Dear Momma,

Wow, it has only been a week since I woke up and found my baby missing...yeah, many of you already know that my car was stolen one week ago today...I went through the range of emotions; disbelief, anger, hatred, hysterics, sullenness...everything that you can imagine, I felt and lived through.

Unless it has happened to you, one cannot understand that feeling of violation, intrusion of privacy, to know someone had been in my car, looking through my things...the stupid minor stuff, they stole my stereo (probably the least valuable thing in the car), and my show CD's this is what pained me the most, being as I have worked hard to create my characters, learning music, dance moves, and what-not, and they come into my life, and steal all that I have worked hard to get...I still am in utter disbelief that this happened, maybe it was karma coming back to kick me in the ass, I don't know, but I do not wish it upon anyone.

I will find out who did this, because they not only fucked with me, but they fucked with my family, my friends and my life...this is considered a "minor case" to the police, because yes, I can understand that there are bigger fish to fry...but to me and those that this affected, this sorry sap is on my list...Don't fuck with an angry lesbian!

It was weird, the first thing I thought when I saw that my car was missing was, "oh man what was in there that might lead these assholes to other people in my life..." I was lucky enough that the important stuff, the contents of my bookbag were not touched...so to all of you out there, the ones I called and said to watch for my car, to all of you that have listened to me complain...to everyone thank you. This may be just a car to most, but this car has been part of my life for over 15 years, it has memories of younger more innocent times.

The Heavy Chevy is back...and may God help those that fuck with her!

From $300 in meds to 9/11...a retrospective

Oh man the last couple of weeks have been hectic, apparently this is the time of year for seasonal allergies, well as many of you know I am not only stubborn, but also bull-headed and often refuse to go to the doctor until it is too late. Well, not this year I decided that I would take care of myself, so when those damn allergies got a hold of me I trekked my way into the doctor's office and was told that once again, I was a little late, and next February that I need to come in as soon as I start getting congested. Well I did pretty well this year, I got out of the appointment with a mere Z-Pak of antibiotics and some free samples of allergy rx. Last year, if you remember I was given antibiotics, an inhaler, advair, a nebulizer treatment, a prescription decongestant and some allergy pills, that will take a few hundred out of a girl's pocket! But 5 days later I am up and moving, still a little swelling in the lymph nodes and some basic soreness, but other than that I am doing okay!

Mom's birthday was today, did dinner gave her a card said something like, "Wishing you a Happy Birthday from the intelligent, sensitive, caring one...." then you open the card and on the inside it says, "what do you mean 'who?'" Went to a Chinese place, not to shabby, I am a sucker for shitty Chinese but I probably won't return to this little shanty. Talked about everything from New Orleans to Flight 93 to how my mom feels guilty about me always being sick, something about her smoking while she was pregnant with me. Oh Blah I say to that, it was a different time back then, and my allergies and sinus problems have nothing to do with her smoking, it probably has to do with all the coke I did in high school....just kidding mom, wanted to get a rise out you...tell the office ladies to relax and un-tangle their panties....it was a joke, a funny, something to laugh at... you know the kind.

Had show this weekend, in no shape to perform being as that I could not climb a flight of stairs without almost passing out, limited lung capacity sucks! But I went and watched and helped the girls with what I could, took a lot out of me, but it was good, I hated being there and not being able to perform. I really do find some sort of solace in this entertainment industry. Working on the website, many trips coming up, it seems. Kansas City, Lincoln, Winnipeg...all for the Kingsmen. We have e-mails sent to clubs and directors on our behalf, this phenomenon, or whatever you may call it, really takes me aback sometimes!

9/11 yesterday, weird to think that it was only 4 years ago, I can remember the call, it was from a friend of mine in the reserves, she calls and says, "Terri wake up we are under attack, I will probably be getting a call to be ready for mobilization"...it took me a minute to comprehend what was happening, then as the fog of my mind started to lift, I bounded to the front room, and turned on the TV, it didn't matter that the night before I had been watching ESPN, there was a crawl, telling of the events. I turned the station just in time to see the first tower smoldering, and the dark shadow of another plane loom in the background, surly that must be some type of police plane/chopper that I was unaware of...just as the second plane hit, on live television all across the United States, people watched in horror. Unaware of the loss that would soon be upon us, that we incur daily as many of our young soldiers are bombarded in Iraq. Hearing of people jumping from the blasted windows to escape the firery hell, wondering if that little piece of debris that I just saw fall from the building was really a human being?....4 years is a long time, long enough to graduate from college, long enough to meet new people, know them for a bit, and disregard them, almost entirely forgetting who they might be....4 years, it is a long time, but 9/11 will be one of those days, that everyone will remember where they were, and what they were doing. Some other dates like that for me personally; Declaration of War on Iraq (both times), the bombing of the bridge where an Army Ranger was killed, Challenger Flight, nomination of Sandra Day O'conner to the US Supreme Court...just to name a few. It is weird to think what makes things like that stick out in one's mind, what the weather was like, how my room smelled at the time, the way the sun shone through the classroom windows....

I will end for now, but I want to apologize for the disregard I have shown my blogsite, the sickness had overcome me. I also want to give a shoutout to my homies; Frank, Kiki, and Mike, you guys made it, and soon all will be well! Crazy to know that you have gone cross country, I know the times you spent on the road, in the hotel, worrying, upset, hateful....it is all so close to being over...

Mike-You keep that nose to the grindstone, if you don't know what that means ask Dax (he knows everything). Do well in school, without it, life can be hard...I am so glad that my ten year old buddy is liking girls, if I had an influence on that then thank the good lord! Be good at Ft. Lewis and experience all that the area has to offer, you are so young, and yet you have so many opportunities that will come your way!

Frank-Hang in there, with all the inprocessing paperwork and drama, the 275 got lucky getting you. Keep that family of yours safe, as well as yourself...That 1SG will come soon, keep me informed, can't wait to be able to hang without the precursor of DIY move to cloud up the fun.

Kiki-What can I say to you other than you are a strong woman...cross-country, numerous car troubles, close accommodations 24/7...you too, take care of yourself. Enjoy your new home, you are not a "small town woman"...you are able to make any place your home! It's the people and family around you that make it a place to live and love!

Well that is all of the rambling that I have for you now...to be followed soon!