Dear You Know Who? (Mary's Ramblings and More!)

Hurting Leg

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 23:14:00 +0000

My leg has been hurting all week. I have been limping even more noticeably lately. I have had to go to therapy. I know I overdid it last week. I decided to begin working out these days. I have been gaining weight. I am just working at the clinic and going home to sleep. It has been crazy.

I hate going to therapy. They make me work like crazy. It gets harder and harder each session. I work at a clinic, which made things even worse. I had doctor telling me that I was limping more than usual. I was getting tired of people telling me that. Finally, one of the doctors told me that I needed to go see the doctor. I finally did. I got sent to therapy.

The kids at the clinic have been great. They have been hugging me and asking if I feel better. It is nice to have them care. One of the kids said that she would give me a massage. I thought that was so cute.

My leg is feeling better, after a week of therapy. I am glad, too. I have to do three more weeks of therapy. The physical therapist told me that I can’t work out like I did before. She told me some things that I can do to work out.

I won’t be overworking myself again, to say the least.

Adding New Entries

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Sat, 02 Aug 2008 17:50:00 +0000

I am adding new (well, older) entries to my journal, so, if it doesn't seem like there is nothing new being added, click here, and here, and here.

Love ya!
Mary

Last Things

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 22:49:00 +0000

What is the last movie you saw?
Over the Hedge

What is the last CD you bought?
D.M. Adkins

What was the last dessert you ate?
Granola Bar

What was the last article of clothing you bought?
Undergarments

What was that last book you read?
The Bible

What was the last sermon you heard?
God Is In Control

What was the last TV show you saw?
Walker Texas Ranger

What was the last song you heard?
Walker Texas Ranger theme song

Yahoo! Avatars

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Mon, 02 Jun 2008 16:48:00 +0000

Here are my Yahoo! Avatars.

What's This?

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Fri, 24 Jan 2003 04:30:00 +0000

I have been keeping a hand-written journal for sometime now. LaDawnya told me about her online journal, so I decided to start my own.

I am back adding my older entries from years past. It might be awhile before I get to the current date. Please bear with me.

I hope that nothing I say will offend anyone, for the Bible says, in Matthew 18:6

"But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea."

I don't want to offend anyone.

May the Lord greatly bless you as the Bible declares in 3 John 1:2

"Beloved, I wish above all things that thou mayest prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospereth." (That means that your soul should be prospering.)

Again, I am adding my older entries from years past. It might be awhile before I get to the current date. Please bear with me.

Introduction

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Fri, 24 Jan 2003 04:27:00 +0000

My name is Mary Ruthelow. It's a weird last name, I know, but it's my last name. I like it.

I have been keeping a hand written journal for some time now. I decided to put my writings, musings, and other thoughts online, since the world has gone so far as to have services and vices that will allow you to display your every thought online. (That was a bit wordy, wasn't it?)

I tend to do that. Get wordy, but that's just me.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading what I have written.

Remember, The Past Is Over, But You Can Always Reminisce!

About Me

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Fri, 24 Jan 2003 04:19:00 +0000

This is taken from Something To Say.

Getting To Know You

Favorite black TV show of all time.
A Different World

Worst date ever.
A date I had with my homeboy Ron Hill. He was really trying to impress me. He ended up wasting steak sauce on a new dress that I had bought specifically for the date with him. We are very good friends now. What's up, Ron?

Describe the ugliest dress/outfit you have ever worn.
An Easter dress that one of my aunt's made me. That thing was ugly.

Title of the movie of your life. Why?
Perfected One. At the moment, the Lord is working on me. Once He completes the work, I will be the PERFECTED ONE!

What actor/actress would portray your character?
I like Essence Atkins. She could play me.

One thing you would change about the church world.
Folks talking one thing and living another.

Best experience you have had feeling the anointing of God.
One Sunday morning while the choir was singing Not Oppressed Anymore by Ruth Fortson and Color of Praise.

One question you would ask God.
Why did it take so long for me to be perfected? (I know why, but maybe God could give me some insight to the human mind.

Saddest day of your life.
The day that we had my aunt's funeral that made me the ugliest dress that I ever wore.

Happiest day of your life.
The day I graduated from high school.

