FOR YOU MIKEY

This entry is for my friend Mikey. It was so wonderful to get back in touch with you! You've brought back so many memories of a time in my life when the future looked so promising, and life's dark shadows hadn't blackened the sky with it's tempest, (like that? made it up myself) and we were so young and foolish. I remember when we first met back when I was just 21. Why I let you go without getting to know you better is something I never will understand. But letting you go the second time our lives crossed, is just down right stupidity!

Now Mike, my life is so different from those days of the past. I have cancer, and my body can no longer take the chemo needed. I've cut back on my treatment schedule, and that puts my life in danger. I'm in a wheelchair now, and although it does make my life easier, it still makes me feel inadequate.

Thank you for being so kind and sweet, and for making me feel young again. You're still one of the hottest looking guys I've ever met (damn you!) and I can't wait to see you in Feb. All my love handsome, you still make me weak in the knees!

LA'S PRINCE OF WEATHER

Yesterday I met someone whom I've loved for over twenty years! His name is Fritz Coleman, and he's the weatherman for Los Angeles's NBC news. I've always wanted to meet him and tell him how much my family and I loved him, but it always seemed like we kept missing each other.

Then last year when he was doing a tree lighting at Knott's Berry Farm, my mom saw him and yelled "Hi Fritz!" he then walked over to where she was working and acted like he knew her for years. When she told him about how much I loved him, he had her get me on the phone, and he was the sweetest thing in the world to me! We kept in touch via email, but when my mom called and told me he was doing the tree lighting again at Knott's, I just had to go see Los Angeles's Prince Of Weather!

And what was my impression of him after we met? Well I think he is one of the nicest guys anyone could ever know. He knew I've been ill through emails, and he seemed genuinely concerned on how my fight was going. As most of you know, being a comic in the eighties, I've known my share of so called celebrities. And I have to admit, that I had become very cynical, and thought that most of them are so full of themselves, and even when they do charity work it's only for their image. But people like Elyse Luray, Wes Cowan, and Fritz Coleman have renewed not only my faith in celebrities, but in the human race as well.

Thank you Fritz for being kind, friendly, and funny. Thank you for all the laughs you've given my mom and I through the years. But most of all, thank you for making me feel so special, and that there are those that even though they don't know me very well, want me to beat this thing. You're not just the Prince of weather, but a King among people!

MSNBC Keith Olbermann on Prop 8, Marriage and more!

Amen Keith!!!!

ANOTHER SLEEPLESS NIGHT

Sitting here at Denny's having coffee, and wondering what the hell did I do with the brains that God was good enough to give me! I really don't feel sorry for myself very often, but when I do, I do it big time. When I was young, I had dreams like everyone else. I was going to be a well known comic, or at least well known enough so that I could write comedy for a living. Then once I made enough money I was going to travel the world taking pictures. Then some time in my forties I was going to write a book about my life. Well here I am 42, sitting in a stupid Denny's having coffee, and nothing to show for a life except pain and tears. I realize a great deal of it is my own fault for not getting an education, and not getting married to Mr. right when he came along, but it breaks my heart that I might die like this without leaving some sort of mark on this world. I hope all those that read this don't make the same stupid mistake I did and think that there is always time to spare. DON'T TAKE ANY DAY FOR GRANTED, GET OFF YOUR BUTT AND GO AND DO AT LEAST ONE THING THAT YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO, BUT HAVEN'T!!!!!!!

IT'S BEEN SO LONG!

Blogging from my phone....so I don't know how this will come out. Still here, still fighting to live, but at the moment, loosing the battle. It does make me wonder sometimes why I have to go through all this, but then there are those that go through so much more. Anyway I'm having trouble getting my emails on yahoo to my phone, so if you want to say hi (and I do need to hear from my friends) email me at- christylane66@aol.com or give me a ring-a-ding at- (859) 992-7572. Love to you all.

IT'S HARD WHEN YOU THINK WITH YOUR HEART

You know I sometimes want to cry when I think of how people can just screw their fellow man over and still sleep at night. I mean, I've hurt people in my life, but I can say that I've never cheated someone, and I've always been fair. Yes I've done some things that I'm not proud of, but I just couldn't sleep if I knew I did wrong to someone.

I found out today that my roommate was charging me rent, and then he rented out my room behind my back. When I talked to him to find out what the heck was going on, realizing he just got caught, he told me his new roommate was a liar, and that I better pay the rent. I couldn't believe he said that and since I have my things still over there I just don't know what to do.

