Xavierism

Proud to be Latino

***Random Play
*Celia Chavez: Sailor's Daughter
*Laura Marie: Drawn
*Salvador: Aware
*Nichole Nordeman: Woven & Spun
*Diana Winter: Escapizm
*Paolo Nutini: Sunny Side Up

Like so many other Hispanics, I was glued to the television so I could watch CNN's Soledad O'brien's Latino in America. I was watching this show along with many of my Latino Brothers and Sisters. Thanks to the social network power of Twitter, we were able to share in real time. Actually, most shared their thoughts while I sat back and watched the show.

From what I gathered so many Hispanics felt that their similar Life history wasn't revealed within any of the stories shared. While I did agree with this take, I also felt that the show didn't take me on a journey of any sorts. Yes, it shared life stories about those that struggled to find a place within our American society but I wanted to feel the human interest element about every day Hispanics coping with every day life. 

I was expecting to watch a story about a single young Latina woman raising her children on her own and working a full time job. To share her powerful story...an every day struggle that women of all colours can relate and understand. I know so many of these Hispanic women. These woman can't even enjoy a time out because she has to deal with Life in the moment. Stories about Mothers that thank God that their teenage sons return home at the end of the day for fear of gangs and it's 'dark alley'. This was far from what I expected. It seems as though I had a whole show playing in my head and it was nothing like the segment I watched on CNN.

I know numerous Hispanic people that could be considered mentors for our young youth. Many that would inspire those of all ages. I wanted to watch stories that would have me cheering for my brothers and sisters as I would a football game. I wanted to be proud of our those that were part of Soledad's story. Instead, I was left feeling as though I watched a bad movie and kept asking myself, "Was that it?"

I was blessed to be born into an amazing family. I grew up to believe that Education was the key. What I learned early on was that Education also came in the form of every day Life's experiences. Since I was a young child, I knew I was gay. I didn't know the 'what' or 'why' details but I knew I was different from most of the boys. I can remember being ridiculed for 'being different'. I now know that these feelings caused me to be an emotional eater and the main reason for being overweight during those years. I was up to 250 when graduated high school. I am so thankful for my Catholic faith. Yes, I am very thankful that my Buelita raised me to believe in Angels and Saints. Because of her, I believe my Faith in God, helped me through so many dark moments.

After battles with Cancer, I believe that I am here for a reason. I'm here to share, inspire, and be inspired. Latinos, like every colour and nationality, we want to be respected. We are more than just a maid, gardener, or gang member on a TV show. Maybe I do have more stories to share...

Final thought? I want thank those Latinos that have inspired me throughout my Life. I want to thank those Latinos/Latinas of today that inspire me to be a better person tomorrow. I'm proud to be surrounded by so many Brothers and Sisters that are doing just that. I'm one of 51 million Latinos in American. I'm proud to be Latino.

    Current Music: Laura Marie's In Code

Current Mood: Proud

Thoughts on My Birthday/Repost from 07/02/2008

Baby Xavier on his 1st Birthday

***I felt this post from last year describes very much how I feel today. I thought a repost of this entry would be appropriate.

***Random Play
*Maureen Murphy: Won't Wait Around EP
*Laura Marie: Drawn
*Guyton Maurice: 20 Questions
*Mozella: I Will
*Sia: Some People Have Real Problems
*Melissa Polinar: Sound Vault Sessions EP

Last night I caught myself asking God for a Bubble Gum wish. With every thing happening in the world, I couldn't believe I was asking him for such a self pity wish. I was reminded immediately of an episode of Touch By An Angel when Tess says, "God is not a vending machine where you stick in your prayer and pull out your prize." That's so true. I remember as a kid and didn't want to go to school the following morning, I'd make silly deals with God. My favourite one that I can remember was "God, If you make it so that I wake up and it's Sunday again, I promise to be good when it's Monday, okay?"

One of my favourite chores to do around the house is to hang the clothes to dry on the breeze catcher. Doing so reminds me of childhood memories when Buelita would wash clothes out on her back yard. She would hand wash the clothes on an old time washing machine. Then she would hang the clothes on the clothes lines. I remember walking up and down the rows as the clothes would dry. On windy days, the coolness of the damps clothes would feel good against my arms and face. On those same windy days, the wind chimes would be ringing and ringing. It's as though they were singing and sharing their own story. To this day, I hear wind chimes and I think of my Buelita.

