Still here

Inquiring minds have been wondering where I am. Estoy aqui, right here, busy doing stuff, trying to live life and be true to my self in the process.

It's not easy being green me. Life sometimes gets in the way of blogging, but I haven't been ignoring you. I have read all your posts, gotten your emails and read your comments. But I have been silent while doing it.

Much has been happening here on my little island. There is a teachers strike, which is volatile and has caused much turmoil among the natives. It's an election year, and you know what that means, the idiots are out causing havoc. The neighbors are as stupid as ever and court action seems to be my next recourse. The asylum has been dealing with stray cats (still) and pigeons (still) and barking dogs (still).

There have been many appointments for many things, farming to do and repairs to be made. I have washed all the windows and screens. I am having trouble with my camera and am thinking I need to replace it. My Ipod is having breathing problems and I may have to replace it as well. The car needs new breaks and a tune up, as well as it's inspection time.

I have many things I want to post about, like island politics, Papito Rei, friendship, love and sex. Friendship, love and sex being completely unrelated topics. I have also been tagged with several memes which I still haven't gotten to, and I got a couple blogger award things which I haven't thanked people for.

I have been doing a little soul searching because sometimes a girl has to re-evaluate where she is in life and where she might be going. I have had some emotional highs and some lows. I have been doing some hand holding with those I love, at times long distance. (you would be surprised how even with an ocean separating you, you can hold someone close). I may be rekindling a friendship and losing another. The freedom to be yourself seems to always come at a cost, it's how high a price I am willing to pay that sometimes keeps me silent, frozen even.

I still made time to take some new pictures (even with my injured camera) for new blog headers. (this months header is a peek at what most of our cemeteries look like here on the island). I still listen to my Ipod before I fall asleep even if my sweet Ipod is dying. I still made time to smoke a nice cigar, do my hair (notice the lovely new flower headband), nothing makes a girl feel prettier than flowers in/on her hair. And today I made time to say "hello" to all of you!

I am here, my little huckleberries, still holding down, fighting, pondering, searching and loving all the craziness at the asylum.