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My Journal
A place for my thoughts... be forewarned!!

This is my journal.   I've been writing in it since May, 2002...  The newest entries are right here at the top.  I try to keep it updated regularly, and if I ever get around to writing a book, maybe some of the stuff here will find its way there.  My journal gives me the unique opportunity to save some of the weird thoughts in my head to display for the world. Eeek....

I think keeping a journal is a great idea, especially for a child.  It helps children work on their writing skills and express their creativity.  It also provides something we can go back and look at, and remember the experiences tied to those memories... they say the human brain can hold an infinite amount of memory... I don't know if that's true or not, but it sure would be nice to have a SEARCH feature to help recall stuff!  :)

Life has taken me in all sorts of interesting directions.  It sure is one hell of a ride.  I've done things I never would have thought possible.  I've enjoyed the spotlight, had my 15+ minutes of fame with Penn & Teller, I'm experiencing the wonders of parenthood, and the good feeling that comes with helping others.  I've seen death, in friends, relatives, even children.  Each loss reminds me of how sacred it is to be alive, to experience something new, to love, to feel, and to hurt.  Every day is a new opportunity.  I read through this journal and the memories I've long lost come flooding back to me... (like that awful Celine Dion song... "I can barely recall, but it's all coming back to me now...")

If you choose to read, take this as my take on the world.  It's mainstream, liberal, conservative, crazy, off-beat, humorous, ridiculous, right, wrong, misinformed, knowledgeable, irreverent, irrelevant, insightful, and dopey... and it's mine.

 

Jump to:   My first entry     2002     2003     2004     2005     2006     2007     2008

April, 2008

March, 2008

February, 2008

January, 2008

December, 2007

        Hands touch, eyes meet
        Sudden silence, sudden heat
        Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
        He could be that boy
        But I'm not that girl...

        Don't dream too far
        Don't lose sight of who you are
        Don't remember that rush of joy
        He could be that boy
        I'm not that girl.

        Every so often we long to steal
        To the land of what-might-have-been
        But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
        When reality sets back in

        Blithe smile, lithe limb
        She who's winsome, she wins him
        Gold hair with a gentle curl
        That's the girl he chose
        And Heaven knows
        I'm not that girl.

        Don't wish, don't start
        Wishing only wounds the heart
        I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
        There's a girl I know
        He loves her so
        I'm not that girl.

November, 2007

October, 2007