I am very much in love with the most amazing man. Greg is wonderful, sweet, kind, thoughtful, incredibly talented and more than I could have ever wished for! I am so very happy that we are together and we decided to start a life with each other!<I'm a huge baseball fan, I love football, enjoy all sorts of movies, can amuse myself with music or a book at any time, I like target shooting (anything bigger than a 9mm is my idea of a good time), golfing (I'm not the best though), hiking, Sedona, amateur photograpgy, reading, swimming, painting, drawing, singing (to my cats), bbq'ing, cooking italian food, baking, good conversations, good coffee, and anyone who can hold a halfway decent intelligent conversation.There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fears and apprehension.
One of these days is yesterday with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control.
All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot erase a single word we said, yesterday is gone.
The other day we should not worry about is tommorrow with its possible adversaries its burdens its large and poor performance. Tommorrow is also beyond our immediate control.
Tommorrow's sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds but it will rise. Until it does, we have no stake in tommorrow, for it is as yet unborn.
This leaves only one day...Today. Any person can fight the battle of just one day. It is only when you and I add the yesterday and tommorrow that we break down.
It is not the experience of today that drives people mad, it is remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday and the dread of what tommorrow may bring.
Let us, Therefore live but one day at a time!
In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me.
Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine
Because I alone chose it.
I own everything about me;
My body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions,
Whether they be to others or to myself.
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears.
I own all my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes.
Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me.
By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with me in all my parts.
I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know,
But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself,
I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and for ways to find out more about me.
However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel, at a given moment in time is authentically me.
If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought and felt turn out to be unfitting,
I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do.
I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of te world of people and things outside of me.
I own me, and therefore I can engineer me.
I am me and I am okay.
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