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how's everybody handling the holy days?
my home is pulsating with teen spirit, the phone rings, video games,heavy kitchen traffic, and i am the ULTIMATE AUTHORITY for 7 more days. i blanket myself in my music and walk the beach twice a day; three former foster kids are spending the week, plus my four and their friends.
i gave everyone their own copy of the constitution, and we discuss the bill of rights at dinners. im having fun, hope you all are too.

So far, my oldest son and girlfriend came to eat, watch a concert on dvd, and share gifts xmas night. They were here for 3 hours. The rest of the time has been solitary, and I'm off work this week, too! I've ridden my horse/s nearly every day; sometimes alone, sometimes with a group. I went to a movie xmas day with a group. I went to see 2 movies alone; "Finding neverland" today since it was raining and flooding everywhere and I couldn't ride. I'm reading.

It's been great. I often think, "If only I never had to go back to work!" But you know what? I have these visions of being a total recluse that forgets how to use human speech if I'm not forced into some sort of contact with others on a regular basis.

Irony of the year: I got a horoscope chart "done" as a gift. It called me "outgoing." Interestingly, the rest of the 45 pages were right on target. I'm still looking behind the doors and under the cushions for the "outgoing" me, though. ;-)

on the cowlitz river at the base of mt st helens.one day i went out for supplies to a wee little logging town. this woman ran up to me "the president's been shot!!" i was sure id gone back in time, "kennedy?" "REAGAN" she responded
i burst out laughing. then looked around. people were looking hard at me. i jumped back in my car and laughed uncontrollably for 50 miles till i got to the next place for supplies.
the point of my silly story is that the mind is a terrible thing to waste. i was katie of the woods. i talked to cyotes and the moon. i could smell salamanders and gaze forever down river. i did not miss humans. later in life i hope to find a suitable cave.

I just have to remember to stop talking to myself when
I actually do go out into the world of other humans.
They look at me funny when I start one of my usual
conversations with myself.