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My life is suddenly so full [Apr. 17th, 2009|03:45 am]
[Current Mood | grateful]

I can't pinpoint the exact moment when things began to change,
or even the particular span of weeks, months, or days,
but I am so different now. Some days it's almost unbelievable.
How beautiful my life is!
Even when things get tough I have so much to give me comfort.
I have so many wonderful friends.
I adore and cherish them and they really seem to care about me, too.
I have best friends. Actually about three of them.
I have Brandon, who just gets sweeter and more considerate,
more mature, wise and wonderful every day.
I have incredible children—beautiful, miraculous little beings
who continuously grow and change in such fascinating ways.
I am so lucky Jack and Arcadia chose me to be their mother!
I have a family I love—two of them in fact.
One is the family I was born into,
the other is the one who has accepted me as an honorary member
just because they happen to find me lovable.

I have an amazingly beautiful life.
I must be doing something right.
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Some thoughts typed one-handed while feeding Cady [Jan. 1st, 2009|02:41 pm]
[Current Mood | busy]

I have but one New Year's resolution: to stop letting people who treat me badly bring me down. If someone speaks to me in a way I don't like, I may initially feel a twinge of anger, but from now on I will refuse to let it affect my overall mood. I allowed my New Year's Eve merriment last night to be seriously dampened by unpleasantness from a couple of different people. That sucked and I'm never going to let it happen again.

I have cared far too much what certain people thought of me for far too long. I need to accept the fact that some people are never going to like me no matter how hard I try.

On the lighter side of things, I hope all of my friends had a wonderful New Year's Eve. I have spent most of the day since then reflecting on the past year, the changes it brought, and the lessons I learned.

I am once again picking up the sweet-free diet I abandoned during the holidays. I have begun calling it my ascetic diet, because it involves me denying myself of most of the foods I tend to crave and it tends to bring about a sense of cognitive, spiritual, and emotional clarity. In case anyone is curious, my diet consists of eggs, plain yogurt, low sugar fruits like apples and grapefruit, and pretty much whichever vegetables I want. My sugar-saturated holiday diet resulted in the return of the brain fog I had been battling for the past year or two. I think I have reached the conclusion that when it comes to diet I may make a better ascetic than an epicure. Once I beat the sugar-induced coma again I will begin enjoying a well-deserved and high quality sweet now and then, but I refuse to live a life fueled by them anymore, a life in which I crave ice cream nightly.

One thing I learned last year: I have really great friends. My life is so much more complete with all of you in it. Thank you for being all the wonderful things that you are.

And HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone!
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Two different creatures with a similar shape [Nov. 29th, 2008|07:00 am]
[Current Mood | calm]
[Current Music |Quasi - Better Luck Next Time]

A little over a year ago, I wrote this journal entry. It's hard to believe how much has changed since then. A year ago I never would have dreamed that Garan would decide to forgive me and let me back into his life as one of his closest friends. I also think I would have found it pretty hard to believe I'd ever be as happy being the mother of two children as I am every day of my life now. And most of all, I'd have been shocked and thrilled to know that Brandon and I were fated to make it through that awful time in our relationship when we were both so filled with fear and uncertainty that we couldn't bring ourselves to talk about it or even fight about it. There were times back then when all we could do to comfort each other was lie in bed together, hold each other, and silently cry.

This is the plain and awful truth: I was ashamed to be pregnant again, not because I truly didn't want more children, but because I thought a lot of people would judge me harshly for it. I didn't want to be seen as a breeder. I didn't want to lose the esteem of people who considered me intelligent, unconventional, and cool. In order to come to grips with the situation I had allowed to befall me, I had to let go of my desire to be regarded as cool. I made a well-reasoned and purposeful effort to embrace motherhood with all my heart and soul. It was a choice, and not at all an easy one. To be honest, I feel I killed a part of myself last winter, a part of me that cherished the attention and praise of others above most other things; the part of me that wanted so much to be beautiful, talented, and maybe even envied a little.

The Brook Chang who shopped and sucked down booze and Starbucks as easily as she lived and breathed died last winter. Some people thought she was hot. Some people thought she was an asshole. Some found her annoying and dull. One or two probably cursed the day they'd first seen her stupid face. Whatever they thought—whether they liked her, envied her, or simply loathed her—when the end came, most of the people whose opinions concerned her in life didn't give a shit about her at all. In fact, only one person really seemed to take notice of her departure, and that was Brandon Morain.

