better thank your lucky stars... 

THE BALLET MOMS' NIGHT OUT

i am not a mom, nor am i a participant in
the art of ballet (to my own mother's dismay)

but, i do belong to a very select group of
persons who share loose talk over alcohol
and fattening foods...

who knew that taking my neighbor's daughter

to dance class once a week would land me into

such a crazy group of wonderful friends

it's late and i have to pee...so for now this is all you get

you'll have to wait for the next installment

and, while i'm at it:

THANK YOU M.E. FOR GIVING ME WINGS~               

the newest member of our crew! d.m. 

GREEN DAY!

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FEEL THE GREEN~                                                                 

ahhh... 

birthdays

how old is too old to care about your birthday?

and, is it correct that a father and his two sons
consistently neglect the only daughter/sister they
have on that day?

i could take issue with them, however, it does
relieve me of any hypocritical involvement with the three

...i'm free~                                                                                               

the next step

there is a blog..."postsecret"

people confess their fears, regrets, dreams
obsessions on individually created postcards

just a few...
"i once tried to kill my mother"
"i think hitler was sexy"
"i love girl on girl porn, and i'm a little straight girl"

my secret:
(i used to really hate myself...now, i kind of like myself)

what's your secret?