So here I am, better but still sick and this S. O. B. is ripping me off, and now I think I've lost my stuff. I can't believe someone would do that to me. But it's all my own fault. I thought with my heart, and now I must pay the price for my stupidity. Even when the beautiful necklace that my mom saved all year to buy me last Christmas was missing, I still didn't want to believe that my roommate could be behind it.


The things can be replaced, but some things can't like the beautiful picture of my grandparents, and the antique box I bought at Cowan's.

Sometimes I just want to crawl into bed and just stay there. It's not just what happened with my roommate, it's everything. And to make matters worse is that everyone thinks I'm so strong and that I can handle all this, but it's just not true. Maybe they're are those that can pick themselves up time and time again, but I really think I've reached my breaking point. Not sure what to do now. I was looking forward to going back, but now I have no home, and not even enough money to feed myself properly. It would be nice if just one thing would go right in my life, but right now, even though I'm trying so hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel, all I see is darkness.

Hall and Oates - Private Eyes

I'm sorry, but the Divas think this should have been the H. D. song!

KYU SAKAMOTO 1943-1985

Most Americans have never heard of him, but he was the most popular Japanese singer ever. He recorded a hit song in 1963 called Sukiyaki. The Japanese title is I look up when I walk. Even though in this country he was a one hit wonder, in his country he worked hard on behalf of the old, and disabled.

23 years ago Kyu was one of 520 passengers killed on Japan's flight 123. The poor man who knew he was facing death, wrote a farewell note to his wife just before the plane went down. He was only 43, (a year older than I am) and I just can't help being moved not only by this beautiful song, but about the tragic way he left this world.

Click HERE to view a touching tribute to Mr. Sakamoto, that not only plays the song, but translates the words to English. You don't have to be into international music like I am to appreciate this beautiful love song. Thank you Kyu for adding such beauty to this world, and may you rest in peace.

MISSING KY

I miss my home in KY so much. I miss having my own room, and I miss cooking in my kitchen. I miss going to downtown Cincinnati to visit the library, and to have lunch at the Cadillac Ranch. Even though we're having a beautiful mild summer out here in CA, I miss KY with it's endless green everywhere, and it's friendly people. I love being with my mom and my little Reggie, but I can't wait till fall, to go back to my bluegrass state!

Have chemo next week, but I also have my yearly eye exam, and I get my new glasses! They stole my purse two years ago, and my brand new $400 glasses went with it. So I've waited two years for my new glasses, and I'm so exited! The one thing I'm not exited about, is that I need major dental work done after my treatment. Many people don't know that chemo can rot your teeth faster that any sugar can. I have a big beautiful smile that I've been hiding because I've been avoiding the dentist like the plague. Luckily my 4 broken teeth have been on the side and in the back, but I pity the poor dentist who has to do all that work! Well bye for now, and love to you all!

4 GREAT WOMEN

This entry is dedicated to 4 great women who have made such a difference in my life.

Nikki- Nikki manages a home for special needs clients, and in spite of having such a crazy schedule, she always finds time to spoil me. And yet all I do for her is offer an ear for her to vent. I can tell her anything, and I know she will never judge me. She always gives 150% of herself to anyone she loves, and for that I love her back.

Yolanda- (Dina to all who've seen my facebook profile) I call her "Mujer" which is Spanish for "Woman" Yolanda manages the motel where mom and I stay, and she is always my ray of sunshine. Always smiling, always laughing, and always sending me gifts on facbook, and chatting on Yahoo. Yolanda is my playmate, and to me she's like family. I can tell her the dirtiest of jokes, and if I stayed in CA, I'd end up at 400 lbs. with her sweets, and homemade doughnuts!

Dawne- What can I say about my Dawne-Dawne, except that she's the biggest pain in the ass that you can imagine! She drives me crazy with her ditsy brain and truck driver manners. But for whatever reason she's dumb enough to love me, and I can't help loving her back. Like I offer my ear to Nikki, Dawne is my sounding board, and my "Lady In Waiting" waiting for what, I don't know, but waiting none the less.

Elyse- To the world she's one of the four History Detectives, but to me she's one of dearest women I've known, and part of this group of four women that are so precious to me. No matter how busy she is, or how far away she is, she always finds the time to email, text, or call me. What sets her apart from most women with brains and a pretty face, is that she has a heart of gold.

