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"Anywhere Is" by Enya

Hi! This is Tara speaking. As you know, our dearly beloved Co-Presidents are on hiatus so they let Lisa and I take over. Oh don't worry! We will be on our best behaviors, won't we Lisa? Well at least I will! =) Now as a start, let's welcome some of our members from JABB.


P.S. I would like to mention that TBAA is still on their hiatus until sometime in September.

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From the home office of the Heavenly Playground!

This is Yvette speaking, and to give you information about myself is not exactly easy, but since you asked. I am 30 years old, married, I enjoy writing (!!!), singing, music, teddy bears (making and collecting) as well as languages, reading, and flying sometimes with my husband who is a private pilot. Yes, to answer any unasked questions, he has been known to complain about the moisture problem around here, even when it has not been raining. I am still trying to find a good excuse as to where it came from... Oh well, Sven's got his flying, and well, I have my hobbies. Aside from being an Androoler, I am in fact, the self-appointed Advocate for Adam Appreciation, and proud of it. :))) It's about time TBAA's first AOD got some credit for his contributions.

My name is Paulla, and the nickname I'm most known by online is capodo. I'm 33 (to be 34 on the 29th of this month! Gulp!) and am a Data Processor for an IL company that makes automatic door operators. I fell in love with TBAA about 6 months ago and will confess right out that it was because of John. Since then I've kept my drooling to a minimum and do love the shows for their story content. And I'm not ashamed to say I've cried more than once over an episode!
I love John's hair long, so I'm REAL disappointed in how short it is nowadays. My Dinner With Andrew is my
favorite episode (what a surprise there eh? *LOL*) and I'm hoping to see Season 2 and Season 3 episodes which
I've never seen!
Blessings,
Paulla

Erin crawled out of bed the following morning and all she could think about was the night before. She had met her friends at the face, and the four of them had made a pact to end their lives. The tears streamed down her cheeks as she remembered everything that had happened and although she had been so grateful that Kim had turned out to be OK, all the young Erin could feel now, was humiliation.

She could not get it out of her mind when she had seen Andrew standing there next to Monica, bathed in light and the realization that he was an angel and that was the reason he couldn't return the feelings she carried for him. Now, instead of feeling comfort, this only added to her feelings of regret and stupidity.

Grabbing a T-shirt from her belongings, she pulled it on as well as a pair of shorts, her long blonde hair went ignored except to tie it back with a rubber band. She looked around the room where the other girls were still asleep in their beds and would probably remain asleep until 9 when breakfast was scheduled to be served.

Quietly, so as to not disturb them, she crept out of the room, and went slowly down the stairs. The rest of the camp was quiet, as well it should be, after all, it was still dark outside, the sun was just beginning to peek out from behind the trees and the shadows had only started to slip away as each second quietly ticked by. She walked slowly in the direction of 'the face', which in actuality was a large rock located not far from where the main meeting room was.

As she reached the stone structure, for some reason she could feel her hands beginning to sweat, but she went over to one side where she could still see the remains of the red paint where she had written 'Erin loves Andrew' in large bold letters. She ran her hand along the structure and could still see some of the red paint beneath her fingertips. What a fool I was, she thought sadly to herself as she regarded the remains of the pills she and her friends had tossed to the ground when the angels had managed to persuade them to not end their lives. She got down on her knees and picked up one of the pills.

She began to pull the weeds and grass away from around it and looked down at the single capsule that rested in the palm of her hand. She finally allowed it to slip between her fingers and land on the ground. In frustration, she smashed it with her foot, but after a few moments, her attention was diverted and she turned around all the while seeing the humiliating red paint still on the surface of 'the face'.

"I ruined this," she whispered under her breath. "I dishonored the memory of those girls who didn't come back because of some stupid crush."

She picked up a stone and began to scrape it across the remainder of the red paint hoping to get rid of the last of the declaration of love she had for the counselor who had actually turned out to be, of all things, an angel. Humiliated tears streamed down her face as she continued to work at getting the last of the red substance off of it.

After a few moments, she crawled back up on top of the rock and sat there as the tears continued to stream down her cheeks. She watched as the sun came up lightening the area around her and she glanced around to see that Andrew was now standing on the path leading back to the camp. He carried a gentle smile on his face, and she was left to wonder how long he had been standing there quietly watching her. Self consciously she ran her hand through her tangled blonde hair, but eventually she climbed down off the face and stood next to it as he made eye contact with her and approached.

"Hello, Erin," he said.

"Hi," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, but she found herself looking at the ground. She managed to offer him a weak smile, but she could not even look at him without feeling the shame enveloping her.

"Is everything OK?" He asked gently. "You're not having second thoughts, are you?"

"No, I'm not," she said her voice barely above a whisper.

"Is there something you want to talk about?" Andrew asked, he could see the discomfort in her eyes, and he knew that her feelings were still very fragile, and he was aware of the fact that he was indirectly responsible for it.

"No, I just have a lot on my mind is all, no big deal," she said as she started to walk away.

"Don't go, we really need to talk," he said. "I know that it is not easy for you to talk to me about this, but I want you to listen just for a moment. You were given a pretty hefty dosage of truth last night, and I think you know that the way you interpreted all of it saved your life."

"I really don't want to talk about this," she whispered. "It's too hard."

