Funny

Joan Rivers on the Martha Stewart show:

I have more lines on my face than on Amy Winehouse's table,

Pricilla Presley looks like shes in the witness protection program!

Snow Day!

I woke up to a pure white blanket of snow this morning. We decided to pack up and travel up to the Massanutten Mountains where we went tubing and Isaiah and Chandler want me to learn how to snowboard--Auntie Maya isn't cool until she learns!!!

So just after two hours of playing in the snow, we decided to head home. Becca and I made a huge meal of Rosemary Chicken, Smashed Potatoes and Roasted Asparagus in which everyone loved. Emily and I wrote sentences and practiced our sight words and she overwhelmed me with emotion to see how well she reads. I was truly impressed.

After dinner and homework we went over to Michelle's where we made some Snow Ho's. We named them Cheating Lousy Lay D and Loose Lisa Loo. They're quite a mess!!!



I'm vegging out on the couch, fireplace is on and hot chocolate in my mug all is well. Let the snow fall!

Same Question

I wanted to ask God why He does not do something about

the poverty, wars, homelessness, and injustice I see around me”

“Why didn’t you?’

“I was too afraid that He would ask me the same question”

Fashion Rocks!

I was so happy to see that Mrs. Obama is bringing fashion back to Washington! Her taste has been impeccable lately!!! She chose a Lemongrass Sparkling dress with matching coat by Isabel Toledo. It was straight and slinky and it just glittered in the Winter light. She also wore Green Jimmy Choo heels and green JCrew Leather gloves that. She rocked it!



The cute, Malia and Sasha wore Jcrew Crewcuts line of Coats. They were adorable!
Malia in blue coat and black dress while Sasha bounced around in a coral colored dress and Pink coat with a bow!




For the Inaugural Balls our First Lady looked radiant in her beautiful White Chiffon gown designed by Jason Wu. It was White, Sparkly, and fairytailish. Sooo pretty!

President Obama's Inauguration Address

OBAMA: My fellow citizens:
I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because we the people have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebears, and true to our founding documents.
So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.
That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.
These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land — a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of shortcuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.
For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sanh.
Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.
For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act — not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. All this we will do.
Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions — who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. Those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account — to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day — because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control — and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.

As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our founding fathers ... our found fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all the other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.
We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to the suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed — why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent Mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet (it)."

America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.

Big Moments

"Rosa sat so Martin could walk, Martin walked so Obama could run, Obama ran so we could fly!"

Unknown


Tommorrow we make history. We will swear into office our first Black President. I've never been so excited about the future of our country. I will be glued to my tv tommorrow. I can not wait!

Two Wings and a Prayer

For those of you that do not believe in God, Miracles, and Angels try and rationalize this picture.

I still don't understand how that plane managed to defy gravity and not sink to the bottom of the Hudson. As cold as it has been, the water was not frozen, how? And yet everyone made it out alive. Not one death. The pilot "Sully" knew what he was doing, but those wings that all 155 people stood on were the wings of an angel. There was a lesson to be learned in all of this. The Bible does say that when Jesus returns there will be Miracles to show us that he is real and he is with us. I think that picture clearly tells the story.

Yesterday

Yesterday was a very big day for me. I haven't blogged about the details because I didn't want to get my hopes up. It's. A. Very. Big. Deal. It's the first time I've been excited about something in a long time. My family and most of my friends were all in on what was going on. Yesterday was HUGE for me.

One by one they all texted, called, came by to see how it went. All except one person. Nothing. After about 7 hours of waiting to hear from this person, I confronted them. They didn't ask how it went because they were busy. I understand busy schedules and hectic situations, but 7 hours later? I'm a very forgiving person and I already forgave them.

However this puts things into perspective for me. With that said, it's a new year, it's a new Amaya. Additionally, I would argue that I have the most incredible friends of all time. They're the smartest, most fun, most amazing people ever and at the end of the day, I'm always thankful that I have them in my life. I love you all.

Mini Needs Your Advice!!

So by random chance and circumstance, I find that I have the next few weeks absolutely free. I mean… nothing is going on. AT ALL.

I actually hear crickets when I open up my *social planner.

