Things I don't say

When I dropped him off he looked at me and said "Don't blog about this." "Do you even read my blog?" I asked him. "Nope I don't think I ever have." Its not like I'm The Bloggess or even Dooce. I am low level blogger I have 6 freakin follwers. But DUDE that story was funny. Well I could write it as funny. I think. So I am not going to blog about. But if you want to buy me a cup of coffee or a beer I will gladdly regail you with it. Unless this is "HIM" then this is just a joke because really no one reads my blog. Fuck they took spell check.

Trying

I have been trying to think of what I wanted to say. I have no earth shattering news. I made pizza on the grill.I know stop the world from spinning you want to get off.
I have gained weight and I am sick of my job. I love the clients but I can't seem to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. So I am asking for prayers , positive love and light , Riki that I can figure out what I want to be when I grow up.

I also want fresh chocolate chip cookies and cold milk. Oh and some lactose tablets.

Know that....

Dear Friend;

You know who you are and I hope you are still checking my blog. I know you broke up with me when I would not be supportive of you going back to a husband who beat the fuck out of you. (I totally get that my last statement was passive aggressive.) But I could not and would do that. I understand that you felt betrayed by me and that you love him and he is your husband and you want to make things work. You feel everyone has misjudged him and no one will give him a chance. I need you to know a few things.

When he does ,and he will, hit you again and you decided that you are worth more than to be used as his punching bag. When you realize that no amount of mood stabilizers will fix what he is. When you decide what a bright , funny , loving , kind person you are . I am here for you. I pray for your safety every single day. I Pray that he does not kill you. I pray that you will be able to get away. I pray that , that beautiful spirit I once knew is still there. I pray you know what value you have as a person, a woman, a daughter, a sister, and a friend.

Know that I still love you my dear sweet friend , know that my door is always open to you. Know that you can call me and I will be there.

I know you did what you felt you needed to do. When you are ready come home.

Stephen King

I have started reading 11/22/63. It is 842 pages in hard back not including the Afterward. I should be finished this time next year. Unless I fall alseep reading , drop the book on my head and send myself into a coma.