Long Time No See

So ... I got these contacts.  My first contacts EVER!

I just don't know .. is my left eye supposed to be this blurry?   Some friends have said that I just need to get used to them but I have been putting them in (and tearing them out) for the past two weeks.  No change!!

Guess I better call my optometrist (can't see if I spelled that correctly .. all the letter blend together).

Seeing a trainer tomorrow at the gym.  Very excited..  I have my own routine but am willing to add more spice to it.

I CAN'T SEE THIS!!!

The reason I am resurrecting my blog is because I started a MEMOIR WRITING class yesterday.  Very cool.  Jennifer, the instructor, asked if anyone had a blog.  I raised my hand, quietly ashamed I have not been doing anything with it since May!

Wait .. I'm gonna take these damned things out.

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Ahhhh ... that's better.

I really need to call that optometrist tomorrow.

Jennifer (instructor) is writing a book via blog.  I just want to get back in the habit of writing pretty much daily.  Working on GENERAL RELIEF.  Thought of another book I want to write -- dealing directly with my disabilities: chronic fatigue, fibromyagia and chronic depression.  If I could keep some sort of log going, maybe I could inevitably help others.

Got a little (very little) writing done on GENERAL RELIEF today (which is more than I did in 2010 and 2011!!!).  Studying Bernard Cooper's TRUTH SYRUM chapter on a restaurant he and his parents would go to.  On Hollywood Blvd.  I wonder if it has been torn down?  I know nothing of Burl's.

Taking apart his experience line by line.  Need to turn my MOTHER'S DAY 2009 into something close.

I need to set the scene.  The scene is the restaurant Duke's in Hemet (where Mom used to live).

But, I do not think I start with the restaurant as the scene setter -- I start with Hemet!  So I have been researching the history of Hemet.

Through my online travels I discovered the owner of Duke's, Maurice (he spells his name differently .. need to get up on that!), was arrested last December for sexual assault and kidnapping.  I even have him in my story.

It was creepy to pull up his booking photo and say, "Yup!  That's him."

Can't wait to tell my brother.

After yesterday's class I found myself so excited about writing that I couldn't write!  Did a little reading and studying.  Activities I am not that good at (activities at which I am not that good).

My first boyfriend, Rob (the-best-boyfriend-in-the-world), used to tease me about the sentences I would highlight in my text books.  They had nothing to do with what I needed to know; they were not the meat of the subject.  I never understood that.  Of course, I had thought they meant something otherwise I never would have run my yellow highlighter over them.

So studying and reading are not my favorite things to do.  I love research but that is a different thing.  Running down facts and the magic that happens when you bring it all together is a joy.

I like to write.