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Well, Well 

Let me tell you a story - 

Of a young lass 

She was quite a late-bloomer 

and the man pictured here 

When last known, was but 15 to her 14... 

He would smile down at her and say, everytime they were alone together, 

"C'mon beauty, kiss me, I know YOU want to..." 

She would smile up at him, and run far away from him, everytime, 

with a giggle and a toss of her hair, and of course, a backwards glance.

She chose another, 

a boy that lived in their same hometown. 

The chosen one was reserved, and not so blunt about the kissin' thing. 

It ended in disaster and she always wondered about 

the male she never kissed. 

Well, well. 

Let me tell you a story. 

Facebook helps one to find/locate others from one's past 

and indeed she "found" him. 

The boy she never kissed. 

Or 

Forgot. 

Let's call him Jay. 

Now they talk every night. 

1000 minutes/night. 

Enligtening the other about one other's lives. 

Should she let him back into her life? 

He would be flying to see her. 

From central Canada to her beloved WestCoast. 

He promises to arrive in a few weeks - 

Should she believe. 

He says he wants to catch her now 

and kiss her soundly. 

And she is not running, this time. 

Will he fly out? 

Is he marvelous. 

Almost 20 years has passed. 

How much has changed? 

How much has stayed the same? 

Dare she believe? 

Dare she? 

Will he? 

Fly out? 

He keeps on saying he will. 

She has a hard time believing another. 

Especially a male. 

Hurt is what Male equaled to in her life 

in 20 years. 

Hmmmmmmmmmm... 

She is wondering, but not yet - 

Believing - 

A little voice insides 

Hopes. 

-charann

LOS ANGELES (Reuters Life!) - Oscar winner Anna Paquin came out as bisexual on Thursday in a video campaign for gay rights advocates, surprising the "True Blood" star's fans and causing the organization's web site to crash.

 Okay in all truth, in my 20's I dated a girl - exclusively - Let me call her Delilah since I have always obsessed over that name **giggle** Or rather wanted that to be MY name... 


I was courted by this girl at the end of my "love" let's call him Dick as in Head **evil grin** He had been my first - - Kiss, deep kiss/french kiss, first date, first late night phone call, first climbing out of the house, on a school night/must see HIM dude and first F----. 


Lasted from 14 to 29 and Delilah came into my world at the end of this "Love." She courted me and listened and helped me thru the tears of the Loss of my Love of My Life (or so I thought at the time). 


Delilah was beautiful. Portuguese and tanned all year long, loooooooooong flowing curls, and eyelashes that went on forever, and pouty lips that purred my name. 


She courted me with limosine rides to the park "Just Because", champagne picnics in the sunshine and shopping trips - All for me "Because I was going thru a rough time... 


But - When she said she wanted all of me I could not be The One for Her. I am straight and felt guitly that I abused the situation. But it was a boost. And I was flattered beyond anything or anyone before that entered my life and "liked" me. 


I felt Beautiful beside Delilah or rather her beauty rubbed off on me. She was saucy where I was shy, a vixen where I was a wallflower and a temptress when I was tempted. 


My decision was that I had seen "how" the world treated Gays/Lesbians/Queers/Fags/Dykes... etc etc And stayed on my side of the closet - The straight, but confused, side. 


Would I say I am bisexual? I "know" a beautiful woman when I see one. I would rather draw the female art form in class - I create out of clay the female form only. Lovingly creating breasts and the pubis bone - Does that make me Bi? 


No I love/lust/desire the thrust of a Penis. Near me, poking my thigh, moving in and out and thrusting... That makes me moan, if he's lucky or rather I am, scream. 


The last time I moaned a male's name? Ahhhhhhhhhhhh that is a whole other blog entry. 


Wow sipping wine and eating strawberries and whipping cream - - aprhodesiacs (sp?) for sure LOL 


Me.... 


It's been awhile LOL Single I am and NOT so enjoying it - - A blue eyed man always catches my eye - Then green hazel and teddy bear browns ... In that exact order... I enjoy the blue jean type of guy... Brought up in that atmosphere - Hard-working, dirty men that came home for a refreshing... 


Shower of a babe waiting... 


For... 


Alrighty then LOL

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Suffer
Positive medicine did pamper profoundly
Endure then grace see courage
Understand every doubt grows dreams
Begin kindly and doctor serenity
Gratitude than and heart balance
-charann

Dear Donald Duck
I entered your world
As your tenant
Within what?
2 months
You have turned my life inside out
Upside down
and back again.
I entered your world, shattered, broken and hurting.
In the worst possible of ways.
For the first few weeks, you were
Sweet,
caring
giving.
You fed me when I was hungry,
A shoulder when I was crying...
Shoulders when I needed to lean.
Warmth when I needed comfort.
Then -
What your "real" self
screamed to present itself?
Because
Now I am
Being sent packing,
must remove myself
and
Move.
Getting bombarded daily by MOVE MOVE MOVE
or having your drunken father call me up
and insist
that I move
"Or else"
Or else what?
Both drunken/stoned Males will ...
Bahhhhh
I am tired of you,
of your drunken father,
of the hurt you are making me
feel.
You offered friendship once I moved.
No thanks.
Hurt by you once
Is enough for me.
But then again,
you said that,
that offer of friendship,
was to appease.
Me and make me see your point of view.
At that particular instance.
Goodbye
Go hurt, demolish another female.
That is your
Forte.
Demolishing
Women.
-charann

my first crush?
his name was/is - ricky hill
- i was ten and he was like 13 -
okay let me describe ricky hill - big AFRO head of RED hair
- it sounds demented, but in my eyes he was GORGOUES!!!! -
BUT how we met was i had just moved to this small HICK town from the city and had just found a foot path and was sitting on a big, big, big rock, crying -
and this BEAUTIFUL/STRIKING young boy rode up on his bike - with a banana seat and those Ubars for handlebars?? ?
and gave me a smile, and said, "why are you crying?? YOU are MUCH too pretty to be crying..."
i poured out ALL of my angst (of a ten Y.O. LOL) which took what? all of 15 seconds?
and he listened, and gave me my VERY FIRST KISS -
needless to say I was NO LONGER sad
hahahaha Oh and Ricky even did me a FURTHER favour -
he told me he had 2 sisters that would LOVE to be my BEST FRIENDS
and yes they were to be my BEST FRIENDS for school life...

can I take this time to put it forth if anyone knows a RICKY HILL that has 3 sisters...
charlene H MISSES him big time!!!
and would love to chat/email ANYTIME soon (like AS IF) that only works in movies RIGHT? lol oh I am sure that he "goes by" Richard Hill now LMAO
but my story was all true,
charlene :)

love...
soon did remedy, meditate, know
"Care," Gratitude said, "Above good."
About Breath? Challenge medicine's journey.
Off? Accept, soothe, mend mind.
You like Life? Sustains heart.
-charann

I just filled out the Victim's Compensation Form - - UGH

QUESTION: INJURY SUSTAINED AS A RESULT OF THE CRIME:
Due to the fact that I witnessed my cat literally go up in flames, right before my eyes, and I lost my beloved white boxer named Taz in the ensuing smoke (due to the fire) I am going to require long-term counseling for grief and loss.