Andrew came over to her and rested his hand on her shoulder. "You know, love is never an easy topic for anyone, not for a young woman, and sometimes, not even for an angel. Now that you know the truth, I think you know why it is that I cannot return those kinds of feelings, simply because of what I am." He smiled gently at her. "It's not because of HIV, Erin, and it's not because I don't care for you, the truth is, I simply can't."

"It's so embarrassing," she looked away. "You must think I'm the biggest fool that ever lived."

"No, it shouldn't be embarrassing and I don't think you're a fool at all. In fact, it was rather courageous of you to express those feelings in the first place and I'm rather flattered by them," he began. "Erin, the love that I do carry for you is the same as what you have for Abbey, Nikki, and the other friends you have here."

The young girl looked at the large stone and then she looked at him. "A friend?"

"Mm-hum," he smiled and nodded. "You see, everything that I told you was the truth and I know that it's sometimes hard being a teenager. You're not a child anymore, but you're also not an adult yet, but then you have all those other things that you must cope with, which can be difficult, but you're strong, you showed that last night when you chose not to give up on life."

"You think so?" She asked weakly.

"I know so," he smiled gently and when she looked at him, she could only return the smile and nod her head.

*****
Yvette

Here is a message from our dearly (cough) beloved (yeah right) Lisa who will be interviewing John. ( Lisa thinks she's interviewing John. But in reality the person she is speaking to is an imposter. The real John is safely tucked away in a safe house unknown to the public. =)

Hi all...Lisa here, filling in, sort of , for Jen & Aud. I get the totally *awesome* job of interviewing John! Sigh...it would have been good except for that one thing....

Lisa: Hi John!

John: Hi Lisa, how are you this fine day?

L: I am doing great, how 'bout you?

J: Not bad.....just took a wrong turn in Dyeland.

L: What? How could you??? I thought JenniAnn & Aud gave you a map???

J: Well, they did....I just forgot it when I left the Castle this morning.

L: Oh....ok, I was worried they had forgotten about you. So what happened?

J: Well, I left the castle and was planning on just hiking through Dyeland and just looking at everything that has popped up since I was last here. I went towards Mystical Mountains to take in the snow-capped mountains and to see what Toria and Jennie were up too. Unfortunately, neither was home and I was really looking forward to seeing Jennie's theater. So I headed to what I thought was north to go see Yvette and Sven at AOD Incorporated on the Heavenly Playground Island but that is where the trouble started.

L: Oh this otta be good.....what happened?

J: You know, that smile on your face reminds me of Kiwi.

L: LOL! Well....I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not John!

J: LOL! Don't worry...I don't think *anyone* is as bad as Kiwi.

L: ROTFLMBO!!! I can't wait for Kiwi to read this! Just thinking about the look on her face cracks me up!

J: 'smiling' That was the point. Anyways, I thought I was going north, but I guess I ended up going west.

L: Now *this* is where it's going to get interesting......

J: 'laughing' Yes it is! I was walking west and ended up in Forbidden Forest.

L: How did you know that?

J: The sign.

L: She has a sign now?

J: Yeah, it says "Home of Kiwi, The Wicked Witch of the West".

L: YOU'RE KIDDING?????

J: LOL! Yes I am. It says "Home of Kiwi, The best Kiwi in the land".

L: LOL! That sounds more like our Kiwi!

J: I know JenniAnn, Aud & Andrew have forbidden people to enter the land and I was a bit scared because of the whole haircut thing, but I am a forgiving man and figured I would go see what she was up too. Turns out it was nothing good.

L: LOL! Now *that* sounds like our Kiwi to a "T"!

J: She came up to me and was sweet and acted like she was my friend. That should have been my first warning something was wrong. She asked if I would like to join her for tea at her castle. We started walking towards her castle when she started...I don't know....the only word I can think of is changing. Gone was the nice pink fluffy dress with lace. Gone was the shining blonde hair. She was wearing a black dress like thing, her hair was a dark black and looked....well, she looked like she *was* changing into the Wicked Witch of the West. Instead of going with her, I turned around and *ran* like there was no tomorrow. Instead of running back the way I came and having her follow me, I ran south towards LaLa Land. I was looking forward to stopping and having a snack at Monica's Cafe but was too scared Kiwi would find me. I then headed east towards Everknow. I keep forgetting that all you women have to go to Androoler University for the twelve-step program. Just picture, 200 women running after me as I am running away from Kiwi.

L: ROTFLMBO!!!! Stop John....I have to stop laughing....my jaws are killing me!

J: I am serious though. I finally made it back to the castle and Andrew found me and asked why I was out of breath. When I told him the story he was like you, laughing so hard that he had tears rolling down his cheeks.

L: Oh John! I haven't laughed this hard since Tara tried to spell correctly all night! Did you ever tell Aud or Jen?

J: You kidding??? I figured I would wait until after this interview cause then I will be back in Utah taping so they can't yell at me.

L: Oh John....this was fun. I can hardly wait to see what Kiwi comes up with as *her* side of the story to this. But seriously John, it was fun talking with you and you know, if you ever need to get away from everything, you know you are always more than welcome to stay at my island. Just give me 24 hours notice and I will have everyone out and cut off access to the sailboat. You just have to put up with me, my son and our animals!

J: Thank you Lisa. That sounds wonderful.

And that ladies, is what happened the last time John decided to go hiking by himself.

Lisa

OK folks, you will have to excuse the last part of Lisa's last comment to cut off access to our adoring John. She would never do that. To her dearly beloved friends... or will she?

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