Monday, January 05, 2009


Today, I wish 'we' could sit at the table with a mug of something, play cards, and talk about everything and anything.

I think mostly I don't know what to do with this insecure and fearful girl these last six months.

Hence the lack of words across this blog. They are here, I just get scared to write them because sometimes they sound very lame to me. Maybe I'll get out the crayolas....


Shesabigstar said...

A pitcher of Margarita's and Diego Luna?

Gin and tonic and spaghetti and meatballs?


Those are my top 3 cures for you - sadly, I'm too poor to make them happen!


cupcake said...

You are awesome. Thanks for the hug and I can't wait to see you again.

"Across the ocean...."