Brandon watched me kill off a part of the person he fell in love with. He stood by me when I was ambivalent about keeping our baby, when I said things that made no sense, when I spent several days in bed crying over the loss of Garan from my life. And as he watched me our relationship died, too. Our love fell apart only to be gathered up and carefully pieced back together in a more elegant and enduring fashion.

In being defeated by circumstances of my own negligent, imbecilic design I got the chance to build a life I could be genuinely proud of. And in standing beside me through my struggles and heartache, Brandon learned a lesson about love he might never have learned any other way, that real love grows, evolves, shrivels and then somehow unfurls itself again, blossoming into new and unexpectedly beautiful shapes. Real love isn't about finding the perfect person and it isn't about shared interests or even compatibility. It's about valuing someone enough to want to see them get everything they want, and then doing all that is within your power to help them.

You see, our saving grace was our mutual willingness to throw in together. We two seemingly dissimilar creatures put together two hearts, two minds, two agendas, two sets of hopes and fears. Our reward was the half-mad joy we shared when we watched something entirely new come to life, begin to draw breath, and blink up at us through a single pair of eyes.

I love my husband. I know its hard for some people to understand, but I'm hoping that those of you who care about me will try a little harder. This isn't really directed towards anyone in particular (OK, maybe one person, but I'm pretty sure she never looks at Livejournal anymore), just something I thought needed saying. I remembered that awful entry from last year and I wanted to finish telling the story. That is all.
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Post Thanksgiving Update [Nov. 29th, 2008|06:34 am]
[Current Mood | sleepy]

Thanksgiving was super awesome because I got to spend part of the day with [info]zugrian's family. Garan, Dannan, Becky, and Teri are some of my favorite people and I'm so happy I still have a place in their lives, even though Garan and I are no longer a couple. Just before I left that night, Becky gave me a hug and told me she loves me and still considers me part of her family. I'm actually tearing up a bit as I type this. Becky is such a wonderful person and I'm truly lucky and blessed to know her.

I had such a great time with [info]laughterdance and [info]elfinmischief yesterday afternoon. Thanks a million for taking the time to drink coffee with me and show me all your lovely Ireland pictures. You two are the best!

And thanks to [info]aster256 and [info]rsangel for throwing a great party last night. The food was delicious and the company was, as always, lovely. I'm glad people liked my cheesecake in spite of its brownness and I'm so pleased I got the chance to take some pictures of everyone together. I'll try to post them very soon, but not tonight.

And by the way, Kirsten, that blanket you made Cady is the warmest, loveliest thing ever. And it's big enough for Cady and me to share, which makes me love it all the more!

(A long and emotional journal entry about love and other heavy stuff will follow this one. I most likely will not lj-cut it, but I'll understand if most people don't take the time to read or comment on it. It's just something I wrote as the second half of the story I began around this time last year. Just some stuff I felt I needed to express.)
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Meme from Heather and Kirsten [Oct. 30th, 2008|12:49 am]
Copy this sentence into your LiveJournal if you're in a heterosexual marriage, and you don't want it "protected" by the bigots who think that gay marriage hurts it somehow.
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Big N little n, what begins with N? [Oct. 29th, 2008|06:05 pm]
[Current Mood | lazy]

Comment and I'll give you a letter.
Then you have to list ten things you LOVE that begin with that letter.
Afterward, post this in your journal and give out some letters of your own.

[info]lilbrigid gave me the letter N.

1. Neutral Milk Hotel — one of the best bands ever; definitely in my top 10.
2. [info]nleseul — He's one of my favoritest people in the whole world. He's done a lot for me and I owe him so much it's unreal.
3. Nowhere Man — a great song by The Beatles
4. Nikon products — I ♥ my Nikon D80 and my Nikon FM10!
5. Naughtiness — disobedience, mischief; the only form of wickedness I practice.
6. Novels — I dearly love a good read!
7. Newborn babies — I love them because they inspire me to be caring and protective, to appreciate simplicity and to cultivate innocence in my life.
8. Neutron stars — They result when a really massive star has a supernova event. Astronomy is so fascinating!!!
9. Nectarines — because they're juicy and delicious!
10. New clothes — I am an effing shopaholic!!! Well, a recovering one actually.
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The White Dress [Oct. 28th, 2008|05:14 am]
[Current Mood | lazy]

The bride needs a pedicure...

