Dear God - Part 2....

Can her five minutes of fame PLEASE be over......

Dear God....

Cancer sucks....

Quiet frankly, I'm tired of praying for miracles.... which then often turns into prayers of peace and comfort....

I'm tired of holding my breath when a caringbridge update comes through, hoping the 12 year old it talks about has counts that allows him to have chemo. Or finding out that the friend who complained for three years to her doctor about severe back pain had pancreatic cancer, and six months after the diagnosis was gone.

I'm fearful for my neighbor who just found out she has cancer. The same kind that took her step father within four months of being diagnosed.

You are our creator - you hold all things in your hands - you can eradicate this - WHY DON"T YOU??!!

Yes, along with the painful, I have rejoiced with the healed. I praise you Lord for healing my mother who has for the last 13 years been cancer free. I praise you for little Faith, who at 3 fought the good fight and won. But I miss my best friend who at 33 was taken from me.

Please, please, please, I beg you, Lord, allow us to find a cure... soon.... so very soon....

Dear Muddy Runner....

Thank you for this post (i think)...

Now I can't go to the bathroom without looking at my urine and thinking - Darn, I NEED to drink more water.....

:)

I Am What I Am....

Hello, my name is Dawn, and I'm a celebrity-aholic....

I hate to admit it.... I really wish I wasn't.... But I am one of those people who scans every headline on all the celeb mags while standing in line. I have a few websites I like to look at as often as I can. I love watching the celebrity news shows.... Unfortunately I can tell you more about whats going on in the latest celeb gossip then I can with what my kids were required to do that day for homework (thank goodness they are A students)!!

I will blame it on my childhood desire to be the next super star. I was certain I was bound for fame. I was going to be the newest Mouseketeer, or the new best friend of Half Pint on Little House on the Prairie. Or, even better yet, the new love interest for David Partridge on the Partridge Family!! Did I take acting classes, no... Did I have an agent, ah, no again... I guess I thought I would be plucked out of obscurity and cast into instant fame and notoriety - the classic unknown to stardom story.

Now, I hate to admit this, but for some unknown reason, I had convinced myself as a young child that hidden in the overhead light of our car was a mic and camera. I would make sure every time we went somewhere I looked my "star" best and I sang all the songs on the radio "star" perfectly. I would even glance up at that light and give it my best celebrity look. Alas, it was only the imaginative thinking of a wishful youth - no one ever came a knocking telling me I was bound for fame.

In my teen years I was convinced that if I could only meet Leif Garrett or Shaun Cassidy they would instantly fall in love and I would be their wife immediately. All it would take was just a glance and I would have their hearts forever. Much to my dismay, a chance encounter was never in the cards.

As the years continued to roll on, I left behind the notion of becoming or marrying a star, and just became plain star struck. Living in Southern California chance encounters can happen - often. I've seen "stars" at airports, shopping centers, restaurants, walking down the street, coming into a night club, even sitting outside a seedy bar in the early afternoon. I use to play "star sighting" with a close friend of mine. Anytime we saw someone, we would excitedly call and leave each other a message.

So, what is it about celebrities that's so appealing to me? I like the whole facade of it all - the fantasy land that I believe they live in. They seem to have it all, money, looks -- how can they possibly have any problems what so ever when the world is bending over backwards to give them everything. I mean, seriously, don't you look at Brad and Angelina and wonder what possibly could not be perfect with those two beautifully perfect people?? Do you really think they fart in front of each other, or quiet honestly even fart at all? I'm sure they never pick their nose, or chew with their mouth open, burp, have diarrhea, heck, I bet they don't have any offensive bodily functions at all. Maybe God created all who are destined to fame as a super race that genetically do not function as us mere mortals do....

I sincerely apologize to each and every one of you that I am part of the reason why celebrities are over paid and over hyped in our society. I know my fondness for the good, the bad and the ugly of stardom keeps the ball spinning and the ego's growing. I need to start a 12 step program and rid myself of the desire to consume all things celebrity related -- I suppose admitting I have a problem is the first step!

Oh, and, for the record, one glance would not have done the trick with Shaun Cassidy. Many many years ago I was having dinner at the House of Blues in Hollywood and wouldn't you know it, but Shaun was there having dinner celebrating his daughter's birthday with a bunch of young girls. Fate had stepped in, my opportunity was there, it was my moment to shine. I walked past his table, he glanced my way, I smile........

And he could have cared less..... Oh well.....

Maybe....

I'll just have a blog with an ever changing background....

Who needs words, you can just check in to see what my lay out for the day is!!!!

Or not.... :)

Happy V Day Everyone!!!!

A BIG Thank You......

Now that I have all that off my chest, I can wipe my hands of it and move forward....

Thank you all for following my saga and your encouraging words.

Just a last tidbit - David owes us a pretty decent chunk of money. Since he is in default, we have a judgment that allows us to put a lien against him anytime during the next four years, and it will remain active if not paid for twenty. We haven't pursued it yet, cause basically, we do not have the money to do so. But all in good time....

Now, onward to bigger and better topics.....