Which leaves me with only one option- vacation with my girlfriend who is also itching to get away.

We struggled to figure out how we could go to Barbados (hello beach! hello free drinks!), but sadly my friend has a family engagement she CAN NOT miss and now the timing doesn’t work with Barbados. (Which? I do not understand. We send people to the moon. We can make those mini marshmallows. We can forgive Hugh Grant for hooking up with a hooker and yet we can’t get a flight out of Barbados when we need it?? Why God, why?)

So we’ve decided to re-think our trip. Here is all that we want:- something under $2000- something that lets us leave immediately (we are thinking Friday or Saturday) and come back next week… like on Wednesday.- something that requires my passport getting stamped-must be the most fun ever (I’m not worried about this. I’m pretty sure we could have fun anywhere. I mean, we went to mexico together while I bravely fought mono and I still came back with enough juicy stories to fill 3 journals)

So that’s it. Who has ideas? Suggestions? Who wants to plan my weekend for me?

* I do not actually have a social planner, unless you count things I scribble down on napkins while I’m eating tacos with friends.

Songs That Take You There

I decided today that I should start listening to my ENTIRE itunes library. Not just, the six songs that I listen to on repeat. As I started listening, I realized two things 1) a song can really take you back to a memory you had forgotten and 2) I have too much Will Smith in my music collection. Really, it’s embarrassing. (Almost as embarrassing as the album name “Big Willie Style”. Seriously. Who thought that was a good idea?) Anyway, as I puttered throughout the day, songs came on that took me back to a memory relating to those who have a Y chromosome….


1. “Your Body is A Wonderland”- John Mayer
This song is just so.. 2000. Which, was a great year for me. Dating and having fun at UVA. I discovered John Mayer at the 9:30 club in DC. I think every girl loved this song. “I’ll never let your head hit the bed without my hand behind it” Who wouldn’t want that?! Every girl thinks her body is a wonderland too! You can’t help but feel sexy and beautiful when listening to this song.

2. “Pony” – Ginuwine
This is my song. I don’t have to be wasted to listen to this. When I’m out and I hear it—it’s on!

3. “Stand by Me”- Ben E King
This song was in my favorite movie as a chld, Stand By Me. It was during that movie that I discovered that I loved River Phoenix and Wil Wheaton. But it was grade seven, I’m decked out in my favorite Guess? jeans and swathed in tribe perfume. The best part of my outfit is a shirt that my mom has finally let me have. It was hers growing up- a cream cashmere sweater with delicate beading on the front. It’s heavy, but in the crystals keep catching the light of the disco ball, which makes me glitter. I’ve never felt prettier. I danced with Brennon to this song. Clearly a request by a chaperone, since it’s sandwiched in between TLC’s greatest hits. And when I say we ‘dance’? Yeah, we pretty much moved from side to side, hands firmly clenched at the waist, avoiding eye contact. I’ve had pap smears that were more comfortable than that dance, but it goes down in history as one of the most memorable.

4. “Before He Cheats”- Carrie Underwood
Four girls in a cab. One is dating, two heartbroken and one single. It’s 5 am. These four girls have just left an impromptu trampoline party and still have ridiculous amounts of Jack Daniels and Johnny Walker Black running through their veins. This song comes on and we beg the cab driver to turn it up on Ocean Drive in Miami during Spring Break. Suddenly, we are no longer four girls, but collectively, we ARE Carrie Underwood. And I know people talk of singing their hearts out, but in this case, we really did. We sang in the ‘our eyes are closed, our fists are pumping the air, and no one is laughing because this is far too serious’ fashion. There was so much scorned estrogen in that car I almost choked on it. We tipped our driver well, but not enough. I should have given him a kidney. He earned it.

5. “Untouchable Face”- by Ani DiFranco
The line “I could make you happy, if you weren’t already” was the roundhouse kick to my already destroyed heart during one particularly bad break up. Wait, was that too much angst? When we are talking Ani, can you HAVE too much angst? Let’s just be thankful I didn’t tap into Joni Mitchell. There would have been epic angst (epic!) being shown here.

6. “Time After Time”- Cyndi LauperThis has always been my wedding song. Hopefully I’ll still get it!!!