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Didn't spend a long time on these so please forgive the obvious, silly posing and gratuitous Photoshopping on the last one. I need to take some better ones for my portfolio.

If you're interested ( here are the others )
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I said Electric Boogaloo seven times today! [Oct. 22nd, 2008|07:33 am]
[Current Mood | giddy]


I do that dance occasionally when I'm cleaning my kitchen. Yes, I can levitate a broom at will.

For a housewife, I have some wicked sick dance moves.
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Six months of Arcadia [Oct. 21st, 2008|05:26 am]
[Current Mood | jubilant]

I am posting some photographs in honor of my beautiful baby girl, who had her six month birthday on Sunday. The first of the pics was taken about ten months ago, and the most recent one was taken yesterday. I am lj-cutting them all so that their large size won't take up a bunch of room on people's friends pages. I hope everyone will enjoy them!

( C-C-C-Cady, Beautiful Cady! )
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My couture fiasco [Oct. 18th, 2008|05:47 am]
[Current Mood | thankful]

As of yesterday morning, I am the proud owner of the simple yet elegant wedding dress to end all simple yet elegant wedding dresses. A couple of weeks ago I wouldn't have believed I could be so happy with the dress. After all the bullshwack I had gone through up to that point, I was about ready to call it quits on the whole wedding rigmarole and just up and elope.

As much as I hate to admit it, I think I often don't know what I really want until I finally get it. The following story is a case in point. I'll try to make it brief and as entertaining as possible.

When I first started shopping around for a wedding dress about midway through summer, I found one that I loved right away. It was a floor-length Chantilly lace sheath by Elizabeth Fillmore called Sofia, and it normally retails for about $4000. Naturally, I ruled it out as being worlds above my price range, but I found myself with a bee in my bonnet over how to procure a similar dress that would be both beautiful enough to suit my tastes and priced at under a freakin' grand.

After several nights of desperate, feverish internet searches, I came across a site called etsy.com and the small, little-known clothing line of a designer called Claire La Faye. I greatly admired a fitted lace sheath dress in her etsy shop, but it was quite short and I was set on a floor-length gown. Just for the heck of it, I messaged her asking if she would be willing to modify the pattern to allow for greater overall length and the addition of a short train. I was most surprised and thrilled when she agreed to do so for what I considered to be a very reasonable fee.

I gave her all of my measurements and she said that she could have the dress done within a month. She made good on her promise and the day that I picked up the parcel which I believed to contain the dress of my dreams at the post office, I was so excited that I had to force myself to relax before I tore it open right there in my car.

Once I got the dress home and tried it on, I found that it was flawlessly sewn and fit me like a glove. There was just one problem: I really didn't like it. It wasn't the dress of my dreams at all. The antique lace fabric that looked so delicate and fine in pictures looked more like an old ladyish lace table cloth in person. The color was wrong as well. Rather than a soft ivory, it was a dark, dingy shade of off-white that was closer to tan. And the pattern that looked like dainty flowers when viewed on my computer screen was far from dainty in person. The flowers were large to the point of looking reminiscent of the sixties—and not at all in a good way! Needless to say, I was devastated. Convinced I couldn't hope to get a refund from the dressmaker, I resigned myself to selling the dress on ebay for whatever modest sum it would fetch. I began unenthusiastically searching for another dress.

A day or two later, I decided to grow a pair and email the designer. I figured nearly any woman could understand the desperate need of a bride to look flawless on her wedding day, and that she might show some pity and offer me at least a partial refund. It turned out she was less than thrilled at the prospect of refunding my money, but she was more than happy to design a new dress for me. I sent back the lace horror and gave her the specifications for the replacement dress. She said it would be a few weeks before I'd have the new one, but this was only because she wanted to spend sufficient time on it to do a really great job. I was tentatively hopeful, but deep down I suspected the new dress would be no closer to my ideal wedding dress than the first one had been.

