Michele

Aaron is a good guy. Dark, handsome, physically fit....funny, smart (thinks I'm a brilliant business woman.....)(well, maybe just gullible LOL)...likes to let his hair down and have a good time, and is a hard worker.....he has dimples, I think, too. Great smile - outstanding smile, as a matter of fact. Have at him, Lisa....lol.... If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Lis- More likely it will be Sunday....I have clients on Saturday, unless something changes..... (BTW, got your e-mail, and had to forward it to about 5 people. Very funny....) If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Ohmigod, Wildblue, you are adorable! (misinformed, but adorable nonetheless!) (No, GroundZero, don't worry, I know you weren't calling me a dog....and yes, tomorrow may be brighter - it almost couldn't get worse than today - nearly 15K walked out the door.....) O.K., after a meal and three glasses of wine (no beer at home, and I was not going to subject myself to the world to go get some - so I opened a bottle of pinot grigio instead....), a decent dinner, and a long soak in the tub, I am beginning to feel somewhat human again. I turned off the pager (which seems to be working fine now, thank you very much), and talked to a friend of mine - another realtor in the area. He is intrigued by my expression on my jump photos, so we are going to go to lunch, and I think I can talk him into a tandem....and yes, ladies, he is a good looking guy (not for me, though, so have at him) anyone jumpping at Perris this Sunday? I need a day in the sky. I just won't tell my Dr!!!!!!! Thanks everyone for the reassurances - and the encouragement. Today was a really tough one. But it's OVER now....

Shades of my ex.....(shudders racing up and down my spine) - and my day just gets worse and worse; now Viking is cross dressing..... If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

My alarm fails to work this morning, so I start out behind the eightball. I slug back a cuppa joe, and manage to get the clothes on my back and out the door. Nearly killed by a truck jumping a red light and barreling across the intersection in front of me, but no biggie...in this case, a miss is as good as a mile. I'm still smiling - little do I know the day has just begun.... Make it to the office, and discover the phone systems are down, as is the computer system (because it runs off phone lines....) so I can't retrieve my messages that I didn't know I had, because my pager mysteriously hasn't been working... Get another cup of coffee, the phones come up, and find that a client I have been working with wants to withdraw her offer because of something another party to the contract said. So I process that, and turn in the papers for another deal. The phone rings, and this new person has gotten cold feet, and is withdrawing their offer, too...and there goes 60 hours of work between the two of them..... Across the office, two women get into it, screaming and yelling and crying, and two of us step in and move them off - they were ready to smack each other. Sit them down, find out what's going on, and try to remedy the situation. No soap. One is threatening to quit, and the other is threatening to quit if the other one doesn't. And these two were friends.... The receptionist is having a hard time with the phones, lots of dropped calls, so she's ready to lynch someone. Two of the three copiers break. Then someone spills soda all over the keyboard in the computer room, so the tech has to be called. He'll come when he can. Someone locked themselves out of their office, someone else locks the communal file cabinet, someone locks themselves out of their car; at least the locksmith is on his way. But he takes 3 hours to get there..... My lunch date fails to show, and calls an hour later, saying he forgot...and I, of course, have brought nothing to eat, and no cash in my wallet to buy something...so I don't eat.........Snide nasty comments are flying in the office, between people who normally are the sweetest, most patient folk around. There is a 3 car pile up outside in the street, and the UPS guy doesn't ever show. I catch an outside broker in a flat out lie, and call him on it. He gets mad and hangs up on me. I go to my broker, and he and I can't get anything straightened out - hit with a blockade, stonewalling because they think I'm just gonna go away..............HHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAA that's a $3,000 lie, and I want my money!!!!!!!!!! Our assistant broker was walking through the office, shaking his head, calling it "Bloody Monday", and asks me if it's a full moon. I shake my head. I have no idea what is happening, but something is totally off. It's time- I can't take the negativity in the office - I'm out of there. Get to my car, and get into the street - and in the 1.5 miles it takes to get from my office door to my home, I nearly get hit twice, and almost run over someone who darts out into the street. Then, I walk into the house, and the cat has managed to miss the litter box, and the fish has died. I need a beer...... Anyone else experiencing "Bloody Monday"? Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Viking, I know how big you are. Tell her too bad, let her be angry, and bundle her into the car and take her in. Sometimes, you have to not care what someone thinks, if you're doing it in their best interest. Old bones are fragile bones. Old people break really easily. If she fell, she needs to be looked at by a professional. Something obviously got hurt, or she would be able to use that arm. Do it, Viking. Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