Make up the name of a fake country you would own.
Perfectville

Favorite recreational past time.
Reading books about people, places, and times pastI am going to create a character for a story based on you. What is our relationship?
Friends
Describe your character.
I simply tell you the truth, no matter how it makes you feel. I try not to be harsh, but I still tell you the truth. I can tend to be long-winded, though. I have a nice smile.

What is one thing most people don’t know about you?
That I can play the guitar, a little, very little.

What kind of exotic animal would you like to have?
Ring-Tailed Lemur

Last, book you read.
Past Sins, by my favorite artist, Winney Coleman

Best book you have read.
Anything by Winney Coleman

Worst movie ever made.
Howard the Duck

Worst movie ever made that you really liked.
Howard the Duck. I know, I need counseling.

TV show you like, but people think you are crazy for liking it.
Third Rock from the Sun

Song that always makes you cry.
Not Oppressed Anymore by Ruth Fortson and Color of Praise

Favorite city/state you like to visit.
Absanie, Maddocha - It is full of history.

One thing you would change about your life that would change your life greatly.
Playing around by the window in the 12th floor apartment that I lived in. I fell out of the window because I was playing around. I fell out the window and broke my leg. I have walked with a limp every since.

Whoever wrote this thang has too many questions, good grief, but I press on.

You have just recorded a “CD”; give me the title of the CD and the track listing. All the songs must end up telling the story of your life.

Perfected One - Title
1. Born Into this World
2. Saved At An Early Age
3. Miracle, She Fell From How Far Up?
4. Yes, Lord
5. Working For Perfection

My life isn't quite over yet.

What’s one mode of transportation you have never taken and would like to take?
The train

What’s your biggest indulgence?
Books

What’s the worst meal you ever cooked?
None, I don't cook.

Name a non-family member that you admire most.
Ruth Fortson, she has a powerful testimony.

Who was your first crush on?
I ain't telling you.

Crazy Dreams

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Sat, 31 Aug 2002 01:50:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"..It feels good... If it really feels good to you baby, let me hear you say: uh! Uh! Baby... If it really feels good to you baby, let me take you away..."
-Tony, Tone, Toni

How's life and thangs like that? So what's on the mind of Mary today? No letter from Derrick today. Maybe I should just write him. I don't even know.

Lately, I have been having crazy dreams. Not crazy in the sense that they are really weird like R-rated, but mostly that they have totally nothing to do with anything. The thing they have in common is that they all have one thing or another to do with some form of love.

Do you want to hear about them? Of course you do!

Well, there is one that I remember very clearly. The others are kind of vague.

I call the dream:
Love Never Dies!
(Yes, I give my dreams names.)

The dream stars me, Whoopi Goldberg, Arnetia Walker, a homosexual, and a body builder. It is about this girl (me) who lost her mother when she was a year old and her father takes her to live with him. (Although I do not know it, my father is being investigated on charges of jewel smuggling.) A police woman (Whoopi Goldberg) moves in with my family as a maid to see if she can get any evidence on him. After a lot of time has lapsed; my father dies in a police raid. After the reading of the will, I receive a furnished house with a Mercedes and a Honda in the garage. Whoopi adopts me and moves in with me. Later on, her sister (Arnetia Walker) moves in too and I have two moms. One is a "stable well-mannered, well-dressed sophisticated and intelligent woman. The other is the exact opposite.

That's it for the dream scene.

Love ya!
Mary

P.S. I don't know where the homosexual came in.

Maybe Life Isn't That Bad

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Fri, 30 Aug 2002 02:52:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

I was missing something, well I at least thought I was. I would look at other people and I would see something in them that I did not see in myself.

Maybe I was wrong. I don't know, maybe I had something that they long for and I didn't know it.

I was really concerned. I think I had let the envy monster get the better of me.

I don't really understand. I just wish I did.

Can anyone help me?

What am I talking about?

L-O-V-E!!!

Maybe life isn't as bad as I thought it was. Well until we actually meet.

Love ya! Again...
Mary

P.S. How's the man in your life?

Been A Long Time

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Thu, 29 Aug 2002 23:18:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"Heavenly Father, it's been a long time since I've held her in my arms..."
-Chuckii Booker

It's been a long time since I've held anyone in my arms, but anyway life goes on. That's all for now.

