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forgetting to write
well I am no good anymore about keeping up with all this...however, I haven't missed much since there is some spam going around in livejournal...idiots ( Read more... ) -
It Really Is Different When You're Older...
Some people say you might see the change coming from a distance. Others may say it hits all at once. When you get older, perhaps it's just a mix of both. More like someone, or something sets off the change all at once. But once it hits, you do recognize it as it occurs ( Read more... ) -
Still
She's in Hot Springs today. Doing what I got in trouble for doing with her there last week. I'm human, I'm pissed. No I wound not have gone, however, she's taking more and more time away from us. I'm feeling it, she's not aware enough of these things to notice.
Pay attention.
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The Fight
It was a quick, loud, and stupid fight this morning. Berating me about losing money at the casino yesterday. She couldn't understand losing when I was ahead. That's gambling. That's my weakness. I never spent more than I could afford to lose and what I loss, it was extra unexpected money ....so what doe it matter ( Read more... ) -
Forgetting this time
When I was so much younger, I wrote all the time. Youth fills you with passion and the feeling of 'yearning'. However, I have learned that as I've grown older, there isn't as much of a need to write down your thoughts and feelings. There seems to be a sense of contentment the older you get. It is for me anyway ( Read more... ) -
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Another cat has passed away. I hate losing these animals. Tigger last year and now Taz this weekend. All I have left is Blue and Boots. Dogs left are Casey and Key. House is quiet without Taz. Too quiet. Sure do miss that boy.
They get to you more when you realize they're gone. I took for granted that they'll always be there. I was wrong....so ( Read more... ) -
The Unforgotten Stolen Poem
I made it a point in Amarillo in 88 to memorize this poem LD had on her wall. Thought it was beautiful and never forgot the words...although I did omit a stanza thinking it silly a bit...it was written anonymously ( Read more... ) -
8th grade graduation
Well she's out of junior high school and will begin her 9th grade this fall. Thursday night was beautiful, she was beautiful. Her friends spent the night afterwards and sometime after midnight, my heeler sprained her tail. How a dog can sprain a tail is beyond my understanding. But it takes a $350.00 ER visit in the middle of the night to find this ( Read more... )