There was an interesting case about a man dropping a child (8 y/o) off in the middle of the Mojave desert - I believe he was convicted on attempted murder.....not including child endangerment, etc....it was the reasonable expectation that the child would die - but a trucker saw him, and picked the child up. I don't know about attempted murder in this instance - poss. attempt vehicular manslaughter, though. I think it would depend on which would carry the toughest sentence - vehic. manslaughter or Assault w/deadly... either way, I think there are more charges which can be brought against this idjit..and should be... Chuck - heal soon! If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Hi, Chuck. First, sorry about your injury. You'll heal, you'll lift yourself out of the hole, and you will be o.k. in the long run. Like someone said, enjoy the drugs (legal now, you know), and rest up, spend time with your little one, and bring the vents here... But in thinking about it, in CA there would be lots of charges that particular DUI would be facing.... ~Assault on a PO ~Assault w/ a deadly weapon ~Attempt to Evade ~DUI (duh.........) ~Mayhem (assault with intent to injure, maim, deform...) And those are just off the top of my head.... I'd talk to the DA and see what other charges could be thrown at him - you may not get any money, but you'd get a serious idjit off the streets for a time.....

O+ here, too... I'll find a day to take off and drive outthere, if needed. My blood is his. Let me know. Ciels, Pinks and prayers- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Thanks, Billy - and pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Struggle with fear? Hmmmmmm....sounds familiar.... (I changed the title of your post just a tad....again...) Hang in, Katie - you'll do fine. And while fear is there, so is the joy and excitement. I so very well know this....lol.... Good job, and congratulations! Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Many thoughts your way, Chuck, and mostly condolences to the family, and the extended family at Opilika. You and the rest are in my prayers. Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

[loud stage whisper]Pssssst...Lummy? The plural of "y'all" is "all y'all"....y'hear?[/loud stage whisper] And great wonderful day to everyone, regardless of religion or faith.... Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

It's finding out you need surgery, and your question is "when can I jump again"? (My dr just looked at me..."we've been 'round that tree, Michele", says he...) Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Hi, Dick... Having perused your website, I can honestly say I know very little about you (). Several tag suggestions (and if I win, you can donate the cost of a case to JFTC)...

Yes, I trust my Dr. Yes, UCLA Eye Hospital is one of the best around. Yes, I will make sure you guys are up-to-date. Dr. thinks we will do it in about 3 weeks - maybe sooner. His willingness to wait reassures me about the nature of this...thing...but it is because I will be trying to get insurance before that, so I can actually financially survive this. I can't thank you enough for the posts - it *is* a family here, and I thank you all for understanding and holding my hand. I have only told my brother and not my parents. I really appreciate the concern, and the happy thoughts, and the pixie dust (that's the one which works - pixie dust!). I'll be flying soon..... Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

My life has been going as expected, recovering from eye surgery and getting busy getting my feet back underneath me financially and with work. Life's starting to get back to normal, starting to move forward, starting to get some plans happening, etc..... I go to my opthamologist today for my follow-up exam, just making sure the eye is healing fine. It's been a bit sore, but I figure no biggy, I have been working a lot recently, reading contracts and so forth, I just need to take a break.....or glasses.... Then Dr. takes out this little thin thin thin wire needle, and fills a syringe with saline. He pokes the needle into the side of my eye, squirts saline in it, and says "huh." Never good to hear that from a Dr. He repeats this procedure, three more times, and all he says is "huh"... I have to have additional surgery as soon as possible. I have a small cyst?tumor?growth? in my lacrimal duct. I am not a happy camper. He figures it will be a week in a dark house, and 3-5 weeks of recovery, before he will even consider me jumping. Not to mention the financial set backs (insurance? who has insurance????????) and no income whatsoever during that time. I have an appointment with the UCLA Eye Hospital next week, for a second opinion. I already know the answer, though. My Dr. interned there. I am not a happy girl. No, I am decidedly not happy. I am, in fact, rather scared. If you are of the praying kind, I could use a little sent my way. If not, a little happy thought would be nice, too......(o.k., I am really scared. He won't tell me it's not cancer. It probably isn't, but he won't say that for sure). Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

It's the whole damned thing, Chromie! Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Use the bombs as they appear. Then click like crazy to stay ahead of the game....... If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Top 5: Dune series The Stand, Stephen King In Search of Schrodinger's Cat Madelaine L'Engles' A Wrinkle in Time series (Meg rawks!) Book(s) Most recently Finished (read since the beginning of February) Why They Kill Sexual Homicides: Patterns and Motives The Stand Bag of Bones Currently reading Executive Orders (Tom Clancy) IT (Stephen King) A Return to Love and A Woman's Worth I could go on - depending on my mood, I have different and most favorite books. My favorite to read to my nephew just before bed is "Where the Sidewalk Ends", for example..... Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

There are some really great shots there. None of me, but hey, I wasn't on the record attempt!