Love,
Mary

Getting A Date

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Thu, 29 Aug 2002 04:32:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"Promises, Promises. We don't keep them..."
-Christopher Williams

How's life and things like that? Life's ok, but mostly boring and lonely. I am still discussing my failed love life. Although you probably don't really have too much of a problem with getting a date as I do. Maybe you did when you were younger, but maybe you didn't either. My dad keeps telling me that when I am older I will have men coming out of my ears. Somehow, I don't believe him. That's pretty much it for now.

Love,
Mary

I'm Cryin'

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Sat, 24 Aug 2002 23:32:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"...I wanna go outside in the rain... I don't want nobody to see me cryin'... And drown my tears in the rain..."
-Malira

Yea, so why am I crying? Why? Well, because my social life leaves little to be desired. All the guys I have ever liked have all seemed to just kind of fade away. First there was Quinton. I met him when I was 14. He was cute and things like that. He gave me a necklace and some earrings. I told my mom and she made me give it back to him, then she talked to him. After that, I never saw him anymore. There was Brian Jameson. Every girl at my school at one time or another had a crush on him. At the time, I had a crush on him, he had a girlfriend.

BOMB... There was DC Brown. He said that I was too sweet for him to mess over me and he never really said anything more to me than hi or how are you doing.

BOMB... There was this guy named John Robert Proctor. I asked him to this Christmas dinner we were having at work. He couldn't go because he had a basketball game out of town. He transferred to another college because he did not get enough playing time. This was not really a bomb. He just kinda faded away.

There was this guy named Jerrod Patrick. I called him once and we had a class together other than that no contact.

BOMB... There is now this guy named Derrick Norman. We had been writing letters, but I have not received a letter from him since August 6. I don't know if this will end up as a bomb.

Until,
Love ya!
Mary

I Got A Man, Maybe

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Fri, 26 Jul 2002 01:49:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"...One nite of touching', two nites of hugging, three nites of trust. One nite of love..."
-After 7

I know it's been a long time, but anyway.I met this guy, and I may be in "L.O.V.E."Go figure huh! I did say maybe. He's nineteen and he works at some store called "WEIDMANS." His dad is a pastor. He plays the bass guitar. He cute and thangs. The more I think about him, the more I think I like him. I may just be desperate and lonely. I really wish you were here because I need someone to talk to. Well, I wrote him a letter. He said he would write me. Maybe I am pushing him. I didn;t say anything in my letter that would show him that I liked him. I am so inexperienced at this. My life has been so sheltered. I was raised like I was raised, anyway, you can't change the past. Well, I have to go now.

Love ya!
Mary

Being A Stepchild...

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Mon, 03 Jun 2002 00:24:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"I talk to myself cause there is no one to talk to... People ask me why, why do I do what I do... They think that I'm crazy, they say I'm strange, cause my attitude has taken a change..."
-Christopher Williams

Yep! I talk to myself, too. People don't have to think I'm strange because I think I'm strange myself. Anyway.

"...Someone give me love..."
-Troop

You know what... Being a stepchild is like being an extra in a movie. You don't have a major part, you are there to make the empty spaces seem full.

(Sax solo.)

Love ya!
Mary

101 Statements About, For, or By Mary Ruthelow

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Sun, 07 Apr 2002 04:30:00 +0000

My name is Mary LoAnna Ruthelow.

My middle name is pronounced Low - Ann - A.

I was born on May 29, 1983.

I was born at 12:05 AM.

I was the second baby born on May 29, 1983 in the state of Maddocha.

My parents are LoAnna Ruthelow-Jones and Marty Ruthelow.

My father died in 1998.

My mother remarried in 1999.

I was born in Hardaway, Maddocha.

My uncle, Dr. Hiram Ruthelow was my mother's obstetrician.

My uncle was the obstetrician for all of the women in my family.

I went to Cynthia Pitts High School.

I graduated from high school in 2001.

I received a scholarship from the Adams-Shields Foundation.

I am attending Caffco University in Dorinda, Maddocha,

I am majoring in Child Psychology.

I plan on being a child psychologist.

I am not a completed work yet.

I am striving for perfection.

When God gets through with me, I am going to be great.

I fell out of a window on the 12th floor of an apartment building.

