Everyone Needs to Be Heard, You Are Loved

Tonight a close friend reminded me of what a dear friend told me once,
"Mia, regardless of any and all things, you are loved."
He reminded me with things he said, things he did, and I remembered the part of the dream I was supposed to remember.

Thank you.

Personal Time Capsules

I got film developed.... Enjoy a few photos I took in June and August 08



And a few of me, perhaps?




I like how none of these show my face.

Dream a Little Gold-Lettered Dream for You

Well good day loyal followers!

I've dreamt odd things lately. Last night, I dreamt I was sharing the song 'DVNO' with someone, adamantly. Saying over and over again the beginning of the chorus ".....printed in gold." Isn't it funny how listening to a song twice ever can imprint it on your subconscious?

Anyway, this song is AWESOME.

DVNO,....printed in gold, cause details make the girls sweat.

(link is on the dots. also: MARDI GRAS, enjoy)

What's in a Name?

A rose by any other would smell as sweet.....

What about when people malign others', without giving them a chance to defend themselves?
Communication is said to be an art. I disagree.
Say what you need to say, in the gentlest way possible. Ask what you desire to ask in the most straightforward way, and then understand if it takes a while to receive an answer.
There are things I need to tell people, kindly, looking into their eyes.


I'm going to start. Before I die.

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Cars

Apparently I wanted this car when I was 17. The Honda Insight.














I *wanted* the Mustang 64 1/2 much more... but knew it wasn't totally practical.

















I really like this one, currently:






And of course, I've always wanted one of these, especially Now!

Crazy Cat-Lady Pride

Tonight I heard a story, told in a diner. Diner stories are in a class all their own. The story begins as such,

"It was probably a good thing we couldn't afford the 6 foot by 6 foot glass fresnel lens. You see, my roommates and I wanted this one. The description said it could burn through asphalt. We were planning to write our names in the pavement with it. Can you IMAGINE what this thing could burn through with the sun shining on it?"


This was my cue.
"You'd have to be careful. If a cat saw the beam of light, it might be like 'oooh, a nice patch of sun,' run over to lay in it, and..... *(insert flammability onomatopoeia here)*"

"You have a 6'x6' glass lens and the first thing she thinks of is a cat."


I am crazy cat lady. It's just true. And I'm proud.