My suspicions grew when the designer emailed me to say that she was having difficulty with the pattern in the silk charmeuse fabric we had agreed upon. Silk charmeuse is extremely slick and slippery and I have read that it should never be used by anyone but the most expert of seamstresses. As the day approached when I would finally have my dress in hand, I became more and more anxious. The night before it arrived, I told Brandon that I fully intended to call the wedding off if I couldn't have the dress of my dreams. I meant it, too. Thankfully, it didn't come to that.

The new dress turned out gorgeous. It makes me look sleek and statuesque and impossibly thin and I love everything about it. I don't want to try to put into words everything that I love about it, but if people wish to see it I might be willing to post pics. And of course the girls (Kirsten, Amber, Teri, Heather, y'all know who you are!) will get to see it at the earliest opportunity! Just come over and check it out whenever you want, and I'm sure you'll agree that it's definitely my ideal wedding dress.

And that's the thing: it truly is the dress of my dreams. It's not what I would have chosen when I first began my search, but it's lovely and I don't think there's a woman in the world who'd be ashamed to walk down the aisle in such a gown. I have spent the past 24 hours alternately fainting and dying over how gosh-darn beautiful it is! It's a dream come true!

Which brings me back to my original point, which is that I often don't know what I really want until I get it.
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A question of ethics [Oct. 14th, 2008|05:24 pm]
[Current Mood | confused]

OK. I'm in the middle of a small dilemma:

We listed our 3 1/2 foot mini fridge on Craig's List for $70. Right away we got a response from someone who offered $50. We accepted that offer, because we decided $50 was the minimum of what we would accept. However, a few minutes ago someone called offering the full $70 we were originally asking for it. I told the man that I had already accepted a lesser offer, and although I'd certainly like to get the full asking price, I felt I owed it to the person who asked first because I told him I'd accept his offer. The second caller told me he'd still be willing to give me the full price if I changed my mind.

Does anyone have any thoughts on this subject? Should I sell the fridge to the second potential buyer because he's willing to pay more, or am I bound by the agreement I made over the phone with the first potential buyer?

Seriously, I try so friggin' hard to be a good person... I hate the idea of screwing someone over. What should I do???
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That picture meme [Sep. 22nd, 2008|07:33 am]
[Current Mood | weird]
[Current Music |Billie Holiday - Blue Moon]

The rules:
Take a picture of yourself right now.
Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair...just take a picture.
Post that picture with NO editing.
Post these instructions with your picture.

( I am the opposite of vain. )

I'm also a total insomniac. It's become a problem.
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Douglas Adams quote meme [Sep. 16th, 2008|04:11 am]
[Current Mood | aggravated]

(Got this from [info]laughterdance) When you see this, quote Douglas Adams in your journal.

"Anyone who is capable of getting themselves made President should on no account be allowed to do the job."

-Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

I've spent the past few hours researching a certain vice presidential candidate... Douchie McDoucherson, aka Sarah Palin. I must say I'm feeling pretty uneasy at the moment. Uneasy and disgusted. And angry. I read recently that Obama is slipping a bit in popularity polls since McCain announced his decision to select Palin as his running mate. If those two yutzes end up in office next year, I'm probably going to spend at least a week or two in a state of semi-catatonia—and then I'll move to Canada! And I'm serious about it this time.

Palin... fucking evil idiot woman... she actually thinks the war in Iraq was justified by the events of 9/11.

???

How stupid can she really be? 9/11 had nothing to do with Iraq! That idiot is actually trying to rewrite history, and a pretty significant contingent of Americans out there might just be stupid enough to fall for it.

I'm sorry, I'm just really disgusted right now. The Douglas Adams quote was strangely apropos, so I kinda let myself segue into a discussion of Palin. I could say more—a lot more—but I don't want anybody to feel I have polluted their friends page with my negativity. Guess I just needed to vent a little... I will shut up now.
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Haiku Meme [Sep. 8th, 2008|01:48 am]
[Current Mood | good]

Answer in the form of Haiku...

1. Now that Labor Day, the unofficial end of summer, has come and gone, it feels like Fall in my head. What does Fall mean to you?

Cold wind and chapped skin
Sunny Day Real Estate, and
The love of my life

2. What's on your agenda for the weekend?

Time with the children
Dare I hope, a pedicure?
And, of course, my man

3. Describe your most memorable grade school teacher.

Sweet Miss Baccus was
Endlessly serene because
God was her boyfriend

4. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?