All four of you have given me so much, that I can't ever begin to pay you back. You've given me the strength to face anything, yet you all make me feel safe to admit when I can't take it anymore. Now when I'm at my lowest point, once again through your love and friendship, I somehow find the courage to keep on fighting, and to kick this GD cancer out of my body. Thank God for all of you, I don't know why he blessed me with you four, but I will always thank him in my prayers. May all the blessings you've given be returned a 1,000 fold, and may we all grow old together, with laughs, smiles, and love!!!!

NOT FEELING VERY CUTE

As some of you may know, there's a new man in my life, (well sort of) and he actually thinks I'm cute! Now before you all start emailing me, let me just say that I'm sorry, I just don't feel that I'm attractive, I know I shouldn't feel that way, but I just do. I know to some people I maybe humorous, sweet, or even a brat, but cute? Maybe 20 years ago, but not now. Hopefully, if he's as nice as he seems to be, he'll be patient with my insecurities, and I'm sure that he knows that right now, my focus has to be on my health, for which as of right now is not going very well.

I can't handle this pain, I'm trying hard, but it's not going very well. Having chemo today, then in two weeks will be my first check up since I started my treatment. Blessings to all of you, and please keep me in your prayers.

TRUE FAITH.......

A huge flood hit a small town one day. As the water flooded the streets an old man was sitting on his front steps, and a row boat went by and they shouted to the old man, "Don't worry mister, we'll rescue you!" The old man waved at them and shouted back, "No thanks the Lord will take care of me!" As the water reached his front porch, and he was forced to move up o his porch swing, anther row boat came by and again they shouted at him, "Don't worry mister, we'll rescue you!" But again he shouted back, "No thanks the Lord will take care of me!" Finally the flood was almost over his house, and the poor old man was forced to sit on his roof, and then a helicopter few by and they shouted, "Don't worry mister, we'll rescue you!" But once again the old man shouted back, "No thanks the Lord will take care of me!" Well he drowns, and when he reaches heaven he asks the Lord, "What happened, I thought you would take care of me?" The Lord responded, "I DON'T KNOW, I SENT TWO ROW BOATS, AND A HELICOPTER FOR YOU!"

I'VE SUCH MIXED FEELINGS

Well I've waited a whole month just to find out that my insurance will only RENT for me a manual wheelchair, and that's all they'll do to help me get around! They don't care that I'm in so much pain that I don't have the strength to push myself around in a manual chair, but that's CA for you.

I know I should be grateful that I have friend's and my mom, and my little Reggie to pull me through all this, and I am, but give me a F****N brake here!!! How much more shit do I have to go through just to get by!!!! I've looked into those scooters, and the one that I need costs at least $1,800 dollars! Yea right, who do I make the check out to? Well that's another day in my happy world, I'd shoot myself, but I can't even afford a damn gun!!!

I HATE VISTA!!!!!!

I know I shouldn't complain, but I HATE WINDOWS VISTA! My friend Dawne sold me her laptop, and at first I was very exited because it had more memory than mine(I was on the verge of buying a new memory card) it was hardly ever used, and it had the windows vista on it. Well first I found out that the software I use to do my websites can use vista, but once you use it, you have to always use it, or it messes up your web files. So now I have to start from scratch on the History Divas site, and I'm afraid to touch the Cowan Divas site till I learn what the hell I'm doing. The REAL problem is that vista is slower than two snails screwing! I'm sure on those $2,000 laptops it's just fine, but on $800 ones, your better of with windows xp!



Enough of my bitching, with the new History Detectives group on Facebook, I finally joined. I had received invites like everyone else, but I had never joined a site like that, or myspace. My time on the Internet was always limited, so I never bothered to join. But now with my illness, it's fun to interact with friends, and make new ones. Well back to working on the sites, catch you all later!

ROUND 2

Round 2 of chemo starts tomorrow, and I must say I'm so not looking forward to it. Even though I've been battling this disease for many years, this is the first time I've been in pain. And not only pain, but the chemo I take has a steroid in it, so I'm putting on weight like crazy! This chemo also raises your blood sugar, rots your teeth, and makes your blood pressure go sky high. But it's the best treatment for my type of cancer, so I must endure it. Last night my pain was so bad that I cried myself to sleep. My mom had to give me a pain shot in the middle of the night, and I could see that worried look in her eyes. Other than that, life is one big bowl of cherries, with more than a few Pitts!

THANK YOU MY FRIENDS!

The DR. said I was too weak to start chemo this week, so he gave me these strange new pills that are suppose to help your body tolerate chemo. Even though I'm still feeling blue, I want to thank Nikki, Molly, Wes, & Elyse for lifting my spirits. We all know that we are loved, but sometimes we need to hear that there are those that are in our corner.

