Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Beauty is the Night

Tonight I watched the moon rise, glowing like a beacon of winter.

I couldn't help but wish that I could ride up on a moonbeam,

touch the craters that live on her surface.

Miles away I would be from everything around me.

I don't think I would mind the solitude...

at all.

happy Nooner

Wow, for a moment I was distracted by David Cassidy. Naturally the song "I think I love you" is playing in my head. Let's wish for the best that I'll be able to blog coherently with his voice making whoopie in my brain.

Jeezzz... how dramatic is that?

It's been a nice for days here in ole L'ton. Mild weather and the buttercups are blooming. So far no tulips but give them another week. I feel alive today. And am happy no winter storms are raging. According to our Mayor...who dropped by to pick up his photo order this morning..there will be March storms. I wanted to point out that the ground hog had predicted an early spring, but figured I shouldn't contradick..I mean dict the leading political figure in L'ton...especially before he hands me his check.

I dropped my cell phone in the parking lot this morning came apart. I put it together but fear I will have to purchase a new one. Guess that's one way to find an excuse to buy a new one.

The courthouse is a block from the studio. I can hear part of phone conversations from people who have just gotten out of court, discussing their 'trash' with someone on their cell phones. Right now there's a chick dissing her baby's daddy for not paying child support. She's sitting in her car parked in front of the studio and talking loudly to someone on the phone. The door's open and every word she says or rather semi-screams because her cell phone reception sucks floats through the glass and into the studio.

Been rather busy this past week and weekend, so I haven't had time to blog. Sorry about that. I'm sort of happy that life keeps me busy. I remember a time when all I did was spend time online goofing off.

I'm a member of an adult community that has blogs. When I feel sexy, I blog something erotic. Since I suffer from time restraints, I don't go through all the blogs, just the ones that are sexy. As with any community, there are clutters of bloggers who regularly comment on each others' posts and discuss each other between them. So far, I've managed to stay out of that, because as usual with opinionated people there is arguing and fighting. It reminds me of some of my early yahoo days and I look back now and am a bit ashamed. Makes me want to email one person whom I had hard feelings at for years and apologize. I bet she would shit, so I won't do it, but then again, I just may if I feel an urgency to do so. I do think that if we hadn't of gotten off on the wrong foot, we might have been friends.

There is one thing I did do a few weeks ago. Made peace with Doug. It's part of forgiving others who have caused pain. How else will you be able to enjoy a life rich with love, if you don't purge your soul of bad karma? We're not friends, but we arent' enemies either. I think we can co-exist in this world knowing that there is proper closure to the end of our 'relationship/friendship'.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

I think I love you...

Heard a radio interview with David Cassidy yesterday morning...and I can't get this song out of my head.

I think I love you...

David Cassidy

Just don't tell Donny Osmond!

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Toothless in L'ton

Ben lost his first baby tooth.

Clearing the Skies

This morning my brother and I went to breakfast. It was very cloudy and gray. I was afraid it would be like this all day but in the last few hours the clouds and mist were burned off by the sun, shining so brightly. I'm glad. Have to drive to Fayetteville after work and hate to do it in messy weather.

Feel bad for a friend of mine who got word today that the girl he was madly in love with over a year ago had gotten married this past weekend. He wrote me about it. It's always awkward when you hear news like can't help but feel some sort of sorrow because that's a chapter in your life that's closed now. He said "Well, Happy Valentine's to me!" when he heard the news. I told him not to let it ruin his day. That is was her lost that she didn't realize the gem she held.

There's always a special place in your heart for old loves. And if the love is meant to be, it will return. I know this for a fact.
The Candy Heart You Should Give Is:

To: John
From: Sherrie

Hey J...looks like my Candy Heart has a mind of its own. Happy Valentine's Day.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Pre-V Day

I had a great weekend. The weather was mild. ACC Basketball was on. Al and I watched some games. I cooked some great tasting food.

And he and I talked. We discussed a lot of things that have been going on with us and came to some conclusions--that we love each other deeply. And no problem was too difficult to overcome. He made me cry, because I never thought he would ever get on 'that' level of intimacy--the level where you can open up and say what matters without fear of rejection or fear of revealing too much of your soul. He did.

I called him on my way to work this morning to say hi and to see how he was feeling. His diverticulitis was acting up last night. He asked what I wanted for Valentine's Day. I told him that I already had it. I had him and I had love. That's all I wanted.
We said some mushy stuff to each other and then hung up.

But it's true. I know Valentine's Day is the day to proclaim your love to others. But shouldn't every day be like this... I think so.

Friday, February 09, 2007

What Sherrie Means

S is for Spiritual

H is for Heavenly

E is for Earthy

R is for Revolutionary

R is for Rare

I is for Intelligent

E is for Energetic

story running around my head.

while I was in the shower, I had a mental image of white geese wearing bonnets. I know that's crazy and a boy hiding in a weeping willow tree while a woman yells at the geese.

As I lathered my hair with vivid scents of spring flowers, I wondered what made the woman yell at the geese and why were they wearing bonnets. And the boy, was he her son or just a kid hiding in the tree watching her and the geese?

