Roll On 2012

I am going to try to do better, LDs. I really will.

Even if it means that I'll have to leave an open postbox at all times so I can write what I'm thinking so that you don't get too bored with me.

Even if it means that you send me ideas via email or facebook or twits, tumbls, or pony express, I'll try to do something every other day.

Even if it means just a hello and howareya.

I'm working on 2012 being The Year of the Comfortable. Meaning in my own home (cleaning out); my own space (the War Room WILL get done this year); my own body.

This may turn part fatshion blog. So if you don't like hearing about clothes or the like, just don't read those posts (I'll try to warn you *grin*).

This may turn part crafty blog. If knitting or pinterest-inspired craftiness doesn't "do" it for you, just ignore those.

But this will still always be a blog where I can hash out ideas about characters and plot lines...which doesn't seem like I've done much there, either.

Sigh.

But I'm going to try.

Have happy and safe New Year celebrations.

Dear...

You know, LDs, I talk loads of smack, bitch quite often, rant, rave, use the eff word liberally, and most of the time, don't give a damn what people think of me.

Last night, Kisha's post made me look at myself. Not in a different way, but really look. So I'm taking her cue and writing a letter to myself. It's going to take me a couple of days, to sort out my thoughts, but I will let y'all read it. There will be some laughter and probably some tears.

But it'll be cathartic (thirty point word there).

Heepwah, and be safe out there.

Your pondering
Ms Dreamer

I Winded!

No, my LDs...not winded as in "I just ran eleventy seven steps and my fat ass is out of breath!" winded.

Winded. As in I wonded. As in "I won the 250 business cards from Dragondreamer!"

Yay go me!

Now...

What the hell do I put on them?

Heepwah, and be safe out there,

Pondering business cards,

Mrs. Dreamer