In the middle of all this I'm working on my first paid web design job for the motel that my mom and I live at. If you want to watch the progress, it's at coveredwagonmotels.com! till next time, love to you all!

SO THE THE FIGHT FOR LIFE BEGINS!

I start chemo today, and I must admit I'm just not in the right frame of mind for this fight. A very thick depression has come over me, and I'm not sure how to shake it. It seems like every other time I've received the news that my cancer was back , I always took a deep breath, and said, "OK, what do I have to do next?" Now it seems like I just want to curl up in my bed and wait for it all to be over. I know that's a chicken-shit attitude to have, but I'm not this strong person that everyone thinks I am. From my mom, to my best friends, to my ex husband, everyone thinks I'm this strong person that can handle anything. But it's so not true! It's true that I've had a very hard life, but just because I haven't tried to but a gun to my head, doesn't mean I can take anything.

I once thought that since I lived through the death of my grandpa and son that I could live through anything, but now I just want it all to end. Not that I want to die, but I just want the pain to end. This God damn sickness has cost me too much. From not being able to get a decent paying job, and take care of my mom, to not being able to get close to someone for the fear of them not being able to handle my illness. So how do I face tomorrow? Not sure, but I know I have to try for if no one else, my mom. I asked her if she would hate me if I didn't take the treatment, and she was very understanding and told me she would stand by me no matter what. So tomorrow it's for my mommy the one person that has always been there for me, and the only one who knows what I've been through all these 42 years. Even on my birthday last Tuesday, with all the phone calls, and email good wishes, it was my mommy who came home with a gift, a wonderful talking card, and a cute Snoopy cupcake! Mom, who is as poor as I am, NEVER forgets me on my birthday.

FUNNY HOW WE CHANGE

It's amazing how we change as we get older. Take my roomie Darin, I love him dearly, but he drives me up a wall with his view of family and death. I realize that we all have our own beliefs, but his attitude is if someone you love dies, oh well, they're dead and that's it. I get upset with him, then I wake up and realize that I'm arguing with a 27 year old!!!! A 27 year old that didn't grow up with the loving family that I did, and at his age I thought I knew it all too.

My mom was smart enough not to try to argue with me, she just said that one day I'd change. "Not me, I'm NEVER going to change!" Oh Mommy how right you were!!! As my 42nd birthday approaches on the 10th, and as I go back home to face chemo once again, one thing is certain, life is the most precious gift God gives us. And when someone we love dies, it IS a big deal because that beautiful little light that God created is no longer on this earth, and will never come back. It's true when we cry for them, we're only crying for ourselves, but if we love them, how can we not cry. I think that's one of the big problems in this world, we're producing too many cold, unloving, uncaring, disrespectful young adults who are going to turn around and pass it on to their children. I used to think that it would have been better to have been born into a dysfunctional family, because then it wouldn't have hurt so much now that they're gone. Now even though it hurts like hell that they're not here to help me through this, I thank God that I had them, because otherwise I would have grown up like Darrin, and not know what REAL unconditional love is.

But the older we get the more we learn, and the more we learn the more we realize we don't know a damn thing! Life really does begin at 40, and I intend to see my 50's and 60's! And if God let's me see my 70's & 80's even better! But this little body of mine is weak and tired, and I know that I look a lot older than I am, but I'm still here, and breathing!

TRI-STATE PHTOGRAPHIC SOCIETY

Next month I officially join the Tri-State Photographic Society, and will enter my first competition! I look at some of the beautiful photographs that these photographers enter, and I have to admit that I'm intimidated. Not that they make you feel that way, because all of them are extremely friendly, and helpful. But when you look at the beauty that they capture, it's hard for me to think that I could do that one day.

Many thanks to Dale, Bob, and Nancy for making me feel so welcomed, and I look froward to my first field trip next week. Now that it's stooped raining, maybe I'll be able to get some good shots this week!

PEOPLE ON THE MOVE

I often wonder why people move so far away from home. My reasons were not just because it was so expensive to live in CA, but because I never really fit in with the cold plastic way of life out there. I should have been born in some small town where I could travel and see the world, and by this stage in my life, come back home to friends and family.

