goodbye 09

whew! what a year it's been. so many changes. the quick rundown of all the good stuff...
got the hell out of memphis. made 2 major moves. spent time with zed. changed careers, ended an unhealthy relationship. met some amazing new people. quit drinking. quit smoking. changed eating habits. started exercising. lost 40 lbs.

there were some down moments too. but they all led to here and now. i won't look back. i'm ready, bring on the newness.

merry merry

dinner was great. everyone is sleeping. watching fred claus.
~thinking about how wonderful it is to be here, now. lots more changes on the horizon.
samantha and i will exchange gifts at midnight. i cant wait to see how she likes her gifts. and cant wait to see what she got me. she loves to tell. i dont want to know.

...i had just turned 9 the christmas of 1970. its the christmas i remember the most. i asked for a particular brunette doll who's hair grew. i had asked for other things as well but this was my hearts desire. ~so not me today, if i could go back and change it, id have asked for a suitcase~ one afternoon i was in the house alone. i peeked under my moms bed, god knows why and there she was... Mia. i was sure my mom had gotten her for me.
now in our house presents exchanged within the family were wrapped, but santa claus didnt wrap gifts, he left them in piles for each kid, with their stocking on top...
i raced downstairs christmas morning and to my shock and dismay, there was mia, the growing hair doll in a chair from santa claus along with all the other things i'd seen under the bed. it ruined christmas and i just wished i hadnt looked. i never peeked again.

its christmas.

its christmas. the house is filled with the smell of italian sausage and oranges. i have a cake to get in the oven yet this evening and a few more presents to wrap. lights twinkle on the tiniest tree, but it's home for now.

funky as a fat mans drawers

trying to wrap up loose ends in memphis. it's making me a bit crazy. all feels pretty good in the world until i look back there and i get funky as a fat mans drawers.
thank goodness for one lone memphis servant who will be picking up the last of my things and getting them shipped off after the new year. between people freaking out and relapsing mildly on manthrax... ugh. i can't wait until tomorrow, cause it gets better everyday.
speaking of funky... i spoke with a sf/la submissive with a perversion so funky i hazard to tell it here. makes me feel so bloody normal!

snow for me

i woke this morning to find it snowed for my birthday. apparently this is a rare occurance. samantha has been here since 02 and has never seen it. wow... don't i feel special! of course.. it began melting as soon as the sun rose in the sky.


i got happy birthday calls, messages and well wishes, some great cards and lovely gifts. ~thanks to all~ though i must admit... my favorite thing was a pair of knit gloves from samantha. on moving hands theyre a little creepy, which i find stellar!

behold the beetlejuice gloves~


all in all... it turned out to be a good day. best birthday i've had in some years. and i didnt have to spend it alone! i cant wait until next year when i'm not captive at work! life does just keep getting better! Gaah! i am so excited for 2010! there's so much to do!

"stars are twinkling down at your soul. there's so much to look forward to, so you smile" i'm living JK. miss you!