Welcome Back to me!! My computer has been "on vacation" since last Friday, so I was on "vacation" from my blog. Boy, did I ever miss this.... but, I am ready to go again, even though I have a headache the size of Vermont and desperately need to lie down for a little while.

I have heard nothing from Roger all week. I don't really think I expected to. But, all things being Roger in this blog, I have some devilishly and delightfully good news that I would love to share with him and that he would thoroughly enjoy and bask in hearing, but I guess, that's his loss now. Too bad for him, I guess I get to enjoy this all by myself. Perhaps, that is how I was intended to deal with it all along. After all, it just goes to show....

Three people I knew for my entire lifetime have come to pass since I have written last. I attended the funeral of one today. There was not a dry eye in the house. It was all so surreal at times, but it was a beautiful service. Perhaps the crying has made me that much more sleepy.

I am trying out a new project with the help of some friends. Seems there is alot of interest in my blog and my way with words. Somebody wants to look into getting me published. Not necessarily about this particular blog but more along the lines of a true version of David and Goliath.

But that isn't the news. I can't share it online. It would pertain just to him. Speaking of, he just came on and I suppose saw me and jumped right off. Some things never change, do they?
I wonder, do men who never really grow up ever get tired of being boys? Probably has a hot date, wonder if it's with that internet skank? You know, come to think of it, when he was driving me home last week he started telling me about all the great things he did last summer, boating, parties, gambling, fishing, everything. Then he told me that I turned into an angry woman these last few months. How could I not have? Granted I could have made better choices with how I dealt with my anger, but I was homeless, alone, scared, frightened, depressed, broken-hearted and poor, not too mention sick with this blood disorder thing, but to him I was angry. I can't figure it out. I truly believe that anyone would be angry in those circumstances as well. I will pray for him as I long as I have breath in my body. I think he needs prayers more than me sometimes.

Well, that's it for now. I really am tired and should lie down, I might have to go out later for a bit.

Ciao my friends, until we meet again.