Neil Diamond is one of my favorite singers.

I borrowed the jewels from someone's photo blog, but now I don't remember who's.  Sorry to whomever.

Yeah, it's what I want for Christmas.  Hahaha.   *g*

ASM asked:
Here are my answers:
1. weather - 75 degrees and sunny
2. eggs - all ways
3. movies - Shirly Temple
4. showers - wedding and baby
5. sex - excellent
6. parties - fun, fun, fun
7. drinks - Long Island Ice Tea
8. hair - long, straight and brown.   opposite sex- long and curly
9. dates - I don't date, I just move in together
10. kisses - long, and tender
11. cars - Let's hope duct tape'll fix it
12. clothes - tie dye
13. music - top songs from the 60's, 70's, and 80's.
14. bed - pillow top foam mattress
15. airplane seat - first class, window
16. sunday afternoon - eclectic
17. steak - well done
18. vacations - I haven't traveled for any vacation in a long long time.
19. coffee - strong, with cream
20. friends - my partner is my best friend
21. porn - just one male with one female being normal
22. books - Xanga takes all of my time that I would be reading books.
23. workouts - water aerobics
24. movie endings - often leave me out of touch with reality for a bit
25. gadgets - handy
26. boobs - B
27. pizza - pepperoni, sausage, peppers, onions, and mushrooms
28. girl's pubic hair - trimmed
29. oysters - no thank you
30. video games - Ink Link
31. chicken - KFC
32. milk - chocolate
33. humor - I love to make people laugh
34. computer desktop - google earth of my house
35. ice cream - pralines and cream
36. dirty talk - makes me excited
37. peanut butter - melted on toast with honey
38. bagels - cinnamon raisin with cream cheese
39. snacks - popcorn
40. women - for friends

Heh, I guess if you read this you are tagged now.

I have put a chat room on my chat board.  I hope to meet some of you there sometime.  *g*

You have to click on "view full chatboard" to see the log in to the chatroom.

And yeah, I am UPDATING the time stamp!  : p

I never did like this song very much.  Now I hate it.

Edit:  This is the final draft of a poem submitted to the Poetry Fest.  I'm finally making it public. 

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               A Xanga Saga

I was first brought here
by a friend beloved and near,
an anonymous extension
to our home groups' prime intention.
Accepting that no more would grow,
the web held other places to go.

Out there I met and married,
but in my heart still carried
longings for my Xanga friends.
Most will be here till life ends,
and upon return, my husband followed.
His blog was sweet, but sadly wallowed,
beneath a shallow halo
and blarghy language woe.
We stood there on the brink of the spiraling abyss
trying hard to keep pretending that nothing was amiss.

But soon began the Xanga crushes,
with whose telling my face flushes.
They'll harshly kick you from their clique.
Was I psychic or psychotic?
May I never know
the truths of long ago.

Next the lure of instant chat
was really fun and more than that.
From across the deadly sea
friendly words would drift to me.

Then came dialogue with another,
one much like a little brother.
Empty, drunken nights swirled by
sharing on our own heart's cry.

Here are just a few more of my Xangarena:
Mother Mary Magdelena
     dispensing healing love,
a sister sheds her hijab, like a molting dove,
big mean brothers bashing me,
creepier ones on a stalker spree,
one with unseen disability,
     I pray his love quest's not futility.
Godless men who like debate,
     I just try to ease the hate.
Brother bashing brother with a funny loving ring,
or shedding loving light on such complicated things.

Then one day, from the cloud in the sky,
just waayyy too strong to let pass by,
fell a tempting invitation,
leaving me in fascination.
I left without a backward glance
to test the waters of romance.

In the flesh we met, and flesh to flesh we shall remain.
I hope some day to tell his name.
My other person of significance,
found at last, in love's magnificence.

Ever since my now ex-husband moved out and I could move back in, I have been busy purging and reclaiming my house. 

 

I have to take the blame though for most of the mess in this area because this is where I just kept shuffling so much stuff to. 

But I have finally reached the table top.  Now I have some space to work on making Christmas presents.

This box though, may take years to get all sorted out.  (The items get smaller nearer the bottom of the box.)

It's going to have to wait till after I get finished with all of the Christmas presents.  I hope to get them all wrapped and ready to deliver to my family next weekend when we are all together for my niece's wedding.  It's been years since everyone was all in the same place at the same time.  I'm really looking forward to it.

Your horoscope for November 8, 2008

This is not the day to do in-depth research of any kind, Catie, whether it's an intellectual subject or how to put together a new computer system. Your mind is not as focused as it usually is, and it might temporarily be difficult for you to grasp new concepts that you've never encountered before. This is no reflection on your intelligence - just one of those vague days we all have. By tomorrow, all should be normal again.

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Hahaha.  My horoscope for today seems to describe most days lately.  Hopefully things will start to feel normal sometime soon.