as the sappy theme song in 'Love Story' (i think) goes, how do i begin?

i started this blog as a way of getting me to write non-professionally. i write a lot of reports, letters, charts, etc., for my practice. i have a real problem writing things down, especially since i remember most things and can repeat situations/conversations from years ago. i think part of this comes from me always losing my clipboard when i was an intern. after going through several clipboards, i decided to just memorize everything that i needed until i charted, which i did. maybe i'll start writing down my fourth step after i blog for a while. i did my first fourth step from memory.

i was intrigued by people listing 100 things about themselves. numerical things appeal to me-like 50 ways to leave your lover, the chapters in (who wrote) the book of love, the dimensions that are in those strings in the string theory, the cylinders in the car that is in Bay Ridge Toyota and that i will probably not be able to afford to drive if it ever comes back, the holes in my head (12 from piercings, plus innumerable other metaphorical ones),the number of autoimmune diseases i have (two to date), etc., etc., etc.

so, here's my incomplete list:

1. i am 50 years old but look like i'm in my late thirties (this is what others say about me)

2. i am pretty and too short for my weight

3. i am an anarchist in my heart but am also a registered Democrat and work

within the existing system

4. i believe in a formless higher power. there are many higher powers existing, one for each sentient being. if i had to pray to someone, it would have a female form. i am firmly convinced, after 10 years in Al_anon, that all of these higher powers are definately not me

5. i have four cats, three of whom i have raised since they were kittens. their formative years were spent with my now deceased dog, who was very smart, very dominant, thought she was just acting like i was the alpha-female when she actually knew that she was (males didn't rate as alphas in her pack),and organized the three kittens into a pack, indoctrinating them into pack psychology. when she died, the pack continued, and my cats convinced my husband's cat that being part of a pack is a good thing. the cats now hunt as a pack (unfortunately, three cats usually hunt one of my original cats, who misses my dog terribly), play as a pack, eat together as a pack, and sleep as a pack. the two male cats follow me around like dogs.

6. my parents are holocaust survivors, and i'm an only child. i MUST have done something in a past life to be in this situation

7. i am a stroke survivor, my dad is a stroke survivor who i am secondary caretaker to, and my husband is the survivor of a traumatic brain injury who i am primary caretaker to. this must be a big cosmic joke, but just for today i'm dealing with it

that's all for today...i have to go back to work so i can come to my joint anniversary party later