As I got ready for work, a story formed. And I realized I have a novel for this Nov. So I took notes while I sipped my morning coffee and ate a bran muffin.

My muse works best when wet.

Blue Winter

The night heralds windsong,
the breath of frost on skin.
I sit quiet and listen
to the majestic promise
of icy fingers on flesh.

I have woven summer's rays
of lust and sunlight
into a blanket of salty kisses
to trail over the curves
of your shoulder, erasing chills.

Winter sings loud the defeat of
a hot spicy day; mere memories now.
But I believe that if you
kiss me, man of cinnamon and fire,
winter will sing spring eternal

Thursday, February 08, 2007


Anna Nicole Smith Died today!!!!
I feel sorry for her new baby... and the battle over her that will take place now.

The J-Man on Air

Plug time... (trumpet sounds)

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especially from 9 am to 2 pm. That's when my buddy Jeff Diamond is on air.
He's all that and a cookie!

To register, click on the listen live link of the homepage and follow the prompts in the script window. Once you register your info, you'll be asked to sign in and once you do that, you've got two options: to listen online or to check out the contests.

It's so easy a Caveman can do it... (sorry geico)

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

What Your Dreams Mean...

Your dreams seem to show that you're a very well adjusted and happy person.

Overall, you are very content in your life.

You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.

You secretly want to hide your dreams from your waking mind.

Wow..not the answer I thought I would get

(when did I become so mature???)
You Follow Your Head

You're rational, collected, and logical.
Generally, it takes you quite a while to fall in love.
In fact, you've even been accused of being very picky.
While you're cool, you're not ice cold.
You just know what you want, and don't mind waiting to get it.

The Big Game

I've been told by several people that Duke vs Carolina is the big ACC game of the week. When it comes to the ACC basketball, I'm promiscuous. I go with whatever team catches my fancy. Tonight, I think I'll go with Carolina. Don't tell my brother, the die-hard Duke fan.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Potter 7 Book wars

As most of us who are Harry Potter fans know...they've set a release date for the book. July 21, 2007.

And so the pre-order wars begin. I got the first email from Barnes and Noble. I can a pre-ordered copy for $20.99 and save 40% off the cover price. The next email was from Amazon. I can get a pre-ordered copy for $18.89 and save 40% off the cover price. I think I'll hold out for $17.99. That's not too much to ask. I'm betting Walmart will email me with that price.

I sort of dread reading the book. It probably won't end like I want it too. And if it doesn't end with style, there will be a bad taste in my mouth that will ruin the series for me for ever and ever...



We've got cold rain. Fayetteville had snow this morning. Al called early to inform me. He had on the weather channel and told me that Lumberton was on the cusp and probably wouldn't get any snow or ice. We haven't.

But...the public schools in Robeson county are closed. I'm like...WHY? It's only cold rain. Yes, it could have turned into ice easily but it didn't. What are we going to do if it snows? Migrate to Mexico?

I've been depressed this week over a personal issue. Some of you know about it and those that are by chance reading this and are wondering what it is...well, it's ...personal.

But I'm feeling better today, inspite of the wet weather.

I hope da Bears kick Colt Ass on Sunday. Going to hang out with Al. Guess we'll cook wings or the game. I'll probably miss the next segment of HBO's Rome. I told my brother this week that it looks like the main characters will be killed off one by one, since this is the last season and we all know how it ends.

Found a notebook of pieces of stories I've written..little segments of a greater story waiting to unfold. I amaze myself sometimes at how well I write. As I was reading, I kept wondering how I found the voices that speak from the story. I really believe these voices are lurking in the shadows, waiting for an ear to whisper into. Glad mine was the chosen one.

Mom made an Eggnog cake last night. She was at the house for a while. And she left 80% of it there. I ate a piece this morning with my coffe. When my sister came by to drop William off (like I said earlier, school's out and she needed to find a place for him to hang out...he's hanging with Uncle John), I gave her a big chunk of it. My brother won't eat it. He hates anything beyond plain vanilla. It's not a bad cake. Good with a decent cup of java. Not my choice to make but hey, I'm not gonna complain. Thanks Mom.

I thought Robert would pop in my mind frequently, but he hasn't. John said a guy called over the weekend and I'm guessing it was him. I asked John what he told the guy. He said, "I told him you rarely were here on weekends and to call back Monday after 7 pm." Funny, but he ususally tells any male that calls that I'm "at Al, her boyfriend's house." I didn't ask why he didn't this time. Its not that I want to talk to Robert. Part of me wants to see put closure to the old feelings of longing he left behind. But what good would it do... I can't do anything about it in reality. No amount of explanations or excuses could remove the hollow that lived in my heart for so long. It's not there anymore. Al's pretty well filled it. But still, something lives where he used to...just can't place it yet. Maybe I'll let it slip away before a label can be tagged to it.

Work's been ok. I'm staying busy and the studio is starting to get more settings and weddings. Dad's still driving me nuts but I'm able to ignore it and continue working at a steady pace. Trying not to let myself get bogged down again with useless dribble like I have this past year.