Today is another Birthday. I'm a year old yet I'm better looking than ever (<--pure sarcasm). How ever God manages that, I'll never know...but I'm thankful! I'm in my 40's yet my spirit is like that of a teenager's. I remember the growing years where we'd play with the neighbourhood children until it was time to come in to eat dinner with the family. Board games were part of our culture. Riding bicycles up and down the street was actually fun and worthwhile. During summers, Mother would make popsicles from the Tupperware molds.

I'm another year older...but so much younger inside. I'm a responsible adult but deep down the child in me lives on through my wonderful memories. I'm blessed to state that I could never blame a thing on my childhood. Love was abundance. The only thing that is different this birthday that all the others is that I won't get to hear my Father say, "Happy Birthday, Son!". It's been seven months since he's passed on and my life feels somewhat incomplete. Although I've felt that emptiness since Buelita's death. It's a comfort that she comes to me in dreams. I've sensed her from time to time...so I know her love is always with me.

All in all, I'm blessed to be where I'm at in this world. I wouldn't want to be in my 20's. I wouldn't want to be someone else. I may envy someone else's waist size but I wouldn't want to be that person. I'm happy being me. At the end of the day, I thank God for blessing me with two wonderful parents. Like all my other Birthdays, I do not celebrate another year of my life, I celebrate that life that was given to me by my parents & God.

Thank you for the phone calls, emails, text messages, ecards, comments, and the love today. You've made me feel special. I'm honoured to have the people I call friends and family in my life. Thank you!

To all the Americans, embrace and Have a wonderful 4th of July! May Americans and this government wake up and realize that so much of this world could care less about democracy. It's time that the US stood firm and proud again. I wouldn't want to live anywhere else other than The United States of America!

*****BLESSINGS!*****

Current Music: Laura Marie's In Code
Current Mood: Blessed, Thirsty, & Hot!

Life & Love...

***Random Play
*Dave Yaden: Bear Me Up
*Celia Chavez: Sailor's Daughter
*Jon McLaughlin: Ok Now
*Morley: Seen
*Will Young: Changes
*Diana Winter: Escapizm

***Paragraphs below were written on Thursday, April 2nd, evening of last week.***

This past week was emotionally rough. I found out that a good friend that has been battling Cancer was placed in Hospice care. She is an amazing woman, a great wife, a Mother of three beautiful grown up children. I thought to myself, "How could God allow this to happen?" I know it's not God's fault...it's just my way of lashing out. Anyway, I've spent time with her and during our times together, she has me listen to her stories about her life, things she wants for me to tell her children and husband when she is no longer here. I sit there and take it all in. We cry together. She gives me strength. She is a reason why I must love my life, why I must do what I need to do so that I can be truly happy about myself and all that I do in this world.

These things happen and my eyes and soul open up. I soak in the simple blessings in my world. Each morning I wake up, I thank God for allowing me to wake up and continue my world filled with Love.

***Today, Thursday, April 9th***

Thank you, Josie for the compliment on my blog. I love to write but for some reason, it's been a love/hate tooth and nail thing for the past year. I really miss writing about the internal things that really make my mind swirl with amazement. Gotta get back into the swing of just writing and taking notes. For instance, I would have deleted the above paragraphs and started on this...but I couldn't delete what I had because it was emotionally hard for me to write.

I am so thankful that my Father is no longer suffering. His last year of life was physically enduring. I remember Buelita would often make comments about the Passion of Life and how it parallels the hardships before Death. I never really understood until I witnesses my Grandmother (Mother's mother) suffer before her death. She held on as long as she could.

The moment that Father crossed over felt like an eternity. I won't write about those details because it's so very personal. I can recall the empty feeling and sadness of loss but also blessed that he was no longer suffering. Those moments were so drawn out. I could sense that Mother and Sis felt the same way. His spirit was finally free to roam.

I wasn't prepared to see my Father being placed in a body bag on a stretcher and leaving the hospital. The reality of the suffering, the caring, the Love...it hit. It hit hard. A Love so much that I actually came to an understanding with God weeks later.

I have dealt with the pain. I talk to God, Angels, and Patron Saints each and every day. So when I found out that a dear friend was placed in Hospice care, I felt all of the emotions I felt from Grandmother's and Father's time during that same time.

