Friday, August 29, 2008


As a small child I remember sitting next to the speaker as the reel to reel tape (yes, reel to reel) played Simon and Garfunkel. One of my favorite songs was "Home with Al" and at one point, I cried for the poor singer who just wanted to be home with (his best friend) Al and instead he was somewhere else.

Anyway, my parents laughed at me and gently corrected me, "Home with Al" was "Homeward Bound," which is also what I am, tomorrow.

Hurray! I'm thankful for the love of family...

Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
I'll play the game and pretend.
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
Homeward bound,
I wish I was,
Homeward bound,
Home where my thought's escaping,
Home where my music's playing,
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me.
Silently for me.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

The New Pad!

Here's some pictures of the new place, to satisfy the curiosity of those out of state, and those who just haven't been over yet!

Living Room (as seen from dining room)

Dining Room / Computer Room

I seem to be destined for small kitchens... on the plus side, everything is within reach!

The built-in cabinets are a plus compared to my last apartment!

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz~ and the little door on the right...

Opens to the Sunroom /Art Studio /Storage space!

Sunday, August 17, 2008

My Strong Friend

She was a shot-put thrower in middle school.

One time I needed help carrying up a bag of cat litter (40 lbs.) with my groceries to my apartment. "No problem," she said. She threw the bag over her shoulder and shared that she used to carry two 50 lb. sacks of feed at a time, on the farm.

She was a power-lifter in high school.

The biggest amount she ever dead-lifted was 275 lbs.

Even without training, she could kick my butt.

But she never has and she doesn't ever threaten to! What a nice friend / bodyguard.