PLEASE DESCRIBE THE INCIDENT IN YOUR OWN WORDS:
January 28th, 2010 started out as any other regular day. Be it a Thursday, it was designated as my laundry day.
For the previous 2 - 3 days, I had been calling my landladies about the excessive noise and the problems (screaming/singing/banging walls) LOUD MUSIC (24/7 of AC/DC) but they (Darlene King) told me a landlord could not forcibly remove a tenant, just give a 10-day notice.
I had also faxed to my landladies a written complaint of excessive noise/music, non-stop, for days.
I had also phoned the non-emergency number of the RCMP to discuss my options due to on-going loud music (for 3 days) and was told, if the RCMP were to attend/visit, give a verbal warning to turn down the music. If RCMP would have to return, I believe, a 150$ fine would be issued.
I determined that would not be the way to go as being a single female, living alone, might be putting myself in jeopardy. I opted, instead to repeated call my landladies.
January 28th, I went to do my laundry. As the laundry room is in the basement, and right beside the lower suite, I could hear Paul Green singing. LOUDLY.
The words were off-key, but I could understand them. As I checked the washing machine, Paul sang, "Today is the day - to burn down the house - the house - the house - the house. Today is the day - day - day - "
I paused, wondering IF I should be truly concerned at this point? Or?
I continued to place my clothes into the dryer and then the volume of Paul's singing intensified, "I'M BURNING DOWN THE HOUSE!!!!!! BURNING DOWNNNNNN THE HOUSE - BURNNNNNNNNING THE HOUSE!!!!"
As it was approximately 20 steps from the basement/laundryroom to my kitchen, I thought first of my kitty, MeowMeow as I could already smell smoke.
As I entered my kitchen, I became transfixed for a moment of a flame crawling up the wall (outside). Then I saw a maovement and remembered that spot was my Kitty's favourite to sit/perch. I saw her tail and as I stepped forward to "save" my kitty the flame touched her tail and she was gone. In a small ball of flame.
I stood in the kitchen doorway, my mind not comprehending, at all, what I just witnessed.
Then like an internal light-switch went on, I thought of my puppy Taz.
Due to my brain no longer functioning, I do not really remember what went down or what I did past seeing my cat perishing.
I do, minutely, remember, running in and out of the house, numerous times, looking for my puppy. He was my family, my love, and my cuddle-buddy. I am crying as I write this. I miss him and my kitty.
I lost my puppy in the ensuing smoke. I wish with all my heart, he would have/could have made it.
My police statement is much more elaborate and exact.
Paul definitely started the fire. No one else was in his suite. That is where it has been determined the fire started.
Me today? My brain no longer functions as well. I am forgetful now. I cry ALLOT.
I can't work - I lost all my electronics (computer, laptop, cassette recorder, micro-cassette recorder). All of my art supplies and art and art portfolios. I had to fight to stay in school. "Special circumstances."
I am functioning at 45% capacity (I feel) whereas before I was a real go-getter.
Grief, sadness is my constant companion, whereas before I was happy-go-lucky.
I hope this is an adequate statement.

CAN SOMEONE PLEASE DECIPHER THE FOLLOWING? I UNDERSTOOD IT AS THE WRITER IS BASICALLY TELLING ME THAT I "DESERVED" THE FIRE AND THE DEATHS OF MY ANIMALS?

I hate to say I'm giggling a bit, but I am...oh dear...what bad luck. Well, as for machines that can flood like the DW and the washing machine --is exactly why we never let them run when we're not in the house --ever... as it is, our kitchen faucet leaked all over the place under the sink...just in time as we're redoing our kitchen anyway. Was great seeing you too...just keep plugging away. You'll get to whereever it is you're meant to be, and right now --you're meant to be right where you are. Even if a bit soggy! Remember my *poking* you about your impact on how you got to this point in your life? Don't forget that whilst you didn't cause that fire yourself, obviously, you did permit yourself to be in a less than stellar environment --> which reflects your self value. To which you correctly pointed out that you had less than 72 hours to move ---> but which was also played by your role in that too, and backwards it goes, like dominoes. You life, as it is now, is your total creation. Your life changes when your thoughts change; that is all we are, truly, thoughts --and what are those? Nothing. Ok, that came out badly, but you know what I mean. It is from nothingness that all things are possible. And it is for that reason, that I see in you, all that creation just waiting, constrained as it is, to burst out and spread about the universe, that I have high hopes for you. I do. Know what I do every night before going to bed? I whisper in Connor's ear as he slumbers, "Anything is possible.".

[A Witches Home and Hearth] Charlene

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To:	Home and Hearth

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Personally animals do not come to me. BUT, I feel that Taz never left your side. I think he visits you often because you are sad. Animals have a 6th sense about them, they are more magickal than any human. This is what I want you do to, hold a remembrance service for both animals. say good bye, tell them to wait at Rainbow Bridge with the Crocodile Hunter until it is time for you to pass. This will show both that you are ready to let go. Now most times when you let go, the animals will come to you.

----- Original Message -----
From: charleneann
To: AWitchesHomeandHear th@yahoogroups. com
Cc: wayofthewitch@ comcast.net
Sent: Wed, 24 Feb 2010 17:30:06 +0000 (UTC)
Subject: Re: [A Witches Home and Hearth] BECKY

hello
i would like to write to this group because of the message below - that Irish Witch stated that she feels presences around here when passing...
Well let me digress... On January 28th, of this year, my house burnt down around me... LITERALLY... I lost both of my beloved pets - - a Ragdoll kitty named MeowMeow and a BEAUTIFUL boxer named Taz - Taz was the LOVE of my life and everyone's that met me.
How did the fire start? The fellow that lived in the suite below me started it - His doctor had changed his medications 3 days before and on the 3rd day his "voices" told him to burn down the house which he did. You can google fire, 370 Stewart Avenue, Nanaimo, B.C. CANADA and that is me LOSING everything and whatnot...
I am writing to ask did my animals pass okay? I went into the
house 5x to find my boxer, could not find him in the smoke... I just miss him so much. I am crying as I write this.
A fund was set up for me but came to naught.
If anyone knows of a baby boy white boxer, puppy that needs a home - HELLO
Thank you for listening.
Charlene
Author: Charlene

