Sunday, August 7, 1999

Ok so I don’t write every day. Sue me. So what if I write once a month, if that. Love me for who I am, that’s all I can say.

Yes lately I have not been making the efforts to make this look pretty. So live with it boring and white. I don’t have time for prettiness. Be thankful I’m writing at all. Of course I don’t know who should be thankful me or you. *laughs* I’m lucky if anyone reads this at all. But I don’t really care, that’s not what this is about. This, my journal is about putting MY thoughts down in writing.

So what if I don’t have that much to think about. So what if I try not to think at all some days. Some days I just don’t want to think. Don’t ya just gotta love a day you can get away from it all and just not think. I know I do. Hey, that’s just me. Like I say, take me for who I am.

Pierre is starting to come around about the ceramic shop. He told me today he doesn’t like it but he really does hope it goes well and if it don’t that I will not dump money endlessly into it. Fair enough, I say. God I love, that man. Total respect for him being man enough to say that to me. Again though he did express how much he didn’t want me to do it and that he didn’t like it. But I’m crossing my fingers that it goes well beyond my own expectations. I’m hoping like mad that Pierre could get off the road and be home if this goes well. Maybe in a year, maybe in five or six. In a year if it isn’t going as well as expected then I could sell it.

Life is good. Busy but good.

Oh ya. One little thing, Pierre thinks I should give up baseball. His excuse. If I got the shop I’m already taking time away from the boys. He wants me to not go any more. Even this week that the boys are gone. I asked how I’m taking time from the boys if they aren’t even here. No answer. What a man ehh? I don’t know why he wants to have control over me. Must be a man thing. I don’t know when it will sink into that brain of his. I do what I want anyway. He he. All right. I do consider him. But I’m not hurting anything by going to baseball. I’m in town anyway. So why shouldn’t I go. Yes, tomorrow I will be playing ball.

Well, I suppose I should get to bed soon.
Take care all.
G’night.
Lots o’ love
Christine


After thoughts........
I wonder if Pierre ever reads this.
Cy is so cool. He brightens my day with the nicest things he says. I love him like a brother. He is so different from any other guy I know. Very deep.
I don’t know why I had this thought of match making him with Bronte just now. But I did. Damn, I bet they would be a good couple. I could see them as the happy family type. And I am hope if Sarah reads this she don’t get cause I like her and I think she and Cy could rock if they could get it together. They would be a hell of a team with their computer technology. Prolly have this big megga computer company and make lots of money cause Cy would have the brain storm ideas and Sarah would merge them with hers and she could back him up with her strength. She’s a strong woman. Gotta respect that about her. Personally, maybe they are the better match *shrugs* they could make millions together. Hmmmm maybe I should get pestering cupid and you know........let my rich friends thank me later. he he

ok enough silliness

oh ya i watched meet joe black tonight and i thought it was pretty good about an 8 on a scale 1 to 10

now i’m going
bye