Some people say I done alright for a girl

A smile I found. I'm wise enough to know not everything is always about me although it's definitely more fun and interesting to think that it is. I like my life, that woman be damned!

I absolutely love the song Brand New Key. It only helps that I've seen Rasputina and Dolly Parton cover it live. It's become my new mantra while I munch rice cakes and applesauce. Deep breathing exercises and forgiveness (that's me the next 2 weeks). And no alcohol or anything. Must. get gut. in order. But that's okay. I've gone longer sans l'alcool --(and that reminds me, I had no idea, but marathon reading Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Hell's Angels, and Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail are definitely helping. I'm so glad I gave up the drugs when I gave up the boys. I think it's only fun to read Thompson with a clean head)-- It's probably my time to DD anyway. The reward is a private brewery tour at Diamond Bear. Justin, I've got your number and it's up!

Burn is healing although I'm leaving a glistening trail of antibiotic ointment wherever I go. Nice.


Starting to party plan for the 1st Annual Wilson Holiday Fancy Party is getting me excited. I love entertaining and our house was so built for it. Hopefully we can get the broken couch replaced by then. No one likes to sit in the crack. Hopefully all my new chef, sous chef, restauranteur friends (go Beachboard!) will appreciate my humble crab dips and cheese balls. Somehow I think the party won't be all about the food. Trust that the irony is not lost on me that I have traded in men who paint for men who cook. If I can just get myself sponsored...

Piano fun times. I'm learning how to jam! (yes, one can download books on how to jam-isn't that terribly wonderful!?!)