If I could live my dream, I would be just wealthy enough to take a few photo trips a year, and then spend the rest of the time on my beautiful ranch with horses, dogs, cats, and maybe a chicken or two! Loving and enjoying each day as it comes. A huge kitchen, a well stocked library filled with everything from the classic to modern fiction. My own studio filled with paint and clay, and of course a bedroom fit for a queen! And yeah, I have to admit, the whole thing would be nice to share with someone special. Someone who loves music, books, art, & animals as much as I do. Someone who sees past the walker, and the grey hair, and loves me just the way I am. Nice dream, and I do realize it's just a dream, but you never know, sometimes dreams do come true.

Lazy Sunday

Another lazy Sunday, but it feels so good to be happy in my new home. The only thing I really miss are my books!!! Thank God I was able to store all my music on my lap top, but I really do miss reading. I adore history and biographies, but I'm also a fan of fiction too! An old English teacher loved what I wrote when we were asked to write about what kind of books we love to read, I wrote- As much as I'm intrigued by what has been, and what is, I find what could be just as fascinating.

MY NEW HOME!

Well It's been a little bit over two weeks in my new home in KY, and I love it! I love the peace and quiet, and not having to have a TV on all the time. I do miss my mom and my little Reggie, but I'm glad I left Reggie behind to keep mom company.

Another thing I've lost, and that is my Mike. I guess peace and freedom has it's price. But I don't want to be with someone who doesn't want the best for me, and that's the truth. I'd rather be alone for the right reasons, than to be with someone for the wrong. But I know deep down that if it's God's will, I'll find my sweet prince someday, and when I find him he'll want to share my life, not rule it.

Tomorrow I go to my new church, Blessed Sacrament in Fort Mitchell. My roomie's mom will take me in the morning, and then I'll walk home. The walk home goes through this beautiful old residential neighborhood, and now that Spring is here, I can't wait to take that walk. I'm so happy here that sometimes I wonder if I'm really here or will I wake up and be back in that hell hole in Anaheim!

The Clock Is Ticking!

In one week I'll be moving to KY, and I can't wait! There of course will be so much that I will miss, but this will be the first time I do something just for me. Not for my mom, not for that dumb ass ex husband of mine, but just for me.

I will miss my mom, my dog, and my girlfriends. There is also a wonderful new man in my life, that I hope really loves me as he says he does. But I have to do this for me, and for my health. As I told one of my friends the other day, if I were to stay here and not change some things in my life, I won't be here for long. God still may call me home soon, but at least if he does, I will go home happy.

Jeff Healey 1966-2008

Yesterday the music world lost one of it's great jazz musicians, Jeff Healey. He was such a part of my youth, it's so hard to think of him as gone. Cancer robbed him of his sight at the age of one, and he taught himself how to play guitar by placing it on his lap.

Only three months older than I, and having battled cancer for so many years, I can't help but take this loss personal. As many of you know I'm in the middle of changing so many things in my life, now I'm more determined than ever to live life to the fullest!

Jeff, I fell in love with you and your music twenty years ago. When you sang "Angel Eyes" it touch my heart so deeply. Rock on in heaven, and as you sing for the angel's, somewhere here on earth, someone will be listening to your music and will be smiling! GOD BLESS YOU JEFF!

A Sweet Love Story

There are two people I know and care very deeply for, but because others are going to read this, let's just call them John and Jane. Now these two are not perfect by no means, but in my opinion, they're perfect for each other! John is a sweet guy, but a workaholic. Jane is a recovering workaholic, so she understands him. If there was a way to harness the energy of the sparks between these two, it could light up half the country!

Recently they had a misunderstanding, and for whatever reason, John has pulled back in fear. Jane wrote this sweet loving letter to him, but because she doesn't want to scare him further, I agreed to post it here. John if you read this, remember that it was written from the heart of someone that loves you very, very much. DON'T BLOW THIS CHANCE!!!

My Dearest John,

I don't know who hurt you so bad that you felt you had to run and hide from me, but did you ever think that I might be scared too? Did you ever think that you might be pushing away the one thing that you've been longing for your whole life?

We all long to be loved and accepted; but for some reason we seem to either look in the wrong place, or we give up all together. I'm no prize, but I can love you like you've never been loved before. If there was a way you could look into this heart of mine and see how much love there is inside just waiting for you to turn the key, it would blow your mind away.

Why do I love you like I do? Because you are the most beautiful man I've ever laid eyes on! I'm not talking about what's on the outside, (though your pretty damn beautiful there too!) but ever since that first day when I looked into those beautiful eyes, and saw that soul of yours, I thought, "what a beautiful man this is!" Then on that incredible day that you looked into my soul, that was it! I was hooked!