I lost a lot of blood.

I walk with a limp.

I had to have two blood transfusions.

I was in the hospital for a month.

I was in therapy for six months.

I was able to continue with my schoolwork while I was in the hospital.

My teacher, then Kordilia Larmond brought my homework to school each day.

My teacher came to the hospital and gave me my tests.

My teacher was my uncle's girlfriend.

My teacher is now my aunt, Kordilia Ruthelow.

My favorite author is Winney Coleman.

I have read everything by Winney Coleman.

I have read Winney Coleman's Past Sins 10 times.

My Aunt Kordilia gave me an autographed copy of Past Sins for my 16th birthday.

My favorite singer is Ruth Fortson.

My favorite Ruth Fortson song is "Not Oppressed Anymore."

My Aunt Kordilia took me to my first Ruth Fortson concert in Maddocha City.

My favorite dish is broccoli and cheese.

I don't cook.

I go to the beauty shop every week.

I go to the nail salon every other week.

I think lemurs are cute.

I want a ring-tailed lemur.

I hate wearing shoes.

My aunt Bridgett Caldwell died when I was 13.

I was heart broken when my aunt died.

One of my cousins sung Ruth Fortson's "Not Oppressed Anymore" at the funeral.

Everyone was crying and praising the Lord after my cousin sung the song.

I have been meaning to make a tribute site to my Aunt Bridgett.

I went on my first date with my homeboy Ron Hill.

The date we went on was on Valentine's Day.

He has given me a gift every Valentine's Day every since our first date.

I have given him a gift every Valentine's Day since then, too.

Ron's wife is cool with the fact that we still send each other Valentine's Day gifts.

Ron is three years older than me.

I wish someone would make a movie out of Winney Coleman's Past Sins.

Right now, my computer is moving slow and it is irking me.

Jesus made a difference in my life.

You oughta been there when the Holy Ghost fell on me. You oughta been there.

I have went to church all my life.

I grew up as a member of Reed's Chapel COGIC.

My aunt Bridgett was a member of the church and she let me go to church with her.

I accepted Christ into my life when I was 6 years old.

I was baptized when I was five years old.

My mother and father didn't attend church until after my Aunt Bridgett died.

That was my aunt's last wish for me and my parents.

Both of my parents were saved at Reed's Chapel.

Monica Austin's father founded the church that I grew up in.

Now that I am free, I know that God's love is covering me.

Life now is sweet and my joy is complete.

Despite all that I've been through, I still have my joy.

I meet LaDawnya Adams when she came to church with her grandmother, Monica Austin.

Her mother, Kourtnee Adams, gave me a scholarship to go to Cynthia Pitts High School.

I want to go to Paris, France.

God's been good to me.

As long as I live, I'll testify that God's been good. Mighty mighty good.

Excuse me. I need a praise break. You can join me if you want to.

God's been good.

He's healed my body.

He saved my soul and now I can tell.

So good, so good, so good, so good.

Long as I live, I'll testify, You've been good.

I have light brown eyes.

My favorite basketball team is the Hardaway Heat.

My uncle bought my aunt and I season tickets to the Hardaway Heat games when I was 13 until I was 18.

I encourage children to dream.

I encourage children to pray.

I encourage children to read.

My favorite saying is, "Keep on dreaming."

Another saying I like to say is, "Don't give up on your dream."

Another saying I say is, "Never give up!"

I may run slowly, but I will finish the race.

Can't nobody tell me that there isn't anything I can't do.

I will keep on dreaming.

I dislike green peas.

I ate some hominy once.

I threw the hominy up afterwards.

I dislike it when people look over your shoulder.

I like going to church.

I exercise everyday.

I get a massage every month.

I wanted to be an obstetrician when I was little.

Nosey people get on my nerves.

I didn't cry at my father's funeral.

I danced because I knew he was saved when he died.

My father was a deacon at Reed's Chapel.

My mother is an usher at Reed's Chapel.

I sung in the youth choir at Reed's Chapel.

I was a junior usher at Reed's Chapel.

My aunt Bridgett was the general church secretary,

She kept track of the offerings that members gave for tax purposes.

Some glad morning when this life is over, I'll fly away.

To a home where joy shall never end, I'll fly away.

