae Brown
Footnote: Eina is an Afrikaans colloquialism for "Ouch".

Beware! MySpace spam? FaceBook next?

"MySpace to cash in on profiles20/09/2007 11:20 - (SA)
Los Angeles - News Corporation's MySpace social networking site is using personal details contained on users' profile pages and blogs to sell highly targeted advertising, the company said on Wednesday.
The website started the first phase of its "interest targeting" experiment in July, culling likes and dislikes from its users' pages to sell ads in 10 broad categories such as finance, autos, fashion and music."

After reading this report I am thinking of taking down my profile at FaceBook as well because they will be next to climb on the gravy train. I originally joined FaceBook because some of my family members here and overseas were also using it and sent me invitations to join... but the idea of me getting spammed while using it is just not on... so bye bye. Prepare to be scuttled...
The same goes for the Google/Blogger empire... if I think they are misusing me I will just pull up my roots and move to my own domain... I have two and they are underutilised as it is... I have learned a few programming languages in the past and to host my blogs myself would not be a huge challenge... so be warned... tread lightly or I pack my bags and light outta here! I'm a cyber gypsy...
G'night all... I am tuckered out after 3 physio sessions and writing 3 blogs in one day as well as witnessing our 20/20 team go down in flames and not qualifying for the semi's...

Sound familiar?

Please meet Jean at Pondering... the force is strong with this one. She writes some stunning poetry that touches my heart and reflects many of my moods and experiences. I hope she does not mind me taking this excerpt from her blog...
Write your life...

Whether it be like this or in letters to yourself,
as in a journal, or a diary.
Write everything about you so that others
may know. How you lived.
What you thought. When you cried.
Loved and laughed. Did you dream?
It may be found some day, and those who
knew you. Might cry. Might laugh.
Might gasp, "That's why!"
"That's when!" "That's where!"
Then again, a stranger might find you
in your words. And know you better than
all those others. Take you home.
Live with you another life.
See in you another way. Love their life again.
Find the path. Forgive their pain.
See the stars.
You are a book. A poem. A song.
Write your life.

Another person that believes in being a witness to others lives, I am linking to her blog to do so... May she prosper and grow strong. (Jedi theme today)
"History is the witness that testifies to the passing of time; it illumines reality, vitalizes memory, provides guidance in daily life and brings us tidings of antiquity." Cicero (106 BC - 43 BC), Pro Publio Sestio

Trees, tantrums and Cupid

You Are A Hornbeam Tree

You are a reserved person, looking in from the outside. Naturally attractive, you take good care of your looks. You are not egoistic, and you make life as comfortable as possible. You look for kindness in others - though you are seldom happy with yourself. A bit mistrusting and unsure, you dream of being swept away by someone unusual.

Ok, some of my friends may disagree... Found this over on Scully's Skywritings. It makes me feel less foolish when someone of her talent also has fun with Blog Quizzes. Sometimes we all need a diversion.

I came close to tossing my toys out of the window today, our network was having a diarhetic fit and it took me ages to update my data on the network, get some work done as well as trying to maintain a chat in G-mail that kept falling through the ports. I'm having a typical Monday. Not a happy chappy... The only good thing is I am sitting at home and not in the office. Enough moaning...

My daughter likes Chris Daughtry's music and after listening to his song "It's not over" I see why... so I found the video and lyrics, once again thanks to FoxyTunes... enjoy. One of the better performers to have come out of the Idols mill as far as I am concerned.

[via FoxyTunes / DAUGHTRY]- It's not over.

I was blown away What could I say It all seemed to make sense. You've taken away everything That I can't do without. I try to see the good in life. But good things in life are hard to find. I'll blow it away, blow it away Can we make this something good? (well I'll try to do it right this time around) let's start over, I'll try to do it right this time around It's not over Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground. This love is killing me But you're the only one It's not over. I've taken all I can take And I cannot wait We've wasted too much time Being strong and holding on Can't let it bring us down My life with you means everything So I won't give up that easily I'll blow it away, blow it away Can we make this something good? Cause it's all misunderstood (Well I'll try to do it right this time around) Let's start over, I'll try to do it right this time around It's not over Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground. This love is killing me But you're the only one It's not over. We can't let this get away Let it out, let it out Don't get caught up in yourself Let it out. Let's start over We'll try to do to it right this time around Its not over Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground. This love is killing me But you're the only one It's not over. Lets start over Its not over Yeah yeah This love is killing me But you're the only one It's not over
Great music and lyrics with a very competent voice. I like! So as I sat listening I was run over by my poet muse, whom I swear bears a striking resemblance to that winged archer... once again I feel the scorching of the sun on my exposed heart... this was the result. Yeah... I know... I'm a hopeless romantic and a vrot poet...

Tell me - Robert Le Noury
How do you stop a runaway boulder?
How do you stop loving eyes so blue?
Please tell me how?

How do you stop the wind from blowing?
How do you stop loving a heart so good?
Please tell me how?

How do you stop the rain from falling?
How do you stop loving a mind so keen?
Please tell me how?

How do you stop a heart from racing
Every time you hear her voice?
please tell me how?

How do you stop the sun from shining
like it shines when I see her face?
please tell me how?

How do you stop from falling again
when she touches your hand?
Please tell me how?

How do you stop the rushing waves
when her lips kiss yours?
Please tell me how?

Tell me how
Tell me why
Tell me where
Tell me when
Then I'll tell you I will never stop loving her.
I suppose having Winamp play blues all day and being home alone this evening does effect my mood... One good thing about being alone is that I do not need to close the bathroom door, the door and crutches make it a pain... tonight it was a wizz... Excuse the pun. Tuesday will be better! I am glad to hear that my good friend KatieB is starting to reap the benefit of her fitness/diet programme, I cannot wait to be on two legs myself to start walking again, I want to trim some tummy myself... it is always a good thing. I hope she puts up some of those beautiful church pictures she took on her last trip to her parents.
You can't buy love, but you can pay heavily for it.

Ps... blogger is being a bad boy too, it keeps losing my text formatting!