Nothing is permanent in this wicked world - not even our troubles.

Action is eloquence.

dawnselene — Fri, 21 Jan 2011 18:46:42 +0000

It’s been a while since I wrote. I think it’s time to start up again.

It’s been a tough year. Chris’ car breaking down, Hemingway dying, Chris being sick.

The bad happens so you’ll appreciate the good, right? We’re ready for the good.

I am the cat lady…

dawnselene — Thu, 01 May 2008 21:55:56 +0000

I have lots of feline visitors. I have one that has adopted me. He/she lives on the porch… and yes, I now feed her too. Yeah, somehow she’s become a she to me, there’s something very feminine about her. and yes, I’m falling in love with her. She has the cutest little face with the most adorable meow to go with it.

Today my friend IM’s me. He’s moving in with his girlfriend tomorrow (just for the summer so he can save up enough money to buy a house) and the guy who agreed to take care of his cats backed out yesterday. His girlfriend has asthma so the cats can’t come with. So, they’re living in my garage until he either finds a temp home for them or he’s going to come back and help me clean out the basement enough to make it cat proof/friendly. He was talking about giving them up for adoption if he couldn’t find a solution. I’m a softy. I couldn’t bare the thought. He rescued them when they were kittens and took each and every flea off them one by one because they were too young for chemicals.

dawnselene — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 16:42:29 +0000

They’re starting litigation today.

Update: It ended before it could begin.

“Hope is a waking dream.”

dawnselene — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 16:40:47 +0000

I had another dream last night that my parents were still alive.

meh.

Dad

dawnselene — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 15:09:18 +0000

RIP
I miss you more than words can say

Before I was myself, you made me, me
With love and patience, discipline and tears,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,

Allowing me to sail upon my sea,
Though well within the headlands of your fears.
Before I was myself you made me, me

With dreams enough of what I was to be
And hopes that would be sculpted by the years,
Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,

Relinquishing your powers gradually
To let me shape myself among my peers.
Before I was myself you made me, me,

And being good and wise, you gracefully
As dancers when the last sweet cadence nears
Bit by bit stepped back to set me free.

For love inspires learning naturally:
The mind assents to what the heart reveres.
And so it was through love you made me, me
By slowly stepping back to set me free.

likeable or not

dawnselene — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 20:47:37 +0000

I have become completely addicted to this show

woo hoo… it’ll be here next week

dawnselene — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 22:01:22 +0000

Inspiron 1525, Intel Core 2 Duo T5550, 1.83GHz, 667Mhz, 2ML2 Cache

Jet Black Color with Matte Finish

3GB, DDR2, 667MHz 2 Dimm

15.4 inch Wide Screen WXGA LCDTrueLife for Inspiron 1525

Intel Graphics Media Accelerator X3100

320G 5400RPM SAMSUNG Hard Drive

mom

dawnselene — Fri, 04 Apr 2008 21:47:19 +0000

RIP
I miss you more than words can say

Mother
From seeds
You watered us.

As we sprouted
You helped us grow
With the warmth
Of your radiant love.

Along the way
You trimmed us
To keep us safe
From Harm.

When we grew out of
Our little pods,
You replanted us,
Where you gave us hope
And showed us faith
That we may be able
To do for others
As you did for us.

~Jim Little~

stuff

dawnselene — Mon, 24 Mar 2008 01:20:39 +0000

So, the insurmountable laundry room has been conquered! That may not sound like a big deal, but trust me, it was. I also put the living room curtain back up.

My aunt said she’s ready for a change and she’s having a time of it where she is, so I’m trying to convince her to move here and live with me. She’s actually considering it. Yay!

My new lawyer said I can keep the house. Yay!

I still love my job.

This is who I work for…

dawnselene — Fri, 22 Feb 2008 17:59:08 +0000

I love my job!