Tonight...
I felt restless and decided that I would go for a walk...
As today had been a very bad day...
For me...
Broke and funds depleting...
Fast.
Ugh.
Bills continuing, funds depleting.
So I went for a walk...
Daybreaking around me -
I stepped from my car and the first park, away from my home -
Three Bambi-like deers - big brown eyes glancing my way -
Wow, I thought.
Then I continued, along my way -
3 all black bunnys busily munching along the grass' edge
I looked around -
And saw a schoolyard nearby
with Swings.
I smiled -
Wow the last time I had swung? Was Swinging?
I was ten and I was with my beloved cousin Cheryl-Lynn -
Charlene Ann and Cheryl-Lynn were interchangeable then -
If one arrived thru the door first the question always was,
Where's Cher?
Or
Where's Char?
Dependent upon who(m) arrived first.
Always not far behind, never.
Life has torn that love apart not by my choice.
But Cheryl-Lynn's.
Never have understood the
Why.
I walked towards the Swing
and the memories of where I was last to sit down upon a
Swing.
Boyd Park, the North end of Winnipeg.
So very young and thinking I knew it all,
at ten.
I would swing until the chain would buckle and know that I was very high by
the size of Cheryl-Lynn's eyes as she would watch me swing.
As she would walk away,
I would shout and say, Watch this!
And jump crazily from the swing.
I can still remember the shock to my ankles as I landed, two foot stance, everytime.
Cheryl-Lynn never impressed.
Me, very impressed by my two-foot perfect stance, everytime.
Boyd Park the last summer of my youth.
Watching movies inside - - Phantom of the Paradise like 30 times - until I had every line memorized.
Love it.
Screaming around on my bike.
The freedom of that summer
Before
Everything changed and -
-charann

Okay I am just going to ramble here - Like I always do LOL

Donald Duck is a man, I find, confusing.

But I am not really one to dissect relationships between man & woman as I have been so very unsuccessful where the Male is in my own life.

But I ask you, dear Journal-Blog, if someone moves out of your home, takes all the furniture, sues you in court for 15 THOUSAND (wins) and comes back for "more" furniture - You stay friends with this person???

Why?

Because you are still carrying a torch for said female, I would surmise?

I do not, for one minute, believe what you told me Donald Duck, that you never found her pretty (to the level of plain-ness). Hardly - - One does not "date" someone for 3 years if one finds the other person Plain.

I run far away from my exes I don't let them drop off shared doggy at 10:30 at night - - Oh it is none of my business Blah - Just find it different, unique, strange.

Maintaining contact with someone that took so much when departing.

All I can say is I can only base what I "see" and the one time that I saw the 2 of you together, Donald Duck your body language was still very much connected to her - You, Donald Duck, are so very obviously "still" carrying a HUGE torch for "TinkerBell" - Very obviously.

I base this on watching the 2 of you conversing - - Body language - Yours Donald Duck - You had your hips thrust forward and near her - TinkerBell on the other hand, was staring up at you and her lower body was pointing away from you and never once did she change her stance, to move closer to you.

Ahhhh but the 2 of you did indeed disappear into the caverns of your house and I strongly believe "some action" did occur - Of which lil' TinkerBell knew, the devious female she is, that if she gave you a "bit" - You would gobble it up like the starving, needing to be loved BY HER, man you were projecting yourself as. She knew, if she gave you a taste once again, that you would open up once again and give into her Demands.

Of which you gave her whatever she asked for once again. Smart of her.

Me? I walk away from my exes and begin anew Immediately.

But then look at me - I am starting anew with Nothing.

And TinkerBell has You, starving for more of Her attention.

Perhaps I should take lessons from Her.

Instead I smile at Donald Duck and Daydream and think My how handsome you were tonight as you went out with your Mom/Mother and Daughter for dinner and I even thought, smelt even better.

But you don't notice me - I am your Tenant LOL

Oh well - Letting go and ignoring that I think you are Awesome and worthy of talking to and hanging around with.

Blah.

I am the Stupid One or as the Spanish say; El Stupido hahahahaha

Wish...
Mend when warm, surrender when safe.
Friend's grace, will still doctor soul.
Challenges journey - better - treatment is well.
Inner serenity above truth... then?
Question gratitude after profound Present.
-charann

I wrote to Oprah Winfrey today -
Here is my Letter to her with regards to My AHA Moment of 2010

If you google Fire, 370 Stewart Avenue, Nanaimo, B.C. CANADA that fire was Me.
The fire started because the fellow that lived in the basement suite had had his medication changed 3 days previous and on the 3rd day, his "voices" told him to burn the house down.
I lost everything and I want to qualify everything. I watched my beloved Ragdoll kitty Meow-Meow literally go up in flames. As a flame was crawling up the wall, towards her favourite spot to sit on the windowsill, I did not even have time to reach forward and toss her out of the way of the flame. She went up in a puff of smoke literally.
As the house was 100 years old, it went up in 8 minutes. I did not save any of my stuff. My aha moment was that my stuff was so NOT important - I was with one thought SAVE MY BELOVED WHITE BOXER named Taz - He was my best friend, my cuddle buddy at the end of the day and the beginning of the day.
I had boxer memorabelia all over the place. I could not find him and went into the house 5X before I was sedated with valium.
I miss my buddy so very much, every minute of every day and my kitty Meow-Meow.
I would love to be blessed by the same 2 breeds once again. I miss them.
Due to lack of finances and now a deep depression, I can't replace them. I pray that one day I will get a Ragdoll kitty again and a male white boxer once again.
I miss Taz and Meow-Meow. I am a cutter and am having a hard time, believing that I was saved. Truthfully? I sat down in the house and hoped the roof would fall down on me and take me with my pets. It did not.
I hope Oprah or some Greater Power hears my plea to bless me with another set of cuteys as before.
AMEN

My...
Serenity me... Meditate; peace then.
Surrender remedy gives profound play...
Every friend pure positive!
Live energy is balance between transformations...
One asks good through bad.
-charann

Am...
My heart strong, body is peace
My treatment nourishes the journey "there"
From life can transform at all times
Courage is close to challenge gratitude.
-charann

Life
give choice some value
better of touch before disease
every transform possible by body
that joy in whole journey
nourish - - voice off
Laugh Strong!!
-charann

ahhhhh it's great living in the basement suite of a man so ummmmmmm what is the word ???? interesting??? nooooo IRRITATING yeah lol

let's call him Donald like Duck hahahaha

yesterday he comes home from work grumble grumble... etc etc my landscaping work is crap etc etc just one big grumble

so me thinks the dude NEEDS to relaxxxxxxx

invite him or rather tell him about pool, sauna recreation centre that is nearby he has to go help buddy build new house righto burn your candle at both ends buddy lol

sooooooo have to borrow phone once again... as today is installation day STILL NOT INSTALLED mine GRRRRRRR

so he gives me the phone and says since i will be returning late... just leave the phone here in the garage... the door is usually locked lol sooooo i say wow such a gift you trusting me with the phone

proceed to today i am answering his phone BECAUSE i gave his number to the INSTALLATION phone line man to alert me when he was on his way lol of course D.D. phones in for his messages CRAP lol

here is the conversation

HEY!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING ANSWERING MY PHONE ?????

my thought is my what a sexy voice you have ON the phone BUT instead I reply ohhhhhh don't have a bird I am only answering your phone BECAUSE I had to give the Phone installation guy a DIRECT number to contact me when he is enroute k???

HIS REPLIES ARE IN CAPS lol

WELL QUITE FUNNY WHEN YOU MADE SUCH A JOKE ABOUT RESPONSIBILITY ABOUT THE PHONE AND ALL - -

I fell asleep - I layed down and OMG woke up at 12:30 p.m. and went oh DAMMIT this is going to cost me in D.D. land LOL

WELL WHEN YOU MADE SUCH A JOKE ABOUT MY ISSUE WITH RESPONSIBILITY OF PHONE ETC ETC

Fiiiiiiine - I owe you a Favour - - Whenever - Hold onto it these don't come by often - -

OH YEAH???

Yeah

WELL I THINK THAT YOU SHOULD BE MORE RESPONSIBLE WHEN - -

I fell asleep!!!

RESPONSIBLE - -

Hey you have a message LOL

etc etc

Yeah great fun SO FAR lol

Devon -

I thought that I should type or rather write you a note - - Before in usual Char fashion - I screw this up as well --

First off, I moved in here because of my gut reaction to Devon dude. That is all one has to base decisions on, yes… Altho the housecoat dress at the welcome threw me HaHa But my first impression of Devon was this - - Okay let me digress - - I can see persons energies or rather their auras - - You can choose to believe this or toss it away - - But yours is a very light blue - - Faded. But there. I immediately thought - - This IS a really NICE man - - And for me, I even complimented you further - as I thought that you were a keeper and that I wanted you as a friend BIG TIME.

I moved in because I thought I could handle being around you - And talking to you and teasing you and smiling at you - and for the two of us to be really great FRIENDS. I would like to be more than landlord and tenant and just be pals - - Okay let me define - - I like sharing things with you Like the chilli night and the like and smoking weed and whatnot I think that when one gets a Devon story from him - - it will be interesting - - My life - - NOT so interesting HAH So in a long-winded way I am giving you the ultimate compliment - - I find you interesting enough to hang with and I told you how I usually socialize with men - - Fthem and Forget them FAST. You would be a great friend.

I will state one thing fast - - I think what the woman is doing to you and of course, Samantha, is horrible - Moving in and moving out - - Does she realize how much Devon cared - But that is not mine to comment on - -

My other reaction to you was of course, what a very handsome man and I wish I was meeting him in another context - - So I could over-step the boundaries set forth from me signing the leaseRENTAL agreement and into the setting of teasing you and making you smile - I adore your smile - Which is so infrequent - - And you have the MOST expressive eyes - - The one trait you have that drives me batty is you do not maintain eye contact and I think oh great WHAT has Char done now that I no longer get eye contact hahaha



Do not worry Devon I am not going to jump the bones of Devon ha - The most Char is comfy with at this time is to dare to hug Devon and whisper in your ear that a hug at times is indeed devine.

I just would like you to know that you have a friend, not just a mere tenant and if you would ever like to unwind, smoke another joint, joke around or go for a ride - oh by the way - my bike is history I have found out so I will try to find another ASAP - So I can race in front of you Haha Or a 4wheeler - I am much more comfy on a 4wheeler - But hey that is jumping the game - You have not OFFICIALLY invited me along LOL Wait I need a 4wheeler first - Give me 2 months HA and Char will surprise you with …

Okay I am trying to say I find you wonderful, yes handsome and I like your smile, eyes and shoulders and I think you would be a sloppy kisser hahaha Okay that was another one of my bad attempts at humour… I would like you to find it somewhere, deep down inside that you have made a friend and her name is Charlene and you can come and talk to me when life throws you a curveball and I will listen and probably say Hey want some icecream or whatnot while we talk on the couch and I sit beside you and listen - I do not know if you have ever had a female for a FRIEND before - - You ARE allowed to hug them and it does not lead to a roll in the hay - Just a great conversation and giggles and oh Wine Weed is always welcome during these talks - - Just so you know HAH

On another note - You will be happy to hear Installation date of Char phone is … wait for it… This Friday… what time unsure… So I will be around here all day Friday waiting for Telus installation dude YAY

Other note - When can we grab my one last piece at my former house - my headboard driftwood piece - - over the weekend - - I know, I know - Ms. Demanding strikes again - - But then I can be out of your hair as I sand it and that will take hours and Char has a Mission OUT OF DEVON HAIR







I thought that today since you did express your anxiety last night about your new roomie arriving today that I would disappear while your adjustment time is occurring, or that change is going down. Farrah and I can be found on Pipers Lagoon rock picking and taking pictures Of the sunset and Farrah and whatnot - Bring wine if you want to join us - But I will be looking for Pipers Pub and grabbing coolers for tonight - - If you want to join in tonight - That is MY excitement coolers and artwork - - Oh and maybe coloring my hair more RED - -

Oh one other note from Ms. Demanding - - and this is a good one - - Since I am officially on Spring Break - - If you need any errands done during the day - - I can assist you in that If you need anything picked up or groceries, just give me the cash for the pick up of whatever item(s) and pronto it will be done - But if I could have Farrah during my days - - My days become Golden - - You have a friend Devon - - Not every female is out to hurt Devon C. - - In fact, I just enjoy your smiles so I am here for ya Dude - Besides I already am in love with your Dog - - Fight ya for her Haha The countdown is on for the Beach this aft.

You are a sweet man Devon and let me tell you this - - I do already adore you - - Actually the first smile and adjustment of your housecoat belt I already adored you and thought How far to his Probably king-size bed hah Instead of daring to kiss you and tell you how adorable I found you IMMEDIATELY physically I listened to my inner voice and said He is to be your very good friend and let him decide when and if it progresses and you to release control and let it just…

Be.

You have a friend - -
And her name is - -
Charlene

I hope in no way did this letterNOTE put the Devon defenses up - I wrote it so I do NOT muck up with Devon k… I think we have allot in common that one would never get bored of the other anytime soon… I am just better hahaha On that note, hugs and out … Besides your keyboard is DRIVING ME NUTS lol

GOOGLE OR YOUTUBE

Fire 370 Stewart Avenue, Nanaimo, B.C.

Trust Fund Set Up - -
The Island West Realty Fire Relief Fund is at Coastal Community Credit Union The account Number is 100020311963
Or contact Darlene King at Island West Realty 250-753-8111
Or cash donations are accepted at Paypal; landscapersrule@yahoo.ca

R.I.P. My furbabies Taz my beloved white boxer bundle of love and Meow-Meow my precious Ragdoll Kitty ...

Charlene Ann

Google - 370 Stewart Avenue, Nanaimo B.C. CANADA

That was my house - it is now embers...

Donations are being accepted at
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I will not go into the cause of the fire - That is so beyond the point it is inconsequential to my grief at this time... Hating Paul will not "bring back" my beloved Pets; Meow-Meow or Taz - - Meow-Meow was the resident queen of the house - - We all bowed to her - She was a beautiful blue eyed Ragdoll kitty - - Beautiful lil' curlup to me always wanting to ... Taz "The Spaz" was a deaf white boxer, a small bundle of love... For everyone...