Regarding the lack of votes (and yes, I did)....dont forget about all the anonymous/non-registerd and lurker folks out there who read but don't post.... Ciels and Pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Ever wonder why I don't look like my Father? I was adopted. I was given up for adoption at birth, with some physical issues (problem with my leg, problem keeping food down). I spent some time in foster care, with a nurse as my "foster mother". But then she gave me to another family, and then I came home to my adoptive family. I was too young to actually remember it, but I will tell you the after effects are still with me. As a child, I didn't care who cuddled me, as long as their heart beat in my ear. I didn't care who put me to bed, as long as the good night kiss was given, and I would wake to the same person in the morning. I didn't care who made dinner, or washed my clothes, or kissed my booboos (read that word carefully LOL), as long as someone did. I recall spending hours staring in the mirror, wondering who I looked like. I would look at women and wonder if they were my mother. You all have stories about being brought home from the hospital. I have stories of being brought home from the adoption agency. Adoption is not an easy thing - parenting is not an easy thing. But my parents did everything they could to establish a sense of history for me. The adoption papers say I was English and Dutch, so we studied the history of England and Holland. My brother was Irish and Italian, and we studied the history of Italy and Ireland. (As an adult, I searched and found my birth family. I found out I was Scots/Irish and American Indian. So much for that! LOL, but Dad and Mom tried). When it came time for school, it was discovered I was adopted. I spent twelve fucking years being told by my peers that I was unwanted, unloved, and that I was trash, thrown away, an accident. I spent those years hearing that I was not good enough to keep. No amount of ignoring them helped, nor did fighting. I was rejected because I was "different". I remember someone telling me, earnestly explaining, that nothing in the animal kingdom ever abandoned their young except when there was a physical defect, and it was a threat to the "herd". I had the feeling for years that I was a detriment to the "herd", and should have been left to die. Not fun for a 10 year old. Then my mother left my father, they divorced and it was messy, and yet another round of rejection, both from self and peers, set in. How horrible was that for me at 14 years old? To this day I have serious self-esteem issues. Self -worth issues. But am I better off then someone who had been left in the system? Absolutely. Totally. Undoubtedly. Do I think gay people should be allowed to adopt? YES!!!!!!! Emphatically so. If it takes one child out of the system, puts them in a home where they are loved, I don't care what the parent's sexual orientation is - it is love, love, love. A child is to be cherished. There is no cherishing in the foster home system - only wondering where you will be the next day. Still at that home? Or with someone else, a new home, new people, new environment? Kids will be cruel. As Bill Von stated, whatever makes you different will get you picked on. That's no excuse for denying a child a consistency they need to develop and grow. The constant fear of where you will be tomorrow is far greater than anything I experienced, or anything a child of a gay couple will experience. The adopted child has a chance, a slight chance, of being secure and knowing they can get a hug, a meal, a bed, and love, love, love. The child in the system knows none of that. Let anyone who can afford to keep a roof over the head of a child adopt that child. Let the child be loved. Let the child be loved. Please let the child be loved. Ciels and pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Damnit! How come I must can't win here? First, on that "are you a serial killer" thing, I score a 4. 4. Not dangerous, not even a little bit. Not me...... And now, on this test, it shows I am not sexually dangerous, either. For pete's sake, I scored a 55.9% . AND I ANSWERED HONESTLY (which may have been a mistake! Shit, I better start lying, or something. For pete's sake, I am not Pollyanna, or Mary Poppins or anything. I just can't win. Gawd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am going to go sulk..... Ciels and pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~

Let's see...which magazines do I get....hmmmmm.....trying to figure that one out.......um...yeah! Parachutist and that's it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ciels and pinks- Michele If you really want to, you can seize the day; if you really want to, you can fly away... ~enya~