Blondie or Barbie
Or just me, but adored more
Or a great photog

5. Write a haiku about the person you ganked this meme from.

Pretty brunette girl
Knows music and furniture
One word: fabulous!
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(no subject) [Aug. 29th, 2008|03:06 pm]
[Current Mood | optimistic]
[Current Music |Sublime - Rivers of Babylon]

I'm feeling a little sad at the moment. I just got off the phone with my good friend [info]mythrilwyrm, who has been a permanent and mostly beloved fixture in my life for many years now, and who will soon be departing to distant lands. The mother in me worries for him; I hope he will eat right and get plenty of sleep and exercise. I find myself wishing selfishly now and then that he had chosen to reconsider his plans to take the job in Korea, but I know that this move is the best thing for him right now and he has my full support as he embarks on his latest adventure.

Devin and I have built a wonderful friendship together over the years. The friendship has had its ups and downs, but we see enough value in each other and in our relationship to work through any issues that arise between us. I love him dearly, and I have found new respect for him of late. He stood up to someone who tried to create disharmony and strife in our group of friends. He has shown great maturity in working through issues in his life that might have broken him in the past. And I am so proud of him for taking on the teaching position in Korea, for seeing it as an opportunity for adventure and personal growth rather than a scary enterprise in a foreign land full of unknowns.

And so, I'm feeling a bit sad, but I'm also feeling pleased and excited for my dear friend. I love you, Devin, and I know you're going to do great.
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I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling. Gotta make you understand. [Aug. 24th, 2008|01:33 am]
[Current Mood | thirsty]

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A little game at 6:01AM [Aug. 21st, 2008|05:59 am]
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open it to page 161.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of this sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don’t search around and look for the coolest book you can find. Do what’s actually next to you.

Here is mine---

"Clean the printing-frame glass with water or cleaner sold for this purpose."

from PHOTOGRAPHY Fourth Edition, by Barbara London Upton with John Upton.
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this is my four leaf clover [Aug. 21st, 2008|04:04 am]
[Current Mood | busy]
[Current Music |Tears for Fears - Head Over Heels]

So, I have been doing some thinking about wedding clothes (big surprise there! I've had wedding mania for a couple weeks now) and I came across THIS DRESS

I thought the dress would be perfect for my bridesmaids, since it is very versatile. It can be worn a variety of different ways, which I thought would be fun. However, it is sold out and the newer version of the dress is more than I would expect any of my lovely ladies to spend. But when I really scrutinized the dress, it seemed to me that the pattern might just be simple enough for a sewing newb like me to sew on her own. A few more internet searches, and lo and behold! I found THIS PATTERN

I really love this dress. It's very casual, flirty and feminine. I would think it could be sewn in any fabric with a bit of stretch to it and it could pretty much be made to order according to the unique dimensions of each of my bridesmaids. The only problem I see with the pattern is that it's not quite as long as I'd personally like it to be, but I think that could be easily remedied by cutting out a larger circle of fabric for the skirt. Or perhaps my bridesmaids would like shorter skirts. I guess it would be up to each of them. Anyway, this dress pattern has only one seam, making the ease with which it could be sewn quite astounding. I think it could be a huge time saver.

However, if the women who will be expected to wear it don't like it, then the idea won't work at all. I don't want to make those who have honored me by agreeing to be bridesmaids uncomfortable by making them wear the wrong dress, no matter how easy the pattern may be.

Input would be appreciated, but I realize that some of you may keep up with livejournal about as well as I do, thus it may be a while before you see this entry. If that is the case, I'll just refer you to it the next time we see each other in person.

I'll leave you with this tasty tidbit from the 80s:

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Too fabulous for words [Aug. 11th, 2008|05:25 am]
[Current Mood | mellow]

While browsing vintage jewelry sites in search of the perfect hand-carved antique wedding band, I came across this:

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So, obviously this is an unusual expression of the Art Nouveau movement in jewelry. It's an 18K ring of French origin, circa 1910, depicting a man and a woman, ahem... amorously entwined. This single picture doesn't do the ring justice. Only by looking at each of the numerous other views of the piece as shown on the website can one gain a clear impression of how remarkable it is. It's even cooler when you consider what a rarity such a thing really was back in the day. I'd make it mine, but the $1250 price tag is a little much for the likes of the fiancé and me.

