If you lived here...
You would know. What it's like to grow up,
In a house that taught you.
Silence.
Taught you to be. What you needed to be. So as not to upset.
The apple cart.
If you lived here...
You would know. How many hours you would sit.
A wood stove. Burning hot at your back. Until you fell asleep.
Because you wouldn't.
Couldn't.
Eat your vegetables.
If you lived here...
You would be the cause. Of every voice raised.
In Anger.
Of every cross word said.
Across the table.
If you lived here...
You would remember plates.
Breaking.
And the picture that hangs. To cover the hole.
In the wall.
A Matter of Speaking
Sometimes it's perfectly okay to avoid people. It also happens to be a well known fact that people who annoy you should be avoided at all cost. And in my case, it's sometimes safer to be far away from those who annoy me than very nearby. Or at least able to hang up a phone quickly in order to hold my tongue. Let me explain...
You are an obnoxious asshole. The world would be a better place if you were castrated. The beauty of silence is only amplified when you're not speaking. Men like you make women like me want to become lesbians. Or join a nunnery. Or give up sex in general for the rest of our natural born lives.
I'm just saying...
You are an obnoxious asshole. The world would be a better place if you were castrated. The beauