so....galveston is starting to get some weather. wind is picking up here. thankfully, the hurricane has dropped to a category 3, and lucky for us....we are on the 'clean' side of rita. we're still just sitting tight waiting for the word to go to the ballroom.
all i can think about now is forbidden bway....'my name is chita and not rita, though i look like you a lot rita. liza likes chita and not rita. i wouldn't mind if they shot rita.' i wish someone would shoot this rita.
Courage does not always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day that says, "I will try again tomorrow."