I Love...

I love the sound of rain at night, especially the slow kind with low, rolling thunder.

I love kittens.

I love the music I love played loud.

I love cinnamon anything.

I love pizza.

I love Mexican and Italian. Food. ;)

I love my furbabies sleeping on me in my bed.

I love books; I love to read; I love going to bookstores and just being surrounded by books.

I love bright colors, especially in twinkly lights.

I love the stars.

I love Monty Python, Eddie Izzard, the late Bill Hicks, "Absolutely Fabulous", and "The Big Bang Theory".

I love a good debate.

I love the ocean and the beach at night.

I love my neck being kissed.

I love my mouth being kissed, slowly and softly.

I love most everything of mine being kissed. Except my feet. Tickles.

I love Halloween.

I love stuffed animals (my only "girlie" vice).

I love to watch snow falling.

I love...you.

I Threw a Pity Party...

...but no one showed up except me, and my whiny ass annoyed the fuck out of me, so I kicked me out.

Now the place is quiet again. Thank Heaven.

Really, what happened was, I got some good words from some good people, and I started thinking about things, and I know some more things now than I did when I wrote the last post. And I'm really, really good with what I know.

Thank you Amy for what I call slapping me with the Cold Wet Handtowel of Reality. You always lay it out there for me, and I appreciate it. *hugs*

Thank you Wendy for your kindness and your encouragement. Your words made me cry, but that wasn't a bad thing. *hugs*

Thank you Wish, I just reread Wendy's comment and thought about it being from you the second time around. ;) *hugs*

Thank you Anon for buoying my spirit and renewing my faith. I'm walking that long and winding road, and I'm ready to come home.

Thank you, all my friends. You're the best.