You should share with me the songs that take you back to memories of failed romances or broken hearts. Or at the very least, tell me that you have a lot of Will Smith in your music library. And don’t worry, we won’t focus solely on depressing heartbreak music. Perhaps next week I’ll write a post about songs I had sex to. That sounds like fun for everyone one.

My New Favorite Thing!

I know I can't be the only one completely in love with this stuff. If you know me at all, you know that I'm obsessed with white, clean, teeth--this product makes me feel as if I just left the dentist. It's a nice, clean, non abrasive paste that leaves your teeth glistening. I love this stuff!!!

Los

July 11, 2006 will always be a very important day for me. It was that day that I met Carlos. We became friends instantly as he too, is an Aries! We connected on many different levels. We shared a lot in common, such as obsessive cleaning and our love for cleaning products, Amish Macaroni salad, and Jennifer Aniston!!

The best part about Carlos is his sincerity. His heart is one of the purest that I have ever found. The combination of eminent intelligence, courage, and love have never before come together in a better combination.

He's the proud father of beautiful daughter named Marisa. He chaueffers Marisa and her entourage around to the local McDonalds at 1 am for shit's and giggles so "Chovia" can practice her English accent on the midnight drivethru crew. Chovia aka Marisa! I asked him once what was he the proudest of, I was expecting him to list some of his vast successes such as his businesses, or even his priceless Corvette. He simply said "Marisa Alexis". She. Is. His. Everything. A great father is a sexy thing!

I knew he was different from day one. It wasn't the sexy dark hair or the striking chestnutt eyes that won me over, nor was it his colossal arms or chest. It was an act of kindness. When his friends and colleagues were at happy hour sipping cocktails, he was a charity event serving soup at a kitchen on a Friday evening . When he came home to tell me all about his bowl he purchased for $25 and how good the soup was, and how the older ladies loved him and wanted to introduce him to their grand daughters, I melted. He is a charmer. I knew at that moment that he wasn't just ordinary.

Knowing Los has made me a stronger, more honest woman. He has brought out the best in me even in my darkest hours. He is a great friend and an even better lover. Very few people in this world can touch you without using their hands; few people in this world can leave such a lasting impression that they remain on your mind, no matter how infrequent the contact; and few people in this world can compare to him. Whether you know him by Los or any other name he has acquired over the years, you cant help but realize that knowing him, in your heart somethings moving.

Defining Happiness

Today's exercise is "what makes you or would make you happy". I'm supposed to make a list. It sounds like a simple enough excercise until I stopped to to think about it. Strangely enough it dawned on me that I had never given any thought as to what makes me happy. I'm the kind of person that flies by the seat of their pants on a daily basis. You could say that I live my life reactively as opposed to actively planning it. To figure out what does make me happy and then pursuing it isn't part of reactive living. Plus, I really spend most of my time trying to please everyone else, which obviously doesn't leave a lot of time for my happiness. So, if you'd like to join me in the excercise, please feel free to do so as I surely could use the help.

So here we go, a poor attempt at defining happiness:

