First I wanna say THANK YOU TO HESTER!  Holy Hannah, I received the biscotti she sent and lemme say I tasted it all.  My absolute favorite one is the lemon.  The chocolate was lovely also but it was kinda sweet for me. One of my roommates devoured it though. She is a CHOCO-HOLIC! Thanks Lady Hester you totally rock.  I've got something fabulous for your stockin' lady!

And now for my blog of the day.

What is the deal with this camera?! UGH! It is impossible to understand this thing without reading every single word of the instruction, but no worries, I shall be victorious! 

Well My birthday is coming up, next Tuesday to be exact....gulp.  Now I am not really too concerned about getting a year older. My problem is that I don't feel older.  I mean, I don't FEEL like a grown-up.  Whatever that might feel like.  Okay, okay I am sure it is because I have engineered my life in such a way that the only way I myself would even know that I am grown up is the credit card bills and the maybe the bills that come to the house in my name.

The truth is that on a good day I probably feel about 16 years old at the most. I mean when I was 16 years old I didnt live with roommates or have 2 jobs (only one back then) nor did I sit in the drivers seat of my life as I do now. And I certainly wasnt being pestered for little environgirls and boys by my family, in fact the sermon back then was just the opposite! LOL! But still I was taking off on adventures (like now), paying my own way (like now), and I was a ravenous bookworm (like now). 

Some of my friends tell me to "grow up" constantly and then there are the ones who never say it but you can feel the thoughts boring into you everytime you speak with them.  Everytime someone tells me this I think of my grandmother (She was buried on New Years day of THIS year and I miss her terribly) who used to tell me to live the best way I could for myself in the best way I know how.  She was always so young at heart and she always talked about what she would have done had she been born later, when women had choices other than marriage and motherhood exclusively.

So I would like to say those who feel that I am not grown up enough for their tastes: GET BENT and GET THE "F" OVER IT!  There, I said it.  I have to do what is good for me and I thank my Granny and a friend who gave me the words I needed to hear/read yesterday for helping own what I already knew.  Thanks Ya'll (Gran and company).

And now some poetry , well a quote anyway, for the young at heart...here goes:

Some reckon time by stars,
And some by hours;
Some measure days by dreams
And some by flowers;
My heart alone records
My days and hours.
-  Madison J. Cawein

Goddess Bless