Happy New Year

You notice how excited I am about saying Happy New Year? I'm hoping for the best but if it's anything like last year I want to skip it and go on to 2010.

Paul's really sick, the flu or something. He's sleeping right now. I'm sitting here with my broken foot elevated watching the New Year's activities in NYC and wishing I was there. Since JS is history (I still can't think about it without crying) this is my new home. I've tried the others and this is the only one I like. Wordpress is too big and complicated, LiveJournal wants to charge you for everything and I hate MySpace so I'll just stay here. I can't get excited about posting because I don't know where all my friends are but I'm slowly finding and following them if I can.

Like Fitzgerald said, JS wasn't the family, we are, but it still hurts. I guess it will take a few days (or longer) for me to accept but I will, eventually.

I hope everyone has a wonderful New Year's Eve and a fantastic 2009.

Love and hugs,

La Betine

When my kids were little we had some friends we hung out with all the time. His pet name for me was La Betine. I always loved it, my ex thought it was funny and my sister Paula never forgot it. So I thought I would resurrect her. Here at Christmas time, with all my problems, I like seeing part of the past. It makes me feel less lonely.

I wish I was in this town, at this time in history. I would be long gone but I would have been happy just to live in a place like this.


So now I feel that with JS gone, no one will see this but it makes me feel better.

By the way, I like this place much better than LiveJournal. It's much easier for me to figure out. I still feel lost but I least I know how to do some things.

Santa's scary!

My granddaughter is 18 months old. This is how she feels about Santa. Her 5 year old brother doesn't look too excited about him, either.


As I was saying...

The journal that I've had since 2005 has been gone for a few days. Seems there's some kind of trouble with the data server. They're trying to recover everything but I have a sinking feeling about it. I decided to try writing here. It's strange trying to fit in with people you don't know so I don't know how it will turn out but I'll give it a try.

Merry Christmas, everyone.