Everyone he met, Taz LOVED - -

If you notice that I am not including photos on this post as my computers are a mass of plastic/hard-drives gone - - So my facebook page is featuring them - - Comment below with your email and I will send you my Facebook page link

Items that I lost in the fire?

For the past 25 years of my life I have been an artist in many avenues - - Acting; autographs from Pauly Shore to Jack Black, to Neil Diamond to RedCell, to Daniel Wesley Band, and all of my acting appearances (still on VHS lmao) with the likes of Danny "Partridge" Bonaduce, and photos of Danny Bonaduce and I and my singing telegrams of the last 20 years GONE

Easily 250 CD's - mainly 80's - to my favorite KISS to signed cd's of Daniel Wesley and others... Trance... Soundtracks ...

DVD's - - 300 of 'em - - Mainly, you got it - - 80's movies, ET, Mel Gibson's (all) and all of Arnold's... To yep 300 DVD's

KISS memorabelia (sp I know LOL) mainly of Paul Stanley - - and all of their cd's and dolls and whatnot... Avid collector

My porcelain dolls - Clowns easily 300

25 years of singing telegram costumes - - Clowns, gorilla suit, ballerina, many colored grass skirts and tops (bathing suit tops) all colors ... Naughty nurse outfits with corresponding boots - 5 pairs of "Naughty girl boots" Variety of colors - Red (fire engine) to white, and black and shoes/platform many with clear base and money inside and stripper outfits, naughty school girl outfits like 20 (a crowd fave LOL) and yep wigs????? ALL kinds of lengths and colors

And theatrical makeup

I am a Pisces and loved my baths - - so hundreds of bath products and bubblys were found in the bathroom - - - With the decor being the ocean - - So art of fish and whatnot

The kitchen decor was dedicated to kitty theme so anything that had a kitty cat (books, or wooden kittey knick knacks to art of kittys) was in the kitchen - this was Meow-Meow's favorite room because it faced south and she would be found on that window ledge in the morning watching the sunrise.. And that is where she died... I witnessed it UGH

My bedroom was dedicated to erotica and power of women/woman and sexuality - - A mermaid and my art pre-dominated... the female form and motorcycle boys lol books on wicca and the like - - goddesses, at least 30 dream catchers and incense/all kinds...

Pottery and plants were found thru out my home - - Always colorful and unique in look... and Sizes.

Books were everywhere also - - From Lance Armstrong to I collected books on The Kennedys, Marilyn Monroe and James Dean - -

I collected both books and Posters of James Dean which I had had framed - - That was in my computer room.

My computer was my livelihood so I had both a desktop and a lap top - - Both screens were 22 inch (I am a closet geek) LOL The desk top was my pride and joy the tower was a what I called my Disco Tower - When I had music on - It was a clear sided tower and the lights were keep beat to the music played WOOOO WOOOO Great for a person with ADHD lol

Laptop 22 inch yep

5 different colored ipods - Can you sense a theme of colour in my world? LOL

Stars were in my home allot too and disco balls either hanging in the windows or a huge one was found in my bedroom window...

Abstract art framed everywhere and oh my cameras - - 110 camera I called my James Bond Spy Camera - I had photos everywhere as well - - I refused to have a digicam I loved my disposable cameras

Mexican blankets and banners or hanging wrap around skirts hung instead of doors

Artistic was my home and oh there was fitness equipment - - one electrical treadmill HUGE and a elliptical machie, row machine, mini-treadmill, free weights (again all colors) and that was my home

Think art/color/ocean/disco balls/dream catchers they were in abundance in my life ...

I miss my Boxer Most - - If anyone knows where I can rescue another white boxer Let me know - He will be loved...

I can think more and more...

But I would like to write a BIG THANK you to the person today - - I was walking along the waterfront today and someone walked up to me (I did not know this person) and handed me an envelope onto which was written "You will find another 4legged friend once again..." Inside was a picture this person had taken of my Taz running free along the waterfront and cash - - The person left silently before I could thank them as I was stunned when this person knew me as The poor dear that suffered the fire

I pray that no one else ever suffers my pain - - Like this ...

Amen.

Dream Interpretor Requested:
My Dream Of Last Night:

I was sitting on my bed and daydreaming and then I started placing 18 inch sewing needles thru my skin!!!

But only on my face - - 2 thru my right eyebrow - - 1 thru my bottom lip (left to right) - 2 thru each cheekbone - -

What the hell?

Then I went to a job interview and I bumped into my ex after the job interview - - And he said that he did not like the (after he cleared his throat) piercings - -
So I stood before him and pulled all of them out? And blood BIG RED DROPS fell from the now holes in my face?

Then I rode the bus home and when I got home I glanced into the mirror and wherever a piercing had been was now yellow-green HUGE bruises? Like pea-soup green bruises? And very very white skin? Everywhere else?

INTERPRETATION?

Besides WIERD??? LOL

as i am to keep a record of "wrongs" with my neighbours - -
today, sunday, 9 p.m. - - stereo playing at top notch beginning with acdc - - and continuing ...
so loud cannot hear my own tv ...

yayyyyy

Well as I continue 2010 - I have found that I cannot, in 2010, stand chaos in my home environment -
I have spent the first week of 2010 - cleaning out my home of excess - Stuff I am not using or need - Knick knacks, clothes I will never again wear/fit ((sigh)) or the like and cleaning... I am surprised how chaos around myself in my "home" environment bothers me so.
TG for Freecycle!!! Or thrift stores **SMILE** So that is what I will be doing tomorrow COMPLETELY cleaning/washing floors/clothes and putting them away and putting everything away.
I can't believe it but I still have not put everything away - From my move here when? September 1st? So I have my goal for tomorrow of doing that "tomorrow"
Hmmmmmm - Surprise to me.

From: charleneann
To: depressionandabuses upportgroup@ yahoogroups. com
Sent: Sat, 2 January, 2010 5:01:38
Subject: [depressionandabuse supportgroup] Hello I Need To Write - -



I spent New Year's Eve alone, reading a book and snuggled up to my Boxer, named Taz. I am feeling so very alone. I reached out to others to spend New Year's Eve with - Either got their voice mail, were "too busy" or changed plans at the last moment...??? I have been single for like forever (10+ years) and am low income. I am a person that cuts and have walked away from the person that caused me to do so/more so. In 2009 I thought I was buying a home from my biological father, instead he took me to court and I lost and I had 72 hours to move. I am feeling very alone right now and thought I should reach out rather than cut. If anyone would like to correspond or is on Facebook lol I am there with this email... Don't know how to make friends really - Trying to go back to school/University to finish my B.F.A. but courses are soooo EXPENSIVE... Okay that is me in a nutshell.

