life has been a bit distracting lately, what with homework, volleyball, photography, laundry, dishes, painting… i must confess that i haven’t made a priority of finding a place of focus in my mind. so today’s post is going to be an exercise for me… or perhaps more accurately, an exorism of the thought plethora racing inside my head. disclaimer: the thoughts written here are completely random and the order is not reflective of importance or amount of preoccupation on a particular subject. if i haven’t scared you away or bored you to tears, i think i’m ready to begin… so just roll with me!
i have never desired a cartilage piercing… now, i realize i have my nose pierced, but i’m talking about ear cartilage. two holes in the lobes are plenty enough for me.
my st augustine grass has all died and i don’t know why- i used weed and feed and now all i have is weeds.
blue bell once again knocked it out of the ballpark with tiramisu ice cream… but it doesn’t hold a candle to the actual dessert… NEED.TO.EAT.AT.DIPALMA’S…
speaking of candles, i love them so much but i rarely remember to light them. i love it in the spring and fall when you can open up the whole house in the evening, turn off all the lights, light candles, and listen to jazz on npr. ironically, i haven’t done that in ages either.
i really want to be one of those people who gets up early in the morning and enjoys the peace of that quiet hour, but have thus far been unsuccessful at implementing that change in my life.
i am unashamed that i like peanuts and coke. together. at the same time. as in- nuts swimming around in the cool effervescence that is coke- the real thing baby. and if it’s mexican coke, well that’s even better.
coke is my drink of choice for stress. it’s one of the reasons i’m not an alcoholic today. it’s also one of the reasons i had to go on a diet. and is probably eating up my insides with its phosphoric acid. but everybody dies of something. pick your poison…
confession: i accidentally typed someTHONG in the last sentence but i corrected it…
another confession: i giggled when i saw that i had typed thong… and giggled the other times i made the same mistake. it’s not my fault they put the i and o right next to each other on the keyboard…
if God had made only flip flops, i would not think any less of him. i would wear flip flops if i wore nothing else… but what were those guys thinking when they made those weirdo running shoes that look like toe socks with a sole?? smh…
why on God’s green earth did i take trig? like i can remember ANY of it… wasted year in math class. rodrek williams, i still can NOT believe you were a schoolteacher…
i was the only girl in men’s choir in high school (no i did NOT have a beard… i was the accompanist) which you would think would make me popular, but i was awkward a late bloomer and that was prior to the blossoming.
i love the trees at oak alley plantation- it’s a very spiritual place to me.
i love it when the heater comes on for the 1st time in the fall and it’s cold outside and you can smell that weird burnt smell from the dust in the heater.
i miss snow.
i never knew love could be so visceral until i had children.
i miss whidbey island and my people up there.
what do i mean, up there? it’s not like they are above my head…
people can be so petty, silly, and cruel. but then along comes a loving faithful friend and it makes me not despair to reach out and have a relationship with another human being. it makes me free to be who i am without fear.
well, that took a serious turn. but i think that’s all i’ve got to say about that. i have a random picture to offer (after all, everything else has been random)… a couple of years ago, my goldilocks child drew and watercolored this little piece of paper blue, and it ended up on my refrigerator hall of fame (every mom has one). it says so much to me, and it is SO moriah grace…
i don’t want to be all mr rogers, but i do hope that today finds you happy… and blessed 
