Much thanks

So today I get to feel like Lea Kelley for a bit. Though if only I could articulate just half as well, but in any case…

Thank you for…

My older sister, without whom I would have gone crazy a long time ago

My boyfriend, my fellow weirdo, cheerleader and constant enabler

A president I can believe in

People who do not sacrifice what they believe is right no matter what happens to them

Generosity and kindness. It still exists. We’re too busy focusing on the negative to see those small selfless deeds others do throughout the day.

Soy Milk. Seriously, just tried it for the first time today. Now, it’s official. I’m in love with anything soy.

That Holly Jr. has finally selected a college. Yay!!!

My mother and father. We’ve had rocky times, but despite everything, they do love me, and that I know I can’t take for granted.

Phillip Roth. Why did it take me so long to discover him?

All of the optimists out there. If we keep on going we may be able to finally convert all those naysayers to our side.

A steady job (even if it does make me want to scream on a daily basis).

Friends. Incredibly grateful for the people in my life. They keep me smiling.

A part-time gig at the local paper. I didn’t realize how much I missed reporting.

Good health. For me and my family.

And lastly…

My fellow bloggers. Really, you keep me sane.

There’s a lot more I’m sure, but I don’t want to bore you. Hope everyone has a fabulous day!

Tell me your secrets and I’ll tell you mine

Interested aren’t you? What is it about a secret that’s so tantalizing? It gets the blood pumping. and makes you feel, somehow special, powerful.You know something that you must guard from others.

Of course some secrets aren’t good and you don’t always want them, but what’s wrong with just a few harmless ones? Nothing says I. It’s the best form of adult rebellion, exhilarating, makes you feel alive.

And, it may not be as juicy as you’d like to be, but you’re keeping one of my secrets. A big one. The baby-making thing. OK, so as I said, not really juicy, but come on, tell me you don’t feel just a little bit special right now. I mean even my mother doesn’t know. Though there’s good reason for that. I mean, I doubt any of you would call me up four times a day to check on the state of my ovaries and somehow turn the entire experience into your own failure (“If I hadn’t given you these genes”). That I don’t need.

But you people have done a wonderful job. Bravo to you. Now, that I know I can trust you, maybe I’ll give you a juicy one to chew on.

See, already curious, aren’t you?