Author: Charlene

I wrote the above to a Depression email pal venue I belong to - - Here is the first reply - - I am cutting and pasting it because it was so genuine...

charlene

im sorry your feeling this way but its good that you reached out to us instead of hurting yourslef im a cutter to and i know how differcult it is to stay away from doing that but you have taken a strong and positive step by coming here first and that on its own you should be proud of yourslef

these types of holidays are differcult for us specialy when we spend it alone i know i spend ome time with my parents but mentally i was alone through their lack of understanding

cuddled up to your dog that sounds cute it might have felt lonely to you but that just sounds a perfect way to see in the new year cuddled up to our faithful pets they never let us down i have a dog im up with her tnight cos she sick

but you must remember your not alone here we all are here for eac other

How I Spent My First Day of 2010 - -
I decided to go for a drive with my Faithful companion - And found, that within the rain, I was badly missing Vancouver and its being open/alive etc etc 24/7 365 days a year...

Everything but Blockbuster was closed LOL

Okay here is proof I am technically confused... I saw that many things were for sale - Including Nintendo Wii games - Well I thought this was a Name of a Nintendo Wii game (it was in with the rest of the games) and so Ummmmmmmmmm Get it home and its for the Nintendo Gamecube or whatever it is called ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH So off I will go back again for the right game - - GCUBE - RATATOUILLE is not for Nintendo Wii

**sigh**

But on the bright side? Got the Risky Business 25th Anniversary edition which **includes** All new documentary and never-before-seen Screen tests WOOO WOOO

Guess what I will be doing ASAP? While I treadmill? woooo wooo that is my day today... Me and Tommy.

Yay I rock.

In 2010.

As I end 2009, and bring in 2010 quite quietly...
Of course I reflect...
Dear Daddy -
My biggest regret is that we are ending 2009 apart - I love you with all of my heart - But you believe complete LIES about me and because you are so readily wanting to AUTOMATICALLY believe those very same lies - I have walked away from you.
But know this, I love you with all of my heart and always will and always have.
I just can't get past the feeling that you utterly detest me - For reasons I cannot understand.
I have tried for years, to bridge the gap/wall that separated us and finally I have chosen to walk away from you.
But I do love you Daddy and if you ever want to contact me I am here for you; landscapersrule@yahoo.ca is me.

My other biological parent dismissed me twice - As I went back to Manitoba to resurrect a relationship like ten years ago and it was a joke of a reunion. It was like I stepped into an alternate universe where time had stood still.
I was still being punished for rolling the car when I was 16 (yet in reality, equal amount of time had passed)...
Oh 100's of other ugly things reared its ugly head, during my stay, and I just watched it occur.

My mother? My biological Mother? I regret, every moment of every day, that I do not have a Mother figure in my world.

In 2009, I have reached out to friends of my past, via Facebook, and of my youth. One meeting was especially dramatic. I asked my former youth best friend, K.K. what she remembered about me. Her story was quite surprising, as I so did not remember the very same moment.

She said that she came over one Xmas to see what I got for Xmas, like teenage girls do, and I had received ONE pair of snow boots. Whereas my 1/2 brother (same biological mother, different father) received at least 1000$ worth of stuff. Did I cry? Or bemoan what he received? No, she laughed in her retelling, I grabbed my boots and told her, "Now I can play longer outside in the snow."

Where did that sunny outlook originate? In such a pathos of up-bringing? Unknown.

But that same outlook has made me, today, a survivor. Like in 2009, when I was informed I had 72 hours to move, after which my biological father had, in court, witnessed against me, instead of folding up and committing suicide, I looked around me and found ways to find me and my beloved pets a BETTER home.

I sold all the appliances within the home, my father demanded I vacate, for the rent and damage deposit of my new rental.

I let go both parents. Now.

Goodbye.

My mother's last words to me? "You are dead to me."

My father's last words to me? "Do you need help moving?"

Yiiiiii...

Loving both of them.

My resolution of 2010? Be the essence of Love and caring, in every interaction of mine, with other human beings. And creatures.

CharleneAnn

Well 2009 ends with a tumble or rather a rumble LOL
I text the dude to wish him Merry HoHoHo I get in return oh is this the psychotic b.? The fat psychotic b.? If so, ewwwwwww...
My reply? Well at least I am not confused in my sexuality and suck d*ck for weed LOL
Yep 2009 ends with me at my best **SIGH**
So the lesson learnt? So DON'T go there?
It started off as a friendship, talking and "SHOULD HAVE" stayed right there. Yeah BIG TIME and just talked and hung out
But nooooooooooooooooooooo
Biggest Ooooooooooooooooops I did it Again Moment for Me of 2009.
I am just so NOT going to go near the Male figure I am just going to work on Me. Me. Me. And let the rest disappear. IMPLODE/DISAPPEAR. Far, far away.

Well I sit here and type "free will typing" as I call it - With music blasting in the background - Of Liam Titcomb - The last concert that I went to and a disastrious date that I went on to the concert - Yeah it's really a "marvelous" date when you are set up with a dude that is in love with your friend that set up the date - Okay complicated. You get to hear all night long how fantastic/marvelous/smart/beautiful/awesome/great mother and walks-on-water etc etc your friend is from this man and you think, sarcastically, "I am so not getting laid tonight by this man." Yeah. Oh and the photo to the right? He disappointed me as well. I am fighting the feelings of jealousy/hurt/pain and what-not as you watch him cavort via words with a blonde/petite/size 2 married woman who is everything I am not - Married, well-to-do, size2 and never has a problem - Never has any drama Drops out babies and doesn't even look like she sweated for one moment of the birth? But you find her kooky and funny and whatnot and so am wondering why the feelings of jealousy/rage and whatnot occurs? Oh cuz I wanted a visit from this man from Thailand and to share moments with him and whatnot. But I am not "Sparkly" and warm and a size2 or blonde. LOL Or married. No strings here. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh to have him cuddle with me I would have been - so many things. But it was not to be. So I will release all that and think - - He didn't visit any of Canada and it wasn't just me. Let it go - Release the pain of rejection. I've never dealt well with rejection. Especially from those creatures with a penis. LOL As I close a chapter of my life - I look around and giggle - - Single again, solo still. There is one man I can say that I have loved, in love with, but he is not to be. Will 2010 bring me love? I am so not "hoping" or "seeking" or "waiting" for "it" to occur - - What was John Lennon's quote? Life happens while you are getting ready? Or something like that? No kidding. LOL Am I feeling sorry for myself? I am sitting here releasing the negativity and doing that DAMN breathing thing ZEN and not - I am going to walk away from negativity in any form in 2010. I might be doing allot of walking LMAO Come 2010 Char is so far from "perfect" - - But I believe in me - as 2009 ends and 2010 begins - - I no longer "believe" what the negatives of my life have told me Char "is". Released. I have cried today that I do not "have" a family instead am taking joy in the people that DO share in "Char World" and whatnot. I can't wait for Xmas this year as it is the first Xmas that I have "chosen" where I WANT to be - Rather than being told where TO BE. I made one present for my friends, with these hands, mine and I can't wait for them to open it and see "it" It IS in the giving. Char IS strength - - I survived my multi-millionaire Father taking me to court, losing my home, and I DID NOT END UP HOMELESS. I stood up on my own 2 feet and survived. Okay surviving did indeed have a Char-twist - Spent the first month in my new "home" hidden away with a young stud exactly half my age (meowwww) as I "settled" into my new surroundings - - I call that my OOOOOOOOOOOOPS I DID IT AGAIN or my "Britney" Period HAH
My cup is no longer 1/2 empty but 1/2 full with POSSIBILITIES - -
I can continue to type and talk about 2009 - and the Wackiness of my World - Like joining a Fitness Club and having the Trainer pick me to blow in my ear and say Naughty, Naughty Things and I am the one to leave the gym? NICE lol
But hey... RELEASE
BREATHE lol
Char

