yesterday i asked the baristas to make all my venti drips with room for ativan. i watched a student practically bleed out during spin class, and still try to keep time to tempo. last night i took the chardonnay into the tub with me. darlings pick me, dance me a gig,...
i didn’t think yesterday could get any jollier. {it was a wonderful day for california} but there on my doorstep as i twirled into my house was the most fantastic box o’ sweetness. the bonny and bright melissa of reverie daydream gifted me with her blessed...
i’ve been writing in this journal since march. i’ve furiously scribbled fears and foibles i wish to erase. i’ve exhumed memories which never needed revisiting. with pen in hand, i’ve vigorously quarried and tunneled for the quiet mind, the...
i’m sure there was some sort of mistake. i’m so not worthy of such an award, but, in what i suspect was copious amount of black tar heroin consumption, the divine deborah of dumbwit tellher bestowed the very generous kreativ blogger badge upon moi. to say...
happy weekend indeed. smiling has been infectious of late. the sun overcame her shyness. hh didn’t notice/mind the baked beans were bacon free. a 6 year old’s front yard, sparkler extravaganza {both parents inches away} was insanely more entertaining than...
