cuz you're squishy, mishy, and i care
cuz you're adorable and family
and you always bring a smile
for your love and creativity
may your audience always roar
i say happy birthday mishy
and many, many more
(all this confusion is all just illusion)
a week or two ago i thought i had turned a corner on the over-eating and more, on the over-snacking, but apparently i am still secretly indulging my taste buds and the receptors in brain and body that ooo and ahhh over sugar and caffeine and fat and fried stuff and all the consumables that are slower to burn off than the greens and grains... and i haven't finished unpacking yet either... i wonder how much reconnecting with my past had to do with that... maybe nothing, but we'll never know, so why bring it up...
since i did not get into work today, i'm going to have to wake way early on monday and get in well before sunrise... and what for? rises from more voices in my mind the more i give to the corporate world... yes, the kids, but then, what about me and my kids?... rhetorical questions, of course, and who cares anyway...
but the day was filled with glee just the same... waking and farting around for a couple of hours then going to softball practice then to see anything goes starring precious' best friend who continues to improve and has all the makings of a broadway musical star (except the foot in the door at an early age) and then to see the last five years which was even better and then to steak and shake for an indulgent late night dinner and then, home to do laundry and sit here bring you thereal as it happens...
even if it does prove how alone i am after hours and how nobody actually shares my day to day existence, at least it's here for posterity and for when you want to check in... hope your weekend is going well too...
is anybody out there?... i miss you :)
it took about ninety seconds to type and send this message to you to let you know i am here and i care about you... to let you know what i am up to at the moment and to remind you that i want to keep in touch (can tweets {huh?} be far behind?).. what small world?... it is a wonderful writing life (and fun) for me, after all... how about yours?...
you are well worth ninety seconds... even if you never know... kit here is one way for us :)
i am, you are, but in the case of this text blurb i am pointing out that this blog is one of many, 96 here on blogger dot com at last count, and this one was where the mostly mundane daily life blurbs and reflections are put (which could bore you, if you are not interested in getting to know me), but the other 100 (plus) have other purposes that might hold more interest for you if this one does not, i mean, in case you are interested or, bored even. Who knows, one of those other blogs may be just what you seek in this life. :)
or just think you do (especially offline) and want to share, then please read the page called privacy and if you want to know me better, you can start with the come a little bit closer section below on this sidebar (for what it's worth)... or you could just reach out and touch and ask and share if you, like me, think you have nothing to hide :)
who are you?
each word attempts to touch you . . . but only if you let them
before i check you... i check me
anything you might want to know about me can be found online except the most important thing... what we can learn in the moments we share.
●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●▬▬●given the choice, i'd share the night with someone rather than spend the night writing... but alone, i'd spend the night writing rather than sleeping alone...
i write as if someone in this world wants to read every word... without this, there would be no reason to continue...
because every moment holds meaning so when i am alone, recording the moment here is the only hope this moment ever has of being shared...