Today is, in fact, another Daya...
SEVERAL more Dayas actually...!
As I suspected, many of you have offered your own blog titles...and I want to share them here.
Before I go any farther I have to give some credit to my partner Mark for riffing the original list with me on a long walk the other night. When I didn't credit him in yesterday's post, he threatened (ever so gently) to never walk with me again. So, thank you my love...!!
I hadn’t included everything from the original list. Here are the dregs:
Here toDaya, gone tomorrow
The good old Dayas
As honest as the Daya is long
Call it a Daya
Forever and a Daya
I wasn’t born yesterDaya
Naked as the Daya you were born
Groundhog Daya
Bright as Daya
Clear as Daya
One Daya my prince will come
The living Dayalights
Save it for a rainy Daya
Shall I compare thee to a summer's Daya
And here are some offerings from you brilliant people. I won’t use names in case y’all don’t want to be listed here. You’ll know who you are…
DAY-a! Me say Day, me say Day, me say Da-a-a-a-ya!
(dayalight come, and me wanna go home...)
Daya The Dead
Around the World in 80 Dayas
Dayas of Our Lives
Long Daya's Journey Into Night
Oh Happy Daya
Great Daya in the morning!
Happy Dayas are here again!
What a difference a Daya makes
I have always Daya-pended on the kindness of strangers
All Daya all night, Maryann
Ok…
We’re done?
That was fun.
I should also point out a comment sent to me by my brother-in-law. I had opened the blog by saying “I'm not sure spilling one's guts in a public diary is the best way to leave a legacy.”…to which he replied “Well you could always password protect it.”
I presented BS as philosophy and he called it BS. Keep me honest, people…!! That’s what I need.
I was in San Francisco today for my last regularly scheduled therapy session. I never thought I’d feel it, but I just have no urgent issues to work out these days. There’s the usual “accepting myself” bullshit…but that’s coming…slowly…and it needs to come from within me anyway.
So…I’m on my own…the mistress of my own domain. And, as I’ve recently discovered in a major way…I’ve got all of YOU as well. I am emboldened by your love and I can’t fail…!!
As I suspected, many of you have offered your own blog titles...and I want to share them here.
Before I go any farther I have to give some credit to my partner Mark for riffing the original list with me on a long walk the other night. When I didn't credit him in yesterday's post, he threatened (ever so gently) to never walk with me again. So, thank you my love...!!
I hadn’t included everything from the original list. Here are the dregs:
Here toDaya, gone tomorrow
The good old Dayas
As honest as the Daya is long
Call it a Daya
Forever and a Daya
I wasn’t born yesterDaya
Naked as the Daya you were born
Groundhog Daya
Bright as Daya
Clear as Daya
One Daya my prince will come
The living Dayalights
Save it for a rainy Daya
Shall I compare thee to a summer's Daya
And here are some offerings from you brilliant people. I won’t use names in case y’all don’t want to be listed here. You’ll know who you are…
DAY-a! Me say Day, me say Day, me say Da-a-a-a-ya!
(dayalight come, and me wanna go home...)
Daya The Dead
Around the World in 80 Dayas
Dayas of Our Lives
Long Daya's Journey Into Night
Oh Happy Daya
Great Daya in the morning!
Happy Dayas are here again!
What a difference a Daya makes
I have always Daya-pended on the kindness of strangers
All Daya all night, Maryann
Ok…
We’re done?
That was fun.
I should also point out a comment sent to me by my brother-in-law. I had opened the blog by saying “I'm not sure spilling one's guts in a public diary is the best way to leave a legacy.”…to which he replied “Well you could always password protect it.”
I presented BS as philosophy and he called it BS. Keep me honest, people…!! That’s what I need.
I was in San Francisco today for my last regularly scheduled therapy session. I never thought I’d feel it, but I just have no urgent issues to work out these days. There’s the usual “accepting myself” bullshit…but that’s coming…slowly…and it needs to come from within me anyway.
So…I’m on my own…the mistress of my own domain. And, as I’ve recently discovered in a major way…I’ve got all of YOU as well. I am emboldened by your love and I can’t fail…!!
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