I have proof. I began Blogging before the trend was well known. I began this one over a year ago, but have not added to it much. I read Blogs of other people and am so impressed with the writing of young adults. And here I am, a frustrated writer, hiding in this spot that no one sees.
A lot has happened in this year. Things I can write about and things I should not write about. Spent three weeks in England and Scotland this year.
The sky is cloudy and earlier the leaves were twirling around as if they were caught up in a whirlwind.
Saw Bernstein and the IJBC on Tuesday. It was a fantastic show. When I got to the Iota Club and Cafe I heard my name called. It was Natalie and Chris from the DB eskimo list. Then Bernstein came in with the band. I got a little hug and a kiss on the top of my head. Nat helped me pose Rupert with the band. The one of Bernstein was the best.
The show was great and the band was happy. I forgot to pay my bill at the bar, but will try to make it up sometime. I called the bar and they called back but didn't return my second call. I feel bad, but not bad enough to drive there after work.
Things on the homefront - my brother's ex wife got evicted from her house. Mom says she trashed it pretty bad. How can someone forget to pay the bills? She claims she didn't know what happened. Dean's niece is still with the guy her father and uncle dislike. They threaten that if she marries him he will go down the aisle with broken bones because they will get to him first. She won't be at Christmas this year, as she is going to his family somewhere in a tacky state. I met him and didn't like him much, but she is an adult now and should be allowed to make her own decisions.
I have been dealing with male egos so much lately I want to join a convent. From work things to friends to home life. Why can't men admit that they are not perfect and get on with it?