John, how many times in this crazy mixed up world do two people really look at each other? Don't you see what a mistake it would be to push this away? But if you feel that you just can't take a chance, or if you just don't feel that way about me, as much as it will kill me inside, I'll understand. But if it's simply that you're afraid that I'll break your heart, let me assure you that I would never do that. I'll admit that I've said and done some stupid things; after all I am human. But I can go to sleep at night knowing I've never broken any one's heart. Though sadly mine has been raked over the coals more than once, so believe me I've been there.

So I guess there's not much more I can say accept, I love you. Yes John, I love you. You mean my whole life to me, and don't think for one minute that I've ever said that to anyone before you, because I haven't. You carry my heart in your pocket, and yes, I'm a little scared that I gave it to you, but I don't regret it. When I think of how sweet and wonderful we could be to each other, I shake inside! Don't even get me started on how great our sex would be, because trust me, we could fly! We have so much waiting for us, Baby please give us a try. let me love you like you deserve to be loved, and let us show the world that true love not only exists, but it could happen to anyone who believes, and takes a chance!

Your Jane

Life Can Be A Bitch Somtimes

I know I promised to be positive, and I'm trying, but sometimes just when things seem to be alright, that's when life bites you right in the ass! I mean I survived the big V-Day by going out with friends, and sending some Valentines to people I really do care about, then I get a phone call from my doctor with bad news about my heart, I find out my friend's husband is battling cancer, and if all that weren't enough I get an email from my friends superior at his work telling me things that my friend should have told me himself! All in the same fucking day!!!!!

I mean all of these things I can handle, but when it happens in the same day, it just seems overwhelming. It's days like that when you wonder why? Why me? Why now? Why all the fuck at once? I realize I should feel grateful that I'm not starving in some third world country, but shit, give me a break!

I guess the hardest thing is having to face all this alone. I know I'm not really alone, because I do have my mom and my friends, but I just haven't found that special someone that I can not only turn to in times of trouble, but that I can admire. I remember my husband telling his friend that living with me was the easiest thing he ever had to do in his life, and that he never met a more loving and giving person than me. At first it felt good to hear some loving praise, but I do remember thinking to myself, "of course it's easy for you, you go to work wearing the clothes I cleaned and ironed for you, you eat the lunch I made for you, you come home to a wonderful dinner I cooked for you, and over dinner we hear all about your hard day. Then after I wash the dishes, I get the joy of watching your stupid T. V. shows with you, and then to the bedroom, where after I please the hell out of you, I get to watch you roll over and go to sleep!" Yes, that was my married life in a nutshell. But the blame was all mine. It never crossed my mind that marriage should be a give and take. That all those times when I had a bad day, and all I needed was a loving hug from him as I cooked his dinner, wasn't a lot to ask.

I'm writing all this because maybe there's someone out there reading this that knows exactly how I felt. But at least I didn't die in that hell hole of a marriage, and even though I know in my heart that I will never marry again, it would be nice to have someone to at least pretend to care about what kind of a day I had!

Hello My Friends

Look, look, look to the rainbow. Fallow it over the hill, and stream.... Look, look, look to the rainbow. Fallow the fellow, who fallows a dream.


My father always sung that song to me. And to this day, I really do think of those words when I'm down. You know there's all sorts of blogs out there. From political forums, to what I call "Bitch about life" ones. But I want mine to be a little different. I'd like mine to be funny, happy, and maybe a little mushy sometimes. I don't know about you, but life is just too short, and too cold to do a blog about what kind of a crappy day one's had, unless you're telling the story to make it funny in the end.


As far as the song goes, I think I'm heading into the last verse...... SO I BUNDLED ME HEART, AND I ROAMED THE WORLD FREE, TO THE EAST WITH THE LARCK, TO THE WEST WITH THE SEA. AND I SEARCHED ALL THE EARTH, AND I SCANNED ALL THE SKY, BUT I FOUND IT AT LAST, IN MY OWN TRUE LOVES EYES. I'm bundling up my heart and moving out of state next month, "TO THE EAST WITH THE LARK" and "TO THE WEST WITH THE SEA" will come this fall, when I return to CA to pick up my mom. As far as the line"AND I FOUND IT AT LAST....." I have found my own true love, and hopefully, that person, (me) will forgive me for neglecting her for the past 40 years.


So I hope you my friends like my blog, I'll try to make it as uplifting as possible, but forgive me if I put a little sentiment in every now and then

Christy