I'm so bad about posting -- I tried. Must. Try. Harder. Must. Succeed. At any rate, the timed, they are a changing'. Two weekd from today, I will be married. Married. It is not something that the fat chick ever thought would happen. Be that as it may, I love, I am loved, and I have the most wonderful family that you could ask for. We survived the hurricane. And I am blessed for that. A bout with Vertigo has been somewhat tedious but I am determined to overcome that too. All in all, my life is wonderful.

Getting old and change ....

Sometimes .... sometimes I say ... I will admit that I harbor third, "ideas" ... ok... sometimes I harbor resentment.
Sheesh.
It's true.
I just read someone's blog in which they pontificated about what they do ... and believe me, this is NOT the norm.
It irritated me.
I wanted to add a comment and says ".. oh no you don't !!" .
But then I realized that maybe sometimes they do just that they say they do.
And maybe that time we spent together was NOT the norm for them.

Colleen tells me often that I need to let go of things.
I know I should.

My grandmother used to tell me that I was wasting emotion -- especially if the other person had no idea of the way I felt.

Ok -- this is Kate -- trying to let go of some resentment.
The person doesn't know how I feel ... and unless I have the opportunity to tell them, who is it irritating?
only me.

Only me.

Change is good, I guess....

... but I really do not like the new look of Blogger.
It makes it hard for this old woman to come back and try to update.

But I digress. I CAN do it.

I came back

Good lord, has it been this long since I was here? I must be more consistent with myself. This is MY record. And I need it. sigh.