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************ - -
One day I will understand – the Why *********** would rather hang out with 2 men day in and day out - - Rather than crawl into bed with...
Me.
I just wanted to let you know that I gave my Notice to Move from Here. December 1st.
I wish you well – You have so much potential – I hope you don't squander your Positive Qualities into Weed and sex with Men. Or sex for trade for Cash. (re – Your most recent visit to Vancouver).
I will never regret being with ********** *************. There was one night that we spent snuggling and I will always remember. That ************ I met I will remember with a great feeling.
What I would have given for you to have chosen to continue our Friendship With Benefits. But it is so apparent you are so “not” interested. It got quickly boring for me, being the One Still Interested.
Take care of You. If you learn something/anything from me – You are Special ***********. I just wish you would have chosen to continue our friendship and open up more, and let us be friends, hang out more and all the rest of it. If you do remember Me, remember she hopes you the Best and wanted to be your Friend. You chose for it not to continue and I respect that. I do.
Hugs,

I have recently moved to a new residence and it came "with" people already living there - Beneath me basically - 6 in fact.
I will discuss the one pictured LAST as he has had the "most" influence on me - IMMEDIATELY.
The first person that I met was - Let's call him George - He is the caregiver to the resident "Peter".
As time as gone on, I have found out that all the people that are living here are fighting their demons - BIG TIME.
George is a recovering Heroin addict of what age? 50-ish and at times his words are - let's say - bitter. He has lived all over B.C. and has held all kinds of jobs. Which he likes to talk about - He is helpful, to me, often helps me to move boxes inside and lifts, I swear, weight I can't.
Peter is the resident and he suffers from some degenerative disease of the spinal cord which I don't understand what is going on with him. But he spends his days smoking "medicinal weed". Which he is QUITE happy to supply to the lad in the photos.
Let's call the photographed Lad Jim, for all intents and purposes. He and I "clicked" from the get-go and I would sit beside him and laugh and giggle and feel quite carefree. Young, I would feel and I would giggle with him and smile, at him.
Who kissed who? I can't remember but I do remember his blue eyes, so very close to mine. And we have spent many nights, sharing our stories. Talking far into the night.
I can't believe his story so very similiar to mine, at such a young age. His own father took him to court and as has mine recently.
I have chosen to remove myself into art and Jim has chosen to numb his pain with the always ready at hand weed.
I enjoy the lad that talks to me late at night. I don't understand the hourly use of weed. Lifestyle. He is called a "cabbage" head. Don't understand that either LOL
I just want to hold him and remove his pain.
I went downstairs just now and Peter was standing, and he had an episode/seizure and I could not/did not know what to do... How to react.
Is medicinal weed the way for these people to go? Who am I to know? I, too, am a lost soul. Very lost and needing a hug right now.
Indeed.

Dear Young Lad Named ........ -
Well aren't you the handsome one? With your looooooooong eyelashes and bluest of eyes. Way that you have the look/glance down pat - Tilting your chin down and looking at me, sideways?
With a full lipped grin and walking into my world - With your smiles and soft eyes? What is a woman to do? But to drag you INTO her bed?
Then the surprises began - For Me.
I thought, oh the idiocy of youth - Yet you threw me onto the bed and dove into me and pounded the night away and I just sighed - You said later I screamed - Your name.
Indeed.
I feel my breasts harden when you walk by me and I smile at you - Thinking my nasty thoughts and The day brightens.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm - How do I do a day when I know that to leave my front door open you wander in for a booty call? Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm -
Yes life often throws twists now doesn't it?
**SIGH**

Well I have moved into a new home and it's quite fantabulous... Actually.
There are 3 men that live downstairs and one has rocked my world. All of 1/2 my age and all that and now my life is split in 2.
A boy-toy is mine. And I REALLY don't know what to do.
All I know is that because of this "rendezvous at 10 every night" **GIGGLE** I have become QUITE relaxed about life LOL

I don't know about you - But I have reached the age where I sat down the other day and I looked around and thought - I am going to be dust one day and what have I accomplished?

I looked around and thought, there was only one man that I ever loved... And I wondered how he was doing?

When hmmmmmmmmmm - He popped up on my Facebook page and asked me how I was doing. How was I doing?

He was the first boy to kiss me, a striking boy of a red afro and a fantastic smile. I had moved from Winnipeg to a small town of Warren. SMALL is so not the word to describe Warren, Mb from Winnipeg.

I was all of ten. I was sitting on a rock, in a bike trail, enclosed by many trees and thinking no one was around, or would be for awhile, I sat down for a good cry. When a voice, right by my side, asked why I was crying.

I looked up and there was this beautiful young boy, looking down at me, daring to move my hair out of my eyes. Really looking confused, he was and concerned. I poured out my story, all my best friends and cousins and comfort was gone. I knew no one, and I once again began to cry, of which he replied, "To stop your crying, I am going to kiss you and for friends, I have 3 sisters."

He leaned forward and kissed me and I was entranced and as he withdrew his soft lips, I leaned forward and kissed him with all the passion I could find, wanting him never to leave me again.

When that kiss finished, and I leaned back, looking up, he was smiling and seemed to glow. I kissed him again, wanting to keep him near, always. Knowing that as long as I kissing him, he was mine.

That kissing continued throughout all my teen years and it was the beacon that was my Safety. If my day was blue, I drew comfort from his kisses and warmth and hugs, and wished for more.

Well I told him all this, but 20plus years had passed and he has, of course, a wife, children and a life. I could no longer run to him for kisses and secret wishes.

She is a very lucky lady and I sit here and cry. He is a great man and is standing by his principles. My boys are my life and I grew to love my wife.

Oh I look at my life and cry. Wishing he would run to me and hold me and say I loved you too, immediately. I was just too shy to take it further.

Oh Ricky - - I will be returning to our hometown at Xmastime - - I've aged, some call me jaded, and I am so wanting to see my Red.

Am I living in the past? No. I just remember you as my Cutey - - that always smiled at me and watched me cross the room, towards you and then life would rush our way - Y'see your 3 sisters came to occupy my life and you were the reason I really was returning and I never knew how to tell you that.

