"Writing can be a pretty desperate endeavor, because it is about some of our deepest needs: our need to be visible, to be heard, our need to make sense of our lives, to wake up and grow and belong."
Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird

I sent this quote to my lovely friend Glenda. She is thinking of blogging, and this sums it up! Can't wait to visit her blog.

I don't get to respond to all the comments made on here. Time is not on my side most of the time. Please know that I appreciate everything said or thought. I love the feedback. I've only been creeped out once (!), and I got very mad once. The mad one prompted my Manifesto which I later deleted. I allowed someone to poison me, and then I spewed it out on my porch. Had to get the hose out and clean things up. I'll probably do it again, knowing me, so stay tuned and all.

As far as the people that are "followers" go, I am so psyched! I follow several blogs as well, and it is so cool when your little number goes up. It's like when Forrest Gump was running and people liked it. That's me. Just running. Because I just want to.

This post would not be complete without some reference or declaration of love for my Hot Fudge Sundae. The most gorgeous man I have ever known. I miss him terribly, but tomorrow, baby!!! My God, I am out there. Don't try to save me. I have jumped out of the plane. Screw the parachute.

Joy to everybody. Either give it to someone, or bask in it.