It's 365 Days of CMD.

http://cmd365.blogspot.com/


I'll be posting there every day. This blog is gonna hang out for a while longer too.

Wanted

A guy who doesn't mind that I am not nor will I ever be a size 2. A guy who makes me feel like a supermodel. Someone willing to put up with my obsession with shoes and books. Someone who doesn't mind that sometimes I dress up and sometimes I don't. A guy who can put up with my slightly disorganized, cluttered style of living. Someone that likes theatre, movies, music, art, mud puddles, motorcycles, dancing in the rain, and driving around. A guy who doesn't mind that I can't cook worth a darn but enjoys the fact that I love to bake. Someone who wants me as I am.

I think something inside me is broken... completely and irrevocably. Maybe not irrevocably. Hopefully not irrevocably.

I have this problem... I truly and completely believe that no one cares. I don't keep in touch with people because I don't want to intrude in their lives. When I do, I spend more time battling guilt and worry that I'm being a pest than I do enjoying the fact I'm talking to a friend. I miss my friends and I can't do anything about it.

Love stories

I'm currently reading "An Affair to Remember" about Katharine Hepburn and Spencer Tracy. It's subtitle is "The Remarkable Love Story..." etc. It set me to wondering. Are all love stories remarkable? Remarkable doesn't necessarily mean good or happily ended. It just means that it's worthy of being noted. Maybe it's the utterly hopeless romantic in me but I do think all love stories are worthy of note.


This is what comes of combining a half dozen romance novels and a female mind in the full sway of hormones.

"I want to do something that matters"

"Know in your stomach you're never alone"