Rainy Day

Wow...Bronwyn, Kayla and I went to see the new Harry Potter movie and it was rreeaaallly good. Better than all the rest. Hands down. Maybe its because the actors are older now have grown into their roles and got a grip on their acting chops. Anyway, good movie. Go see it..if you not scared of wizards and elves and dwarves and somesuch.

So, I was listening to our radio station, this fine morning on the way to Chapel Hill and the radio guy, Bob, was really dissing the Harry Potter series and the movies. He is convinced its got the devil's hoofprints all over it and he would never go see it nor would he read the books. I think he is joking or he just wants to cause a stir or stir the pot..because really...its just a book.

Bought a volleyball net this weekend. We've been attempting to play. Nobody has gotten hit in the face yet..so thats good.

All for now..I have to get off Blogger and do some work.

Craig and Laird

I got an excited call from my brother Craig this morning. It seems that he was "friended" on facebook by Laird Hamilton last night and they actually had a repartee on the email tool. He said Laird chose him out of about 250 people to talk to. How bizarre! They got to talking and discovered they know a lot of the same people that live/lived on the North Shore. Craig was simply blown away by the exchange. He is riding on clouding 9 today. What an ego booster.

It would be super cool if they got to surf together. I hope Laird doesn't break up with Craig. That would suck so hard. So it looks like we may have a visit Hawaii in the winter and we may get to meet or see Laird Hamilton from afar.

Or this guy is posing as Laird Hamilton and it's all a farce.

Should I Begin?

Been fiddling and gnawing and twisting the idea of starting a second novel. While I am not the best writer, it does feel good to compose sentences. When I am writing, I go to that place. That calm blank part of my being that I only visit when I'm writing. I like it there. Time goes by and I don't even notice. I look up and it is 2 hours later. Its such a wonderful thing to craft a story and fall in love with the characters and turn the story into something that walks with my every step and is present in my dreams and my daydreams.

I dont even care if it gets published. What matters is that is that I do it. Just do it. The process gives me such peace and something to look forward to. Something to begin. Shall I? Yes, I think I will.

What to write. What to write. What to write.

Over a Year Later

Am I so damned busy that I cant even write a little blog? Of course not. Good intentions pave a path straight to hell. Talking about hell...dont believe it for a second. It's all a bunch of hooey.

I remember the exact day I threw my then religious beliefs straight out the window. I was sitting in the pew with my Grandmother at the Baptist Church in Fort Barnwell, NC. I was not yet twenty and visiting Grandma from college for the weekend. The Pastor was lambasting the evils of being young and telling us how if we did this or did that we were all going end up in the fire and brimstone. He went on and on and in that moment, I decided that he was the one that was lost and the fact that he was touting this drivel was just sickening. The congregation was shaking their heads, "yes, Lord..fire and brimstone." I decided not be a bleeting lamb, blindly following the words of some old guy. I got up and walked out.

Thought for the Day...At least 1/2 of the world's population is not Christian. Does this mean that billions of people are going straight to hell because they have never heard of Jesus? I remember someone saying to me a long time ago..if you don't accept Jesus into your heart then you will go to hell. The little girl in Bangkok or the little boy in Bangalore who have never heard of Christianity...what about them? Or do they not count because they don't know?...Just saying.