* A breezy evening spent relaxing on the porch at the house in Corolla after a long day on the water.
* A quiet night at home - makes me happy
* Hearing a cheesy CD that brings back memories - makes me happy, such as Milli Vanilli
* Dressing up for someone - makes me happy
* Having a job that would use my potential - makes me happy
* Curling up with someone special after a long day - makes me happy
* Wiggling my toes in the sand - makes me happy
* Traveling to new places - makes me happy
* Meeting new people with many different backgrounds and views - makes me happy
* Spending a quiet afternoon reading - makes me happy
* A an ice cold beer on a sweltering summer day by my pool - makes me happy
* Hearing from someone I haven't heard from in a while - makes me happy
* Spending time on the water - makes me happy
* Waking up to a blanket of snow - makes me happy
* Having a clean and organized house - makes me happy
* An occasional meal cooked just for me - makes me happy
* Spending the day in the garden with my grandmother - makes me happy
* Having someone to share my passions with - (would) make(s) me happy
* Cardio overdrive - makes me happy
* Exhaustion that brings about a full night's sleep - makes me happy
* Not having to work so hard to make/keep others happy - makes me happy
* Having my dad as my biggest fan at competitions- makes me happy
* Being proud of my brother and sister’s accomplishments - makes me happy
* Sipping coconut milk that was cut down just for me from a sweet Puerto Rican just to swoon me and show me his axe skills - makes me happy
* Being with a man who makes you laugh – makes me happy
* Ripe tomatoes from my own garden that I grew - make me happy
* Cooking an exceptionally yummy and healthy meal - makes me happy
* Knowing that there are (few) people who find me special - makes me happy
* Financial stability - makes me happy
* Buying things to make others happy - makes me happy
* Making Kennedy Emily and Marisa laugh so hard they snort - makes me happy
* Singing an old song from start to finish despite my tone deafness - makes me happy
* Hoping some day to know someone that likes me for who I am, doesn't stereotype me or want me to change - makes me happy
* Having someone to talk to without holding back - makes me happy
* Being included in someone's life - makes me happy
* Being spontaneous - makes me happy
* Being of help when I can - makes me happy
* Trying something new - makes me happy
* Finding something I've lost - makes me happy
*A long passionate kiss from a man who can’t get enough – makes me happy
* Helping Isaiah with his homework and seeing the “ah ha” moment – makes me happy
* Seeing 32’s everywhere makes me feel as if I have someone looking out for me- makes me happy
*Listening to my parent’s music playing throughout their house – makes me happy
*Watching Abi Ava and Alizabeth play nicely – makes me happy
*Clean laundry and empty trash cans –make me happy
*The lingering scent of my shampoo when I take my hair down after a workout –makes me happy
* A pretty sundress, oversized sunglasses, a nice tan and French peds – make me happy
* The last call of the night after a long day – makes me happy
* A killer sunset – makes me happy
* A beautiful sunrise – makes me happy
* Brushing, flossing, and bleaching my teeth – makes me happy
*Hearing from Kennedy’s teacher that when asked who her hero is she said me- makes me happy
* A man in black- makes me happy
* The scent of a man – makes me happy
* Praying a sweet prayer – makes me happy
* Having faith in God – makes me happy
* My degrees, my education and all of that hard work – makes me happy
* My new found love of watches – makes me happy
* Happy Endings – make me happy

Insomnia and Virginity

It's claimed that the cause of Sir Isaac Newton's acute insomnia was sexual frustration.


He died a virgin.


(So, what, he was up masturbating all night?)

(You'd think a man of his stature and success would be able to get himself some.)

(just sayin'.)

Now, go have sex or you risk sleeplessness!!!

I wish I had more time

......to spend with friends, family, just in general people I like. One of the things I like about this break from real life (ha!) called winter break, is that everyone has time. Time to do things, time to hang-out, go out, volunteer, be together, be stupid, has a common mission to save the world. (raises fist into the air.)

Okay, so I'm the only one who really believes the world can be changed, but still, my point is that when you hit a certain age, say 22-23, definitely by 24, your time starts to slip away. Your life is taken over by life. Life no longer consists of going out and being with friends, or at least not much past happy hour, it now consists of jobs, careers, weddings, babies, and being in bed around 10:30 to repeat it all again the next day. You know, the real world. Opposed to the one MTV presents of sex in hot tubs and going out and getting plastered every night while staying in a rent-free penthouse suite. Sure, that's just a New Years' Eve night for me, but I realize this is not the case for most people!

Saturday night Brandi and I hit the local lounge, then went to a local live music venue to enjoy six (some good, some bad) bands. We didn't plan to stay very long. Famous last words. We closed it down. We laughed, remembered, talked of old and promised to make new times together. My dearest friend whom I've known since I was 19. The friend who knows my history because she was there with me when it happened. The person I am comfortable with, can be with, not feel judged, or misunderstood. That's an awesome feeling to have. When I told her I am guarded, she laughed. She doesn't know that side of me. In the end I am glad we had the time together we did, and that I had time with all of the friends, and former co-workers, because gosh, I had no idea how much I was missed and what kind of impact I had on people...but that's another day....Time. We could all use a little more of it, no?