I did see my friend that is in Hospice care today. She is hanging on to live for as long as she can. She has Love on her side and wants to breathe in every bit of that Love. She is an inspiration.

Love & Faith move me.

Current Mood: Blessed, Loved, & Inspired

Blossom Dearie

I just heard on the radio that Blossom Dearie died yesterday morning at her home in New York City. She was 82 years old. From a very early age, I knew about Blossom Dearie and her music thanks to my parents. I remember spending hours and hours listening to records of Ella Fitzgerald, Dinah Washington, Dean Martin, Etta Jones, Judy Garland, Peggy Lee, and Blossom Dearie. Blossom's voice was always a simple fresh & clean musical joy. The lyrics to her songs were easy to remember and her voice was always melodic...her phrazing was always what you'd expect from Blossom Dearie.

She will be greatly missed in the jazz and cabaret world. She left this world a variety of chic and classic songs. If you really never knew her, I suggest you do. You'll find something that will musically move you.

I always felt a comfort while listening to Blossom's voice. I can remember moments as a child singing along to her music and not a single worry in the world. May Blossom Dearie live in a heavenly world with no worries at all. She deserves nothing less.

Current Music: Blossom Dearie's version of Surrey With the Fringe on Top playing in my head

Current Mood: Sleepy and Sad

2009 Fiesta Bowl

I am thrilled to state that I witnessed the Texas Longhorns defeat the Ohio State Buckeyes 24-21 in the 2009 Fiesta Bowl. For years and years I've been waiting for the Longhorns to return to this bowl. I would have preferred that they had played for the BCS National Championship game but this was bittersweet. We were worried that we didn't have great seats. Luckily, we had great seats. We sat to the side of The Longhorn Band. It's an incredible feeling to be seated with fellow die hard Longhorn fans at a post season bowl. A team's whole season rests on one final game.

Rodan isn't much for sports but since he's had to put up with this Sports whore, it only seemed fitting that he be a part of this great event. I woke up early yesterday morning. I couldn't sleep due to excitement. The College Football's Greatest Party, prior to the game was fun. Tickets included a meal, a drink, and Tostitos Chips and Salsa. We mingled and chatted with various fans from Texas. 

The Fiesta Bowl has rich tradition. I can remember being a little boy and watching the games with my parents and sister. So being at this game and watching the Longhorns was simply a great evening. College football comes to an end on Thursday evening. After that, I adjust to other sports. As much as I love other sports, there's nothing quite like LONGHORN football. I'm ready to do it all over again in September. 

Hook 'em HORNS!

Father, Faith, & Reflections

Picture Taken on Dec. 25th, 1998

***Random Play
*Diana Winter: Escapizm
*Corrinne May: Beautiful Seed
*Sade: Lovers Rock
*Laura Marie: Drawn
*Sharleen Spiteri: Melody
*Sarah McLachlan: Afterglow

Today is the last day of 2008. I've been up for most of the night catching up on work and trying to stay ahead so that I can have a few more days in relaxed mode. As I did my work, I found myself asking, "Xavier, are you wiser now than you were a year ago?" I don't know if I am wiser but I do know that I am emotionally more grounded than I was a year ago. This time last year, I was grieving over the death of my Father. For much of last year, the roles were reversed...I found myself playing the Father figure and my Father became the child. I knew that there would be a day when the tables would be turned, but I didn't expect it to unfold the way it did.

Father was connected to Mother Earth in the sense that he loved to work on various projects. He loved being outdoors. He enjoyed building things. He took pride in being his own person. He was the drummer, brass and woodwind sections of his own band. He was intelligent yet he was much of a simple man. He lived for his family. I was proud to be his son yet I feared that I wouldn't measure up to be the man he'd expect from his only son.

Months before he passed away, Father and I had various heart to heart conversations. We said everything that needed to be said. We held nothing back. He asked me if I was happy in this world. I didn't quite know how to answer because I didn't know how to answer to my Father. He looked right at me and said, "When I'm gone, I want you to be happy and feel connected with your life. I thank God for allowing me to be your Father. Continue to do me proud, Son." He gave me a smile and our eyes met. At that moment, we both knew that we didn't have much time. I held his hand and gave him reasons why God gave him life and made him my Father. It was conversation that plays over and over in my head.

