Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Mahre. Contact me.

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Jen, your email is bouncing back and so is Shas'  Please email me at regular account to either test to see if it works or to send new addie. Thanks! :)

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Te han grrls---hope you all enjoyed the supermoon the other night! :) It was a wee bit cloudy here, but then the clouds grew thin enough and it was all misty and lovely.  Anyhow, hope all is well with all of you. Take care mahre, you are always in my heart. :)

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Yeah, as I suspected, not even one new comment. You are all hot air and no substance. YOU, little troll, are the one who has NO idea, YOU are the one who knows very little. They tried to force you to join their coven cause they were just SO desperate to have you, is that right? What a load of BS! You are a troll. You act like a troll. You have a little tiny bit of information about my sisters and I, most of which is WRONG. You use it and try to bully with threats and rudeness, and when you realize I have no fear, only disgust for you, you try to be polite. When I challenge your dribble of words, you turn tail and runaway. Coward.
Smartest thing you've done all week.
So quit sneaking back and lurking, and reading. Do you not know that I KNOW you have been here? Idiot!

Monday, March 25, 2013

Marrd du Alban mahre!  :)  Sukvha heyr.
xxxoooo

Saturday, March 23, 2013

On second thought I think I'll keep this up mie su mahre.  :)  Things just got interesting.
Cy ydd dhan'n kreynhan. Lil Troll . . .

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

I'm considering deleting this blog.  Are any of you still coming here?

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

And I would search everywhere
Just to hear your call,
And walk upon stranger roads than this one
In a world I used to know before.
For now I've lost everything,
I give to you my soul.
The meaning of all that I believed before
Escapes me in this world of none,
I miss you more.

--Genesis

Monday, January 7, 2013



I miss Malene.  I miss all of you. I keep writing this post and then deleting and writing and then deleting.  I hate sounding so "poor poor me." I'm a fifty one year old adult last I checked.  Hell with it. Its late, I'm going to bed.  Just nice to say it, even if to the empty electronic air.  How could any of you possibly understand what I feel? You have your familys, tradition, and surrounded by the wonders you have been privy to all your lives.  Distance and time mean nothing to any of you, you can "reach out and touch" one another in an instant.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Mie Mahre, marrd du Alban.
Na'an Mahre, na'an nos. :(
Myll vharn.
Te han sirrn. xxxoooo