Jim Beam Live Music Series 2012 - Kid Rock

I hope you lived and loved well today, My Sweet Angel. May your body rest fully and completely in blessed slumber. May your mind calm from your day's activities allowing good, smiley thoughts to float gently around while your eyelids slowly close in peaceful sleep. All is well, My Precious Angel. Sweet Dreams, My Beloved, Sweet Dreams.

I guess I figured out what to do. "But my heart seems to know which way to go." (I've been practicing and it feels good). Way past last call, so I'm heading to 316 after 3. I believe I have my phone all fixed (but I still have quite a learning curve) so I am going to try my internet access at 316 later. I'd say home, but home is where my heart is and we both know where that is. I'm pretty excited...the possiblity of internet whereever I am!?!?! Lots of smiles and love, My Precious Angel!

If so, thank you. I warmly listened as Q educated me on gender communication, expectations, & the perception areas in which we collide. Dammit, he was funny, or maybe it was my simultaneous laughter at His timely education. I don’t like hurting, others – especially my dear friend - or myself. Gender communication class taught me I (not consciously but possibly my soul in retrospect) knew what I was getting into before I ever put pen to paper. I apologize; I still have a learning curve. However, I still have that feeling because after all this what the hell was that all about stuff, I found out I am still standing on the ground, although recently shakey solid-ier now :) Expectation instruction showed me how high I put selective expectations on myself, then, instead of deal with my own stuff, I judge another for not meeting an ill-at-best articulated expectation. As harshly as I do it is a reflection of how harshly I am judging myself. I apologize. I am not sitting around. I know all too well I have my own stuff. Thank you for being understanding. Thank you for listening. Perception areas cracked me up to no end, I must say. I found out from Q women see things on the black or white side of the one line (although I thought I looked at many things as a spectrum) & he ain’t ever seen it land on the line (spin me around all out laughter); however, men see the two ends of the spectrum & everything in the middle of the spectrum-ending lines is gray. I didn’t know; shoulder shrug really? Huh. He said he just shrugs & says I love you, honey, and we’ll get through this. Only thing better than my dream of a driving by car blasting your music was walking in my cowboy boots & didn’t think the 12 would fit but they are awesome jeans listening to you on my borrowed MP3 player. Totally awesome!!! Stomping Ground very good Brew live music reminds me I continue to rock & roll on to sing me back home. Now a trio of fruit little ways…He is really funny, isn’t He? I love you.

Enough computering! Heading to 316 to dissolve cast stones. I don't know what I'll figure out to do. Black and blue just keeps getting more so.

I'm giving Gertie time to boot up here at the library. I faced those little fellas head on again this morning. Oh, they had a mouthful, but nothing I wasn't prepared for, plus I threw them a curve ball by stepping myself up a couple of notches they didn't expect. Now who's giggiling...yes, that's me :) No, it wasn't easy, nor do I expect it to be, but plans, dreams, stubborn blonde Norwegian-ism, my devotionals, the new borrowed book through which I zoomed 2 chapters this morning, my faith - tried and true in tribulation - and that one tiny thing inside me that has been beaten down but now emerges from the ashes like a Phoenix give me all I need to laugh those little buggers right on out of here :) I accomplished a lot already this morning and now I have some Internet computing and printing stuff to do for a bit before I head to 316 for other rocking and rolling on activities. I hope your day is good, my friend. I'll watch 35:31 on a break here before I go. I'll talk to you again before I head out. You are precious, Robert James Ritchie!!!