I have to say that I am a very happy me, as of late. Work still makes me crazy and I'm waiting to hear about grad. school, which could take months, but I'm just good right now. Of course, by making that statement, I do realize have just made myself a target for the universe, but I sincerely hope that doesn't happen. I'm feeling really comfortable in my own skin and that has never happened before, where I'm getting truly happy with myself. It feels really good. Usually, I'm the first to rip myself apart but why? Society does that enough and I say screw society. I am not their cookie cutter image of what is beautiful and wonderful but guess what, I think I am anyway. Tomorrow this could all change but I've been going through so many changes lately, physically and emotionally that I feel I've really grown as a person and I've grown into someone that I love, inspite of all my flaws, but flaws are what make us all individual works of art and that is a beautiful thing!

Every once in a while, I get the urge to just go and chop off my hair. I don't know what it is but all of the sudden it's like, "Go. Cut off hair. NOW!" This morning after taking my cat, Jack, to the vet, I got that urge. So, I did. I had been planning on chopping it after the weddings anyway, and I also wind up doing radical changes to either my hair style or hair colour or both around the time of my birthday which is in 17 days. I will be 27 in 17 days. It just seems wrong somehow, but this year, I'm planning on going all out! Partying it up right! The last few I could have cared less, but this year, I don't know it's different, I actually feel like celebrating the fact that I'm alive! Back to my hair, it's gone, not Sinead O'Connor gone, but shorter than it was! I think I do this because I feel that your hair holds a lot of energy. Most of your cells replace themselves I think every six weeks or so, so if something bad happens or whatnot, most of your cells from that time period are killed off and shed and the energy from the event, tragic or wonderful, chaotic or blissfull, is gone. But your hair, stays as long as you have it. I feel that I'm actually wearing past events that I need to get rid off, carrying that around with me everywhere I go, and frankly, there were some experiences that needed to be let go of, like my experience in NYC. I had to let that go, let that anger go. Strangely enough, every time I do this, I always feel better and lighter and it does seem as if whatever I was carrying with me is gone. It's a theory anyway. So, now I have the Julia Stiles hair cut from the Bourne Supremacy and I freaking love it! Welcome to the new me!

I have a superpower. I have the ability to make kittens fall asleep by singing to them! This also works for human babies as well. Today, on my lunch break, I drove home to check on our latest litter of kittens. There are four of them in the current litter, three girls and a boy and they are just *SO* cute! Well, when I went home, I went into their room and they immediately got real loud meowing at me! They feel that it is unfair that I won't let them out of their box and let them get into everything, but really, it's for their own good. They're trying so hard to climb out now. It really is funny. So, they were yelling at me, so I hunkered down and was laying on the floor and I started to sing. My magical singing powers kicked in immediately. They stopped meowing at me and they're little eyes started to close and off to dreamland they went. I find that for this feat, "Baby Mine" from Dumbo and "Eidelweiss" from the Sound of Music work best, just in case anyone else would like to try. Ciao!

I feel myself slipping. I've been a very good girl, food wise that is, for about two months now. I've lost around 19 pounds in that time, and I'm very proud of myself for managing that, as it's no mean feat, but lately, the last week or so, I've been not so good. I've been allowing myself some candy and other things that I'm not supposed to have on my low carb diet. This is the danger point for me, I know and recognize it. I get to this point where I start getting cocky, thinking that I can start going to back to *some* of my bad habits, I start slipping and before long, I fall spectacularly off the wagon! And it takes me months, sometime a year before I try to hop back on, often times weighing more than I had before I started. It's a vicious cycle. But, there is a light at the end, because this time, I know, accept, and admit my faults. I know where my trouble areas are and I can work past this. I'll keep y'all posted on my progress. Accountablilty is a good thing! I need you to keep me accountable!

Okay, am I the only person in the universe that finds it ironic that "in Living Color"s Wanda won the best Actor Oscar? Ten years ago, who'd a thunk it?