I always try to do my best.

When my best isn't enough, God makes up the difference.

Sometimes, I hear my Aunt Bridgett's voice saying, "Hold on baby. It's gonna be alright. God's got His hand in it."

I miss my Aunt Bridgett.

I miss my father, sometimes.

My mother is an only child.

I am an only child.

Dameun Grant of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Stacy McDurney of the Maddocha City Wolves was born in May just like me.

Bishop Powers of the Booneville Trojans was born in May just like me.

Detrick Madkins of the Maddocha City Wolves was born in May just like me.

Kevun Granite of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Jay Law of the Wallace Wave Bob Cats was born in May just like me.

Stephen Nelson of the Helena Lightening was born in May like just me.

Cabel Adams of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Franklin Johnson of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Byron Bibby of the Petersburg Mustangs was born in May just like me.

Good Richards of the Aurora Hawks was bon in May just like me.

No Bowl of Jell-O

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Wed, 03 Apr 2002 04:30:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"...I'm lost without you. I'm lost without you... Let me be the first to say. I'm lost without you..."
-BeBe & CeCe Winans

Okay, so I am going to start complaining. Life ain't no bowl of Jell-O. I don't know what to do. I hate being here. Maybe I don't enjoy my surroundings. Maybe I just don't want to admit that I would rather be in Iowa than to be here. My cat doesn't even like me. Life sucks, then you die. I suppose that does not really mean anything, but it does seem to be the real feeling that I feel.

Love ya!
Mary

Bunch of Quotes

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Wed, 03 Apr 2002 04:30:00 +0000

"Eleanor Rigby spent half her life alone, no fault of her own. Made a decision love has no place in her home..."
-Babyface

What's up? How's life and things? Nothing much is going on today. I figured I might spill my guts and be truthful for once. (Who knows? I might accomplish something.)

How about love? What is all about? My love life sucks. To be exact. I have no love life. I sometimes think that if I did, I wouldn't know what to think.

"...You were so afraid that love would blow your heart away..."
-Babyface

Yea, I know. My sentiments exactly. I also think that guys would not like me because I don't have certain measurements.

"...Poison as can be with a high-powered chest... Never trust a big butt and a smile..."
-Bell Biv Devoe

Now, you understand what I mean. I sometimes think that if I find a guy, he will just say:

"...I'm sorry, but you're not my kind of girl..."
-New Edition

Help me please!! What can a person do?

"...I often wonder how I managed always searching, but not finding a true heart. What does it take to find me a lover? I'm hoping that I don't have to fly too far..."
-Troop

"What you've been missing in a man; I can supply it, your wish is my command..."
-Johnny Gill

I wish.

Anyway, that's all I have for now.

Love ya!
Mary

P.S. Have a nice day.

All Messed Up

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Tue, 19 Mar 2002 04:30:00 +0000

"...So broken-hearted. Well, I never meant 2 hurt you or break your little tender heart... I'm not like any other brother... Like Tide, he's giving you a wash job... Hung you while you drip dried..."
-Babyface ("Tender Lover")

What's up? So, Spring Break is over and my life is no better due to some miraculous event that occurred.

I stayed for my former church's church anniversary. I don't know why though.

I left my backpack and wallet in the trunk of my Mom's car and I need the things in my backpack. So, I have to wait for my Mother to mail them to me. She hates doing that.

Later!
Mary

I Must Be Dreamin'

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Sun, 10 Mar 2002 04:30:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"Just call my name and I'll come running..."
-Can't remember

What's up. Nothing is happening on my end. I may have a chance to make a demo tape. All it will cost is $95 for a 5-hour session. That is a good price considering that it usually costs $100/hour. The song that I may record is "He Can Fix It If You Let Him Try."

I am so happy. There is a weird side to it all. The morning I found out about the recording, I had a dream that Jimmy Jam showed me how to produce a demo. Strange ain't it.

So, I'm so excited and thangs. Even though the guy I like only spoke to me today after I spoke to him. In my fantasy, I run into his arms and he hugs me passionately and we kiss and kiss. Oh well, I just woke up!

SMILE!

I guess I must be dreamin'.

