Undesireable Baggage

Oh. My. God.

What a terrible mess this all is...I have definitely taken my tornado tendencies to new porportions and really jacked my life all up.

Honestly! I am so out of control at this point, I don't know how to get it back under reign.

I need to stop drinking. I need to learn to say no. To soooo many things.

I need some direction and some redemption.

Most of all, I need mercy.

I really am sorry...

Lung Smudgin'

I have pneumonia. I do! I have been sick now for a month...three days of that flat on my back in bed. I don't understand it.

I know that it appears that I have brought an illness upon myself by playing so hard, but I have to tell you that I have ALWAYS played so hard, and have NEVER gotten just plain pancaked like this. It is very frustrating. But whatever.

Someone suggested an indian ceremony complete with smudging to drive the spirits out of my lungs...If I get that desperate I will take video, alright?

Took my oldest daughter to Big Gig this weekend, and OH that was fun! She is fifteen now, and old enough to make my life miserable, but for the most part she chooses to rock out with mom whenever given the chance. I am grateful for the common ground.

I am also thankful that I can take her around my friends and other loved ones and she melds right in. It feels really nice when people ask me to bring her along for outings...just because she is fun and pleasant to be around.

Please remind me of this when she is tormenting me again.

Sneakers

I am a sneaky one.

I don't mean to be deceptive. I only mean to disappear and reinvent.

I don't mean to cut anyone out of my life intentionally. But to take you along only reminds me of the failures I could not rectify.

I don't mean to be shady, or flaky, or unstable. But I cannot sustain the thought processes that I am abandoning.

Thats why I am bowing out...moving on...recreating.

Call it what you want - just don't look back, and don't expect me to look back either.