Anyway, just thought I'd share. :)
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Devin's Bon Voyage Party pics and various other sundries [Jul. 19th, 2008|03:52 am]
[Current Mood | happy]

I will post some pics I took at [info]mythrilwyrm's bash last night behind an lj cut, but firstly, here are a handful of snippets from my life at present.

I am reading Stephen King's It again for the first time. I say again for the first time because the first time I read it I was just a kiddo, and now that I'm reading it again as an adult I am finding that there are a lot of situations and concepts my child's mind failed to grasp. Most of the concepts I missed the first time are icky ones, but I'm a pretty huge Stephen King fan and it's been a fun read. Here's a quote from the book that I'd like to share with all of you, my friends. It describes one of the nicer concepts from It. Here it is:

Maybe, he thought, there aren't any such things as good friends or bad friends—maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you're hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they're always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe worth dying for, too, if that's what has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.

I've been thinking a lot about friendship lately and what it means. I want all of you to know how very much I cherish my relationships with each of you, the time I spend with you, the communication we exchange. I may sometimes say the wrong things; I may put my foot in my mouth, and perhaps this will be to your vexation. For this I am sorry. There may be times when the things you say to me will make me think you have understood me imperfectly or incompletely. Sometimes your words will be harsh, and I will feel hurt by them. Sometimes I will feel your anger toward me is unjust, and it will be at these times that you will hurt me the most. But if we stand by each other in spite of our differences, in spite of our occasional miscommunication, and because of our caring for one another we will always be rewarded in the end. Our friendship is sacred; I truly believe this.

There are only a very few things which I absolutely refuse to tolerate or forgive, and this is one of the big ones: a deliberate attempt by one of my friends to vilify me in the eyes of other people I care about. No good will ever come of such behavior, specifically when it is perpetrated by someone who hasn't taken the time to get his facts straight. For the past few weeks I have felt deeply chagrined by one person's attempt to defame me in the eyes of my closest friends. In fact, chagrined doesn't even cover it. The truth is that I've been furious, but I've been afraid to talk about it in the presence of anyone other than [info]rsangel, [info]mythrilwyrm, and [info]zugrian. I have been so fucking angry I have felt sickened and poisoned by it. I feel I am on the verge of ridding myself of that anger, but it has definitely been a process. A very lengthy and difficult one.

I want everyone reading this to know that I value our friendship too much to ever intentionally do anything to jeopardize it. If I have said things that have hurt you recently, then please forgive me, but please also recognize that you very well may have said some things to hurt me, too. I care way too much about all of you to ever treat you without the utmost consideration and regard for your feelings. Please, please try to understand me. And if you don't understand some of the things I say, please tell me. I want us to communicate effectively.

I know I often say the wrong things. I embarrass myself all the time in this way. I hate myself sometimes for it. I hate to think that I have been misunderstood. It makes me feel like such an ass...

forgetting that other people can do that too, well... I've been guilty of that recently. And I'm sorry.

But enough about all of that.

On a lighter note, [info]rsangel mentioned the topic of godparents to me at the party last night. I was shocked to realize that I have given literally no thought to that subject up to this point. Of course it makes perfect sense for Kirsten to be Cady's godmother, but what about her godfather? Should it be Garan, since he's my male best friend? Or does it default to Richard (aka [info]aster256), since he is Kirsten's husband? And what about Jack? He needs godparents, too.

So just for the hell of it, I looked up the Wikipedia entry on godparents, which said:

A godparent may, or may not, be related to the child. A child may have one, two or several godparents.

So that's good to know. The position of Cady's godmother is officially filled, but anyone interested in being a secondary godparent to her, or anyone who'd like to be Jack's godparent, should feel free to submit their resume. LOL, I'm kidding, of course. But seriously, Jack needs some godparents. It's only fair.

I'd like to take a moment to say that it's been really great getting to know Devin's new friend Amber. She's a really cool girl and I hope we will still see her around after Devin's gone away to Korea.

And I think now would be a good time to show off a few ( PICS FROM THE PARTY! )
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