It's a Beautiful Day

Don't let it get away!

(Sorry Becky and Molly, I know how much you LOOOOOOOVED it when I forced you to listen to that cassette tape over and over and over again in my Jetta at Christmas!)

I woke up this morning feeling much more...uh...positive...than I have in a while. Good sign... One of my earliest thoughts this morning was that if I don't take care of myself, no one else is going to. Well DUH! How old am I now?!? It would be cool if I could actually remember that for at least a couple of years together. Anyway, after that thought my friend Debbie called and she was a total ray of sunshine and inspiration. God, I love that girl.

My trip to Fort Worth was truly, truly awesome. It's been TWELVE years since I was last there. I was young and...skinny. Now I'm neither. But it doesn't matter because everyone else is old too. And I don't really have wrinkles, so that sort of makes up for my fat ass. It's totally weird not seeing people for that long, especially people who have been extremely important influences on the way you have chosen to live your whole life. (Now before you start thinking less of those people based on the way I've chosen to live my life, wait a minute. I would have been a hell of a (bigger) mess had I never found my way to Hip Pocket Theatre in the late 80s. But that's fodder for another blog.)

I had a super positive presentation today that hopefully bought me at least another month on the payroll. I'm taking the time to be grateful for the many many good things in my life, all of whom are people, and none of which is STUFF.

Starting tomorrow I'm going to blog on a specific subject instead of using this just as a journal. If you're reading this, I love you, because that means you love me enough to go through the SHIT with me, while I'm wallowing in uncontrolled self-pity and self-absorption.

SMAX to you!