Bonnie Rocks my socks! She so super sweet and supports my pants addiction. What more could a pants addict want. Anyway even though we haven't met in person in all my contacts with her she has been super sweet and wonderful. We all love Bonnie!!

Bonnie what can I say in mere words to express all of the positive feelings and thoughts and wonderful things that are you? I am not a writer and I know that whatever I write in no way could ever do wonderful you justice. It's BIG the great task you are here to perform. You touch our hearts, you give of your soul selflessly, you express so openly. You are a boon to human kind. You are an inspration to woman kind. You care about others so completely and I am inspired by your example. Love and light to you. Love and light to all that are a part of your life.

**~** Bonnie **~**

You are the BOMB!
Even though we have only had a few brief encounters
I recognize you to be one of the loveliest people
I have ever met.

You are refreshingly GENEROUS
with your time, with your heart, with your LOVE

You are undeniably COMMITTED to making a
positive contribution to your Come-unity and to the planet
with all that you stand for, with how you show up, with the bits of wisdom and insight that you openly share.

You are silly, witty, hilarious, courageous, strong, beauty-full and infinitely more.

I acknowledge you for your willingness be fully self expressed in the face of opposition.

Thank you for your radiant inspiration.

Namaste'

Bonnie has posted a new (or rather, old) photograph in her profile; an 80s hair picture. It so moved me that I simply had to comment.

In viewing it, we are at once confronted by the stark reality, expressed so well by the many shades of grey. How like our own lives, where we so often look for the simplest of answers, the least common denominator, but are continually frustrated by the emotional and psychological shades of grey that confront us.

The hair flying back adequately expresses our shock at the sea of chaotic relativism, which often threatens to envelop us. Is the smile authentic, or does it represent the “brave face” that many try to put forward, mindful of the existential crisis brewing within. The earrings likewise symbolize this eternal conflict, the never-ending wheel from which most ultimately realize they cannot escape. Those with “ears to hear” understand the potential futility of the struggle for inherent meaning.

Is that meaning pre-existent, or merely self-created, a faint hope against a tide of randomness, of existential absurdity? Are we guilty of the Sartrean “bad faith”, ignoring the awful truth to avoid the inescapable consequences of our discovery? Like Roquentin, do we risk confrontation with being-as-it-is, with all of the attendant horror and wonder that such an epiphany provides?

80s music and fashion can only further add to our despair.

I love Bonnie. But she doesn't know. She is a nice mommy and I'm glad she married my Laura mommy. She made the best catnip pocket from one of the pockets of my mommy's old pair of shorts. I love my catnip pocket! She made me a really great sleeping nest in a cubby hole with a blankie and everything. She keeps me company all day. Thank you Bonnie for loving me back. And thank you for London Broil. Purrrrrrrrrrrr.

This girl is a genius! I'm not just saying that because she is my wife either. Bonnie is easily the smartest person I know. Amazing writer, brilliant scholar, sweet woman, research guru, wickedly funny, coupon queen are just a few of the areas in which Bonnie excels. And she puts up with me! I'm the luckiest girl in the world that this beautiful woman with such a deep soul has allowed me into her life. She is my soulmate, forever and a day, to the stars and back. I love you my angel.