Love ya!
Mary

I Feel Good

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Wed, 06 Mar 2002 04:30:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"There's something about your love that makes me weak and knocks me off my feet...
-Can't remember

"He said Word up! Here we go..."
-Wrecks-N-Effect

I am sure that you have already gathered that I am rather jovial today.

Guess what, I called the guy I liked. We talked for half an hour. He was sick, so I called him to see if he was okay. He asked me where I stayed and thangs. He said, "Thanks for calling" at the end of the phone call. I smiled from ear to ear. I was so happy.

That's the news for today.

Love ya!
Mary

That Guy I Like

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Fri, 01 Mar 2002 04:30:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"Ain't no woman like the one I got... She don't ask for things nor diamond..."
-Kashif

"She's a slammer. The girl is so bad. She's a slammer. This is the best I've ever had..."
-Can't remember

So what's up? My life is okay. The guy that I like... I saw him twice today. I said hi to him first then later, he said hi to me. He is going out of town for a track meet. I overheard him talking to someone.

That's all I really have to talk about.

"So chill for awhile and maybe later I'll check you out, but as for now, I am only around to just make you party people just get on down..."
-Dana Dane

Bye!
Mary

A Bunch of Quotes

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Thu, 28 Feb 2002 04:30:00 +0000

"The words love and life both have four letters, but they are two different words altogether..."
-Whodini

"What's love got to do, got to do with it? What's love but a second hand emotion?... Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?..."
-Tina Turner

"Where do we go from here? My love? Do we walk away, do we keep on trying? After the feelings gone, my love..."
-Stacy Lattisaw and Johnny Gill

"Sorry, you're not my kind of girl..."
-New Edition

Why am I quoting love songs? I like this guy and I haven't the foggiest idea whether he likes me or not and I have no way of telling.

"What must I do if I can't swing this moment with you? I'm out of my mind, just help me to regain my sanity..."
-Guy

I am losing my mind. I have never liked a guy this much in all my life. He knows that I like him, too. He doesn't say anything to me, though. There is this girl who just quit her boyfriend. The guy I like keeps hanging around her.

"To top the night off..."
-DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

I have a headache that keeps coming back day after day, night after night. I take medicine, but it does no good.

I keep trying to forget about the guy, but I'm getting really weird. Last night I had a dream about him. He invited me over to his room and we watched some videos and ate pizza. (Guess what I am eating for dinner tonight -- Pizza.)

"I just don't know what I can do..."
-Milli Vanilli

What should I do? Someone told me to ask him directly, point blank, whether he likes me or not. That ain't my thang. I just can't be verbatim and ask him something like that.

Why am I such a chicken?

Maybe I should just forget about him. I don't know.

Love and life both suck! What is love?

Well, there is no sense in depressing myself any further.

Love ya!
Mary

Happy Valentine's Day

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Fri, 15 Feb 2002 04:30:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"...There was a lot of things that I knew, but the words my mother said were...
Money - have your own
Friends - just for fun
Drugs - don't indulge
Sex - wait for the right person
Crime - does not pay
Work - all your days
Love - does not apply
Live - to live you must die
And I can't be late 'cause I was born not..."
-Tony! Toni! Tone!

Happy Valentine's Day

Love ya,
Mary

About My Date

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Wed, 13 Feb 2002 04:30:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"...I just wanna be the one you adore... I just wanna sha-ba-da-ba-dweet-dee-dee..."
-The Gap Band

I went on a date. I wrote a short story, totally unrelated to the date. I just thought I would tell you.

It was on Friday. His name was Lonnie Mayson. We went to the movies. We drove around. We are just friends.

That's all.

Later,
Mary

Oh Brother

noreply@blogger.com (Me) — Mon, 04 Feb 2002 04:30:00 +0000

Dear You Know Who,

"Take the Lord along with you..."
-Chuckii Booker

Well, it feels pretty great to be lonely, left out, forgotten about, and nonexistent. So, I'm complaining again. Ok, I'm alive, have my health and strength, clothes to wear, a shelter to live in, and a loving family. (Yea right!)

I don't even know why I'm here!!

I thought slavery was illegal. (Of course I am only kidding.) But it sure feels like it down here.

So what's been up on your end?

I don't feel now that I have said all of this.

I hate this blouse that I have on.

All I did was complain...

Oh brother!

Love ya!
Mary