Now I am and what does that do.

Oh life's curves, are plentiful. As I look around my world.

In reply, you send me the song She's Everything by Brad Paisley and I don't know what to make of that - -

My gut reaction is to tell you I so want to just see you. And say Hello, you were so very special...

To Me.

To hold your hand and look up into your eyes once again.

Other than that? I can't begin to guess.

Will you give me that wish at Xmas? I hope so.

Now I go to the hospital and am quite sick. And scared and all that. But I reached out to you. And for that I am grateful I was given that chance.

Hi Dad - -

I just thought I would write to you and tell you many things.

Firstly, I love you Dad. I always have and I would like to take this time to apologize for all of the hurts that I have caused you.

I am ready to have a relationship with you.

Let's play catch-up, shall we? I have done extensive counselling for the summer. And I have come to many conclusions where you are concerned.

Mainly I never forgave you for not saving me/removing me from the abuse I suffered growing up. But I have forgiven you. Via writing it down on a piece of paper, burning it, and tossing it into the ocean. Living so near to the ocean is great for such self-healing rituals!!!

Also I always thought I was never "good enough" for you because I arrived so broken to your doorstep. I was so NOT what you wanted for a Daughter. Where I got such a thought - I don't know - You've never verbalized such a thing ever, but it was my thought whenever I stood near you.

Dad, I would like you to be in my world, and I would like to get to know my Dad. What he likes. How he likes his coffee, etc etc. And I would like him to get to know his daughter.

Let us continue the game of catch-up. I have done allot of renovating to my home.

Currently I am working on the exterior mainly. I have put in 3 gardens - 1 in front and 2 in the back. The one in the front is a rock garden to work from the rock wall that was always there. I have taken many walks to the ocean and picked up rocks there - - and that was great fun, actually.

The 2 gardens in back are a floral garden and a vegetable garden. The vegetable garden is all but finished, but the potatoes are still coming in. Which is great for fries, hash browns etc etc Poutine LOL

The interior I have painted the walls thru out - - a variety of colours (of course) and I have (myself!!) ripped out the carpenting. From every room. I felt every muscle in my shoulders when I did that job. UGH. But it is done and when I have more $$$ saved up, next spring, I am wanting to put in linoleum from end to end. Just not sure what "look" yet. Stone looking is what I am thinking.

The bathroom I painted bright blue and like the colour of the bright blue sea. I think it looks awesome and I have mosaic'd it. Mermaids are around too and seashells. Great for relaxing in the tub, gazing into the skylight, watching the clouds rush by. That is my favourite room, always.

I would like to have you be a part of my life Dad and I yours. I have released the anger of mine, where you are concerned.

One thing tho, I have never lied to you.

Oh and one other thing about me I would like to share with you? I am starting University in the Fall - - like weeks from now AHHHHH V.I.U. I am taking B.F.A. with a Minor in Visual Arts and I am doing this thru a Grant. I won a grant. I applied for Grants rather than submerge myself into a bottomless pitt of a student loan and I surprised myself by winning one. Is winning the right word? Wait, receiving one, yeah.

I have submerged myself into the artworld of this town. It is such a rich city for Art. I love it. You never commented on my banners? But I will do banners as long as that program is around. I love the slowness of the creation of the banners. And the "neatness" of seeing my finished product "blowing in the wind".

My grant is for part-time study only so that will be only 2 classes. This term and next. The 2 classes that I will be taking is Sculpture/Clay and Drawing/Free Hand. I have met my instructors - - For the clay/sculpture is Scott Leaf - another Icelander **SMILE** Him and I hit it off immediately and it helps he is HOTTTTTT and has a warped sense of humour HAH He has a show of his sculpture up at the University Art Gallery from August 28 - October 3rd if you want to check out his abilities.

My drawing instructor is Greg and he is just a lil' guy/height-wise - - All of a 100 pounds I think? But great energy and LOVES art - - I had to present a portfolio of my art - - 10 pieces to get admitted into the program and he accepted me - - along with Scott wandering in - during my presentation HAH I was like ohgawd - - But handled it - - I presented my photography/collages, paper mache work and a few of my paintings and my banners/links online. I did not eat anything before and presented during the heatwave we had so was worried about the paintings but they weathered the heat.

I have always felt inadequate around you Dad. That you "wished" you could throw me back because I was soooooo Imperfect. That I came out disfigured/clubfoot etc etc Could not ski and whatnot and I am sorry that I have never before this, really given you a chance to "be" my Dad or me to be your Daughter.

I have enjoyed moving to this town and I miss the fact that you are not in this transition stage of my life. I would like you to be.

I miss your smile Dad. I miss you.

I would like to continue from this day forward/this NOW as having a Dad that visits me and calls me and wants to visit his kid.

I would like that allot.

Oh there are many other things I would like to share with you and I would love to talk to you soon.

Or see you. I have a clunker car that I could drive and meet you for a coffee or a walk to wherever. Or wherever. I will be bringing a new puppy along that I would love for you to meet.

Hey the house is still standing. I am sure you are surprised (Okay that was bad attempt at sarcastic humour HAH)

Hope you are well Dad. I am. I like my life finally and I would like to share that with you.

I am finishing the Degree that I started what? A million years ago? HAH The goal is to be an Art Therapist at the end. I think I have the credentials to be a Therapist LOL Sat on the other side of the desk/layed on the couch enough. HAH

Well that is just a gist of my news. I am writing this to say Hello - I hope it is reciprocated.

Or just drive by and checkout the trailer.

My classes are Mondays and Fridays and I work nights at the 24Hours Fitness Club - Which is perfect for me - As I am a long-time insomniac so the shift works for me.

I hope you read this and my I AM SORRY has come thru. But mainly I wrote this for me, to know I have apologized/attempted to - To the person/1 person on this planet I love above all others.

I do love ya Dad. I do.

Okay it is almost time for me to take the puppy down to the ocean past Living Forest for rock picking/doggy walk time - - And then more gardening - - Hopefully the weather today co-operates.

This is sent with hope that there is still room in your heart for

Me.

My heart has always been Yours.

Love you,

Charlene Ann.

Talent does not mean that you have to be an artist who paints
masterpieces, or a gymnast who does flips. Talent resides
within you right now, in many different ways.

Caring for others is a talent, teaching is a talent, making people feel
welcome is a talent, solving problems is a talent and parenting
is a talent.

Never underestimate your talents and try not to compare or wish for
the talents of others. Focus on and accept the talents you have,
and you will find great fulfillment in life.

Seize A Moment

Seize a moment
and make it your own
and fill it with lifestyles
that your life has grown.
Seize a moment
and paint with your color
so that the moment
looks like no other.
Seize a moment
as a hungering child
to fill up your mind
with moments gone wild.
Seize a moment
from all that you've done
and find all the lessons
to make good begun.
Seize a moment
with things that you've learned
and see how much better
some things are discerned.

~Author Unknown