Hi folks - was just making a few entries online and thought I would pop over here and leave a tidbit. I'm not blogging on a regular basis at all and I miss it in some ways. I think most of all I miss the freedom it gave me to say what I wanted to say. But nothing is really anonymous out here on the web, so I really couldn't say anything I wanted to say.
I'm still going through some sort of mid life crisis. Not knowing what I want to do or where I want to go ... I have wonderful people in my life and I'm afraid I'm not appreciating them as much as I should. I reconnected with high school classmates over the summer and it's been great catching up with them via email and Facebook and such.
I guess I just need to sort out what's going on in my life. When I'm not so scattered, maybe I can come back and give you the attention you deserve. Until then, be well.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Memories ...
I have great memories of this time of year ...
In 2004, it was the original Match.com party.
In 2005, it was the Red Hot party. Check out the photo - I was indeed Red Hot!
I may have skipped my annual June party in 2006. That year really wasn't a good one for me. Last year I sounded a bit more upbeat, but I didn't take or post party photos. And I just had my party last weekend and - no photos.
But enjoy the blasts from the past I've posted here.
In 2004, it was the original Match.com party.
In 2005, it was the Red Hot party. Check out the photo - I was indeed Red Hot!
I may have skipped my annual June party in 2006. That year really wasn't a good one for me. Last year I sounded a bit more upbeat, but I didn't take or post party photos. And I just had my party last weekend and - no photos.
But enjoy the blasts from the past I've posted here.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Out With The Old, In With The New
I've made up my mind.
It's over.
It's time for me to leave this blog behind. It served its purpose and did so well, but I've left behind just enough of a trail for real-life npeople to figure out who I am. I'm not ashamed of anything I've written here, but it just weirds me out that there are people who know my real identity who are lurking and reading my blog. You know who you are. Now you know that I know. And I've known for over a year.
Hey, it's a free country. I put the blog out there, and people are reading it. But having people who know me in real life read this blog without acknowledging their presence was not the purpose of this blog.
If you've been here for the whole ride, you know what this blog was about.
It was about my trying to find my niche in life.
It was about me going through a divorce and thinking I was over it and better off for it but struggling nonetheless.
It was about me thinking that Phil was the man of my dreams and then inviting him to be my housemate and realizing that we really are better off just being friends.
It was about me losing a job and trying to figure out what I want to do for a living, and trying first one job and then another and still not being sure I've found my calling.
It was about me occasionally making pertinent, perhaps even poignant, comments on the human condition.
Sometimes, it was just about documenting the vanity plates I saw on the road.
That's what it was about. But what is it about now?
It's going to be about having my say, but this time I won't blur the lines or smudge the edges. If I can't, try as I might, be like John and blog under my true identity, then I'm going to need to create a new identity.
And I can't take you with me.
My email address still works, and it always will. If you want to get in touch with me, you know how. I welcome your comments (even from the lurkers!) and I know where you are, and hopefully I'll find more time to drop in and say hello, leave a comment or two - as Kenna. She's not going away.
She's just not going to be blogging here any more.
It's over.
It's time for me to leave this blog behind. It served its purpose and did so well, but I've left behind just enough of a trail for real-life npeople to figure out who I am. I'm not ashamed of anything I've written here, but it just weirds me out that there are people who know my real identity who are lurking and reading my blog. You know who you are. Now you know that I know. And I've known for over a year.
Hey, it's a free country. I put the blog out there, and people are reading it. But having people who know me in real life read this blog without acknowledging their presence was not the purpose of this blog.
If you've been here for the whole ride, you know what this blog was about.
It was about my trying to find my niche in life.
It was about me going through a divorce and thinking I was over it and better off for it but struggling nonetheless.
It was about me thinking that Phil was the man of my dreams and then inviting him to be my housemate and realizing that we really are better off just being friends.
It was about me losing a job and trying to figure out what I want to do for a living, and trying first one job and then another and still not being sure I've found my calling.
It was about me occasionally making pertinent, perhaps even poignant, comments on the human condition.
Sometimes, it was just about documenting the vanity plates I saw on the road.
That's what it was about. But what is it about now?
It's going to be about having my say, but this time I won't blur the lines or smudge the edges. If I can't, try as I might, be like John and blog under my true identity, then I'm going to need to create a new identity.
And I can't take you with me.
My email address still works, and it always will. If you want to get in touch with me, you know how. I welcome your comments (even from the lurkers!) and I know where you are, and hopefully I'll find more time to drop in and say hello, leave a comment or two - as Kenna. She's not going away.
She's just not going to be blogging here any more.
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