I'm a writer. Whether I am any good or anything is ever even published, I'm a writer, it's what I do. It's how I think. I have thoughts that flow through this muddled mind all day long. Sometimes they just have to come out. Unfortunately I don't feel like I can put all of my thoughts here because of a breach of trust from someone I called friend. Never the less, all of the writing thoughts still flow. My counselor said maybe there is a brilliant author trapped somewhere inside...I'm thinking maybe just a nut trapped inside. I had to do something with all the thoughts so I started writing them on my mirror when ever I had them.I've decided it looks a little mad scientist. I can't even see myself well enough to do my hair or put makeup on. I guess I will have to revert to something a little more logical. Like maybe a notebook. Who woulda thunk it....Jeff, that's who.

Yes, I am aware it has passed...

but that face it too cute not to share.

I found the new perfect spot for photos at the zoo. Unfortunately I got there at just the right time for lighting and shadow issues.

Trip to the zoo

I love this picture of my sweet little man.

Polar Bear Polar Bear

The love of reading runs deep in this family.

Again today I got into a size 4 jean, zipped up and still able to breathe, quite comfortable thank you. This can't be right. As much as I would like to be excited about the size 4 I can see myself and I certainly don't look that small. On top of that my wedding dress was a size 6 and I am about 18 pound heavier than I was then. I think the clothing industry has compensated for the ego of we overweight Americans. I guess I'll take my size four and be happy about it without wondering what size this would have really made me nine years ago.