At the Memorial service, I remember feeling numb. I knew I had to be strong for my Mother, Sister, and nieces but I was weak inside. I cry at the drop of hat. All it takes is a sentimental tv commercial and I'm teary eyed. Through most of the service, I tried to take in as many happy memories of Father and our family together. I can recall arriving on a trip during the Summer of 2007 and he was proud that I lost 60 something pounds. He said that I finally looked like him. A compliment that I'll never forget. As a fat child and teenager, he always reminded me that I was too big and that it wouldn't help me out in life. He'd say, "I don't want people to look at my Son and say he's weak. I want people to be mezmorized by this spirit." During this last 18 months of life, I knew that there was a possibility that he would lose his life to Cancer...so I did all I can to look good for myself and my Father.

So here I sit...about 15 pounds heavier than I was at this time last year. I'm not proud of this but I am determined to change that. It helps that I can actually see difference and changes due to a scale and body measurements. It's much harder to determine and answer a question such as 'Are you wiser now than you were a year ago?'

Before my own battle with Cancer, I was on a selfish journey. During Cancer, I learned the truth about the meaning of Life. It never fails, just when I feel as though I understand all the twists and curves of life, I'm thrown for another loop. I do know that Change is inevitable and I need to adjust like a feather fluttering in the wind. Since my Father passed away, I have felt a stronger bond to God, the Virgin Mary, my Angels and Patron Saints. So many other things happened since my Father passed away that aren't really important at this time. Why? Because things have sorted themselves out. Many things in my life are better now than they've ever been. I'm blessed for allowing myself to feel, think, and properly respond. I've always said that it's not about the moments but how we react to them. I had to climb from a few dark corners to really understand what that meant. I know that I'm strong enough to handle anything. Anything.

I am ready to take my whole life to the next level. Time to take this Xavierism model and see what I can really do. So many projects are heading my way. So many things on my To Do List. I am excited about 2009. Thank you to those of you that have allowed me to share with you. I look foward to sharing in the New Year. I've learned from every one that's touched my life. Here's to us...may the Blessings continue throughout the New Year!

PS...I must admit I've held up damn well these past 10 years. Praise, Baby!

*****CHEERS!*****

Current Music: Laura Maire's In Code
Current Mood: Contemplative, Sleepy, & Hopeful

Memories Take Me Back...

Each new day is another day that is heading towards the end of Summer. Where has the Summer gone? I have such vivid memories of summers from my childhood. Playing with the neighbourhood children, the smell of fresh cut grass, the sounds of wind chimes, on and on...I see & hear my inner child still at play. Those were the best of times.

The second part of last year was such a harsh year. Father's health was on the decline and knew in my heart that the end was near for him. Every night I pray that most of 2007 was just a dream. Father is free from pain and I know he's enjoying his new home. I should be praying to Father and asking him to pray for us! Actually, I already do.

I'm looking forward to my workout. I start a new marathon training tomorrow morning. I can't believe it's almost been a year since I started my first session. Time, time, time...it goes and goes. I have been running on a regular basis but I haven't really tired long distances so I look forward to the challenge.

I love the Olympics! I watch as much coverage as I can. Beautiful bodies doing amazing things. I am so proud of Nastia Liukin and Shawn Johnson. Michael Phelps is King of these Olympics. Only a God can eat 12000 calories a day and look physically beautiful!

Jude, thanks for the cloud banner! I love it. Thanks for making me smile. Your wisdom and inspiration helps keep me in check. Thank you.

I'm ready to have a wonderful weekend. May each of you enjoy the blessings that today has to offer.

*****CHEERS*****

Current Music: Listening to my LastFM station
Current Mood: Amazed

Thoughts on My Birthday

Baby Xavier on his 1st Birthday

***Random Play
*Maureen Murphy: Won't Wait Around EP
*Laura Marie: Drawn
*Guyton Maurice: 20 Questions
*Mozella: I Will
*Sia: Some People Have Real Problems
*Melissa Polinar: Sound Vault Sessions EP

Last night I caught myself asking God for a Bubble Gum wish. With every thing happening in the world, I couldn't believe I was asking him for such a self pity wish. I was reminded immediately of an episode of Touch By An Angel when Tess says, "God is not a vending machine where you stick in your prayer and pull out your prize." That's so true. I remember as a kid and didn't want to go to school the following morning, I'd make silly deals with God. My favourite one that I can remember was "God, If you make it so that I wake up and it's Sunday again, I promise to be good when it's Monday, okay?"

One of my favourite chores to do around the house is to hang the clothes to dry on the breeze catcher. Doing so reminds me of childhood memories when Buelita would wash clothes out on her back yard. She would hand wash the clothes on an old time washing machine. Then she would hang the clothes on the clothes lines. I remember walking up and down the rows as the clothes would dry. On windy days, the coolness of the damps clothes would feel good against my arms and face. On those same windy days, the wind chimes would be ringing and ringing. It's as though they were singing and sharing their own story. To this day, I hear wind chimes and I think of my Buelita.

Today is another Birthday. I'm a year old yet I'm better looking than ever. How ever God manages that, I'll never know...but I'm thankful! I'm in my 40's yet my spirit is like that of a teenager's. I remember the growing years where we'd play with the neighbourhood children until it was time to come in to eat dinner with the family. Board games were part of our culture. Riding bicycles up and down the street was actually fun and worthwhile. During summers, Mother would make popsicles from the Tupperware molds.

I'm another year older...but so much younger inside. I'm a responsible adult but deep down the child in me lives on through my wonderful memories. I'm blessed to state that I could never blame a thing on my childhood. Love was abundance. The only thing that is different this birthday that all the others is that I won't get to hear my Father say, "Happy Birthday, Son!". It's been seven months since he's passed on and my life feels somewhat incomplete. Although I've felt that emptiness since Buelita's death. It's a comfort that she comes to me in dreams. I've sensed her from time to time...so I know her love is always with me.

All in all, I'm blessed to be where I'm at in this world. I wouldn't want to be in my 20's. I wouldn't want to be someone else. I may envy someone else's waist size but I wouldn't want to be that person. I'm happy being me. At the end of the day, I thank God for blessing me with two wonderful parents. Like all my other Birthdays, I do not celebrate another year of my life, I celebrate that life that was given to me by my parents & God.

Thank you for the phone calls, emails, text messages, ecards, comments, and the love today. You've made me feel special. I'm honoured to have the people I call friends and family in my life. Thank you!

To all the Americans, embrace and Have a wonderful 4th of July! May Americans and this government wake up and realize that so much of this world could care less about democracy. It's time that the US stood firm and proud again. I wouldn't want to live anywhere else other than The United States of America!

*****BLESSINGS!*****

Current Music: Laura Marie's In Code
Current Mood: Blessed, Thirsty, & Hot!

Drive

***Random Play
*Amy Kuney: Amy Kuney EP
*Kiff: You Can't Keep It Down
*Lou Rhodes: Beloved One
*Nadine Zahr: Underneath The Everyday
*Rosie Thomas: These Friends of Mine
*Mozella: I Will

I love the above Deep Thought. It's so true. I'm learning that I can only be responsible for my own happiness. I can do my best to make those around me happy...but ultimately, it's up to each individual to find their happy place in life. I feel that I am on a path of sorts. Just when I feel as though I'm in place to grab all the abundance of joy, I'm pulled down. Lesson learned? Nothing comes easy or free.

I believe I have the Drive to reach my goals. There are days I'm simply tired from from all the internal thinking. Some days I am overwhelmed. Some days I feel as though I'm on top of the world. Regardless, I never forgot that my life is relatively stress free compared to millions on this earth. I'll get through the rough spots. I'll get through because I always have. Only person that can defeat me is me. These past few months have brought so much joy. I am gaining ground as a music promoter & booking rep. This paragraph was brought to you from the sponsors of my mind, spirit, & angels.

I'm happy to announce that with all the work and projects, I have been faithful to the gym and runs. In the past, I would give up and just eat my troubles away. I don't want to do that this time because I feel better than I ever have. I did gain a few pounds but I buckled down and realized I needed to get a grip with my emotions. I love easing the stress away through workouts. As much as I love working out, I wish the process required to get me to the gym was less painful. Most of the time, I lack the motivation to get to the gym. Once I'm there, I'm okay.

I'm ready for the weekend. I'm blessed to have good friends in my corner. Tonight is First Friday. I'm ready for an evening of shared times with good friends & music and great food & wine. I believe this is a perfect way to end a hectic week. What I look forward to this weekend is kicking back by the pool and reliving my childhood memories. It's no surprise that I treasure my memories of my Buelita. I have felt her love around me. I'm so thankful that God allowed her to be a part of my life.

I thought I saw the Loch Ness Monster in my pool early this morning. That was before my first cup of coffee...so I could be wrong! 

******CHEERS!******

Current Music: Lou Rhodes's Each Moment New

Current Mood: Confident & Indescribable   

167

With friends at VinciTorio's

***Random Play
*Annie Lennox: Medusa
*The Weight: Home
*Amanda Kaletsky: Between You & Me
*Allison Sattinger: VOX
*Five for Fighting: Two Lights
*Judith Owen: Here

Blog of the Day: Tailrank. Tailrank basically tracks updated news in the blogosphere. According to the site, they find the hottest stories by tracking conversations between blogs. I was thrilled to see that one of my posts was tracked on the site. Since then, I've enjoyed the site and it's official blog.

***I have just confirmed Charlotte Martin for an April 5th guest spot on KPNX's Arizona Midday Show. If you're a local, TIVO this musical diva. The show airs at 11am on weekdays. Don't miss it! Char is opening for Veruca Salt at The Clubhouse that same evening. This will be one awesome show you won't want to miss. Be there!*** 

I thought I posted a blog about the weekend. I did just that in my own perfect little world that exist not far from Never never land.

I had a great weekend.  Sunday afternoon, we headed over to Laura's to celebrate a special occasion. The band, Hung Dynasty, officially performed it's 50th gig! Laura, the bass player of the band, hosted the party and all the members of the band & a few friends were present. I did make a Chocolate Coffee Zucchini cake. If anyone would like the recipe, email me and I'll be happy to send it your way. Afterwards, we stopped in at one of our favourite Italian restaurants in the valley, VinciTorio's. We stopped in to see & chat with Laura, Ginger & Mario, the owners, along with our favourite waitress, Karina. Karina happens to be an up & coming model from the Phoenix area. It was nice to stop in for a quick dessert & catch up with our friends.       

I've been extremely busy with work. Clients are keeping me busy along with many projects that I'm working on...it's all good. I love early mornings. I love the smell of coffee early in the mornings. It always reminded me of my childhood days when I spend the nights over at Buelita's. The smell of coffee would be the first aroma one could smell throughout the house. Then the smell of breakfast would follow. Once I would be more alert, then I'd recognize the music from a Spanish station. The mornings at Buelita's were always the same. This morning, I found myself reliving those memories while making client calls and returning emails. Mornings were so much fun without the responsibilities of every day life.

Since I blog often about Jann Arden's Journal and my weight training/loss, it seems that those that type in "Jann Arden weight loss" on any search engine, you'll find this blog, Xavierism, near the top of list. Reason that I mention this is that since Jann Arden lost 60 pounds, many of her fans have clicked into blog and have read about my weight battles. I have received many emails of support and encouragement. Many simply wrote to state that they're going through the exact same thing. I read through many personal stories about the struggles of weight. There were times when I felt as though I wanted to give up or simply stop short of my goal because all I could think about was a "quick fix" binge. Thanks to personal friends, blog friends, and many of Jann's fans, I am proud to say that I have finally reached my goal. I have lost 63 pounds. I now weigh 167 pounds.

Through out this whole experience since last August, I concentrated on myself. I didn't concentrate on numbers, calories, and what were the best foods to eat but instead I focused on eating good foods. Foods that would sustain my body. I now eat 6 to 7 small meals a day. Because of weight training, I feel muscles I never knew I had. I feel my body changing. I never knew that this could happen to me. I look forward to my sessions at the gym & my runs. I feel as though I have the energy & drive to use my body. I now look forward to the mornings and am excited about dressing up for meetings & social events. I can remember feeling so low about my self image. I've experienced the highs & lows and I hope to remember how I'm feeling at this moment. I know that I must continue this lifestyle. I can't switch it off. Physically, emotionally, and spiritually I've never been in a better place. I'm so thankful for taking back my own life. I look forward to sharing with each of you my joys & struggles as I continue to maintain this healthy lifestyle and keep the weight off.

I'm smilin' with joy. I'm proud of my accomplishments. I look forward to completing my first half marathon. Life is good. Life is damn good!

*****CHEERS!*****

Current Music: ANNIE LENNOX's Waiting In Vain
Current Mood: Blessed, Thankful, Pleased, & Rejuvenated