Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Monday, Aug. 16, 2004 - 4:46 a.m.
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BBQ and Birthday photos
ok i wrote a bitchy entry and got it out of my system and deleted it and now i'm tired and writing runon sentences.
Right now people at musicfest are in bed sleeping after the last dance and going home in the morning. one year exactly since i walked out on ob.
I must admit i am glad i am here and not there, and am doing fine.
here are photos from my birthday at my friend l'Ecrivaine's... That is me with doggies and the package from mom and Lucky Kitty. And to the right is me with wine, a washcloth (prez from mom) on my head, the Evil Dead poster in my hand, and lots of books and cards in front of me, and candies from Lucky Kitty. Unfortunately she couldn't come cuz she had motorcycle lessons. hehe.
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Other than that, i had lots of fun at the BBQ... played some game with water balloons (the other girl got wet not me!!), watched dykes wrestle, ate lots of chocolate chip cookies... took home tons of potato salad, so I stopped by motorcycle boy's and gave him half.
Worked a wee tiny bit. Will have to get up to finish it in the morning.
Now i'm off to bed. zzzz
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previous meanderings - future past
Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
The FOODCOMMANDER - Monday, Jun. 08, 2009
