Years Are Happy and New

Okay, before I get started, here are some favorites that R. and I both share, and mainly from reality shows.

Gabe from Braxtons Family Values and Peter and Apollo from The Real Housewives of Atlanta

My blog was created to be a glimpse into my life...so here goes: I have just finished a bowl of delicious soup that R. made a couple of days ago. Also enjoying a glass of Moscato (the favorite, thanks to Arica). The Braxtons Family Values is on the tv. I am sitting in the rear wing of the house. Yes, I have moved. I think this room would be called the media room or family room. R. is in their bedroom, sleep? resting up to go downtown to take pictures for New Years. Everyone else that resides here is out celebrating the coming new year. Except Morgan. She is in the garage. Now, no doubt, in the attic that she somehow keeps getting up into. I am supposed to wake R. up at 9.

A few minutes ago, I trimmed up my hair: trying to let it grow ou

t one

last time, maybe visions of dreads or twists in my future before I feel I am too old to sport that look.

There have been ups and downs...but I think mostly ups. Like R

. said earlier, I havent been tested lately. But actually my whole evolving, the move, the new relationship after the failure of the old, all these things have been tests, at least to my way of thinking. And I think I have done pretty damned good considering that I have put myself out here in a way that I never thought I would, dealing with people and situations that I shouldnt have to deal with, but did for the ultimate goal of total happiness. I am doing super fucking great, please excuse the language. And I will let you in on a little secret: I will continue to do great things in the new year.

As always, I hope to write more regularly, live more alert, continue to discover what makes Mike get up in the morning and I intend to exhibit a hell of a lot of love, starting with myself.