I like you. I really really like you

This is a record for me, of late. 2 posts in the same day. I haven't had internet access at home (thankyou 1000 dollar phonebill/RonArlt--(I know, I really have to let that go)) so I haven't been free to just go looking around. I can blog a bit at work, but I can't go look at tits or people doing it (which, honestly, I didn't know was happening. I mean I know people do "it" but I guess this blonde is sinking in...I just didn't realize they were blogging about it. OK. I just never saw that part)

ANYWAY

There is some fantastic food for thought going on--aside from tits and ass etal. which goes on here: (http://sexinga.blogspot.com/, and my old friend http://youcannotmakethisup.blogspot.com/)

Raise your hand if you've noticed positive changes in yourself since you began blogging.
http://satoridesigns.blogspot.com/
This has really become a place where I can be me. Sometimes unstoppable...sometimes sad...sometimes nothing. I love to come here. I find myself talking about my friend in Atlanta, or this guy I know in California, or my friend who's gonna come visit me in her friend's Hybrid...what I'm getting at, is this is a safe place for me. I am comfortable with you here. I'm becoming more comfortable with me here...and I didn't realize that I was uncomfortable with me until I started feeling comfortable. hmm

Freaking tell me your Fears Friday
http://thoughtsandconfessions.blogspot.com/2005/10/freakin-tell-me-your-fears-friday.html
People have carved themselves open, exposing themselves...myself included. I had to stop at four fears just to allow it all to sink in. that, and I have to have something for next week...not that my list stops at four, by any means.

I can't even begin to say enough about HNT
http://obasso.blogspot.com
I love doing it. LOL
of course I love doing it, but I meant participating in HNT. I like seeing and being seen. I totally am looking forward to Thursdays, and I don't really even care if I never get to use a better camera than the one in my phone. It takes several attempts actually...I guess I could post the ones I erase, as sort of a blooper HNT for me. We'll see. (when I was a kid, and my mom said we'll see. that meant NO. I'm not using it the same way here.)

You know what else is fun? sending pics of my feet to this guy: http://feetman78.blogspot.com/
I didn't have any idea feet could be sooooooooo sexy!

I really look forward to everything my honest neighbor has to say, too...http://huckswharf.blogspot.com/. this guy has raised a great kiddo, and trimmed the strings and now she's studying in Spain. Can you imagine? SPAIN!!

and my blogworld would not be complete if I didn't mention my "oh I wish we could take a trip together girlfriends" http://abriefsecond.blogspot.com/ and http://seeyouinhellmel.blogspot.com/

I'm at my mom's this weekend. Driving down here (it's a little over a 3 hr tour(hello Gilligan)) I didn't think about blogging at all. Well, I did for a minute think of taking a picture of me driving with my feet and sending it to feetman78, but then the phone rang, and I forgot about that until now. Which leads me to what I was actually doing. Listening to a book on CD...called the Power of Now. I listened all the way through once before. It's time for me to hear the message again. Living in the past or for the future is useless.
Everything that happens is NOW.
When the past happened...it was NOW.
When the future occurs...it will be NOW.
May as well try a bit harder to live in the NOW and quit the past. quit waiting for the future to show up. create clearings for possibility. be a stand for myself.
Now I'm gonna bundle up, because my mom keeps this house an icebox, and settle in with a good book.
and when I wake up, it will be a whole new NOW.