And partly its the boots but mostly its my chi. You know, taken out of context I must seem so strange. This is my winter song to you. The storm is coming soon;. It rolls in from the sea. My voice, a beacon in the night;. My words will be your light. To carry you to me. They say that things just cannot grow. Or so I have been told. Just like a distant star. This is my winter song.

Saturday, January 7, 2017. Eight years ago, when Barack Obama was elected President, Americans waited expectantly to see if he would, or even could, live up to his grandiose claims. Outgoing President Bush said little and made the transition as smooth as possible. For four years every misstep and every foul ball was the fault of George W. All the saints in heaven could not have done any better claimed our new President. For four long years President Obama took responsibility for nothing.

Most recent journal entries recorded in Cranky Girls. Friday, January 5th, 2007. For all the world to see how you cheated on me and hurt me emotionally and physically. I pray that you will never hurt another but I know because you are good looking and charming, another prey will fall trap in your web of lies. Someday a greater power will judge you but until that time I will let the world know my story.

Reason 1,567 why Im not on Facebook . Aussie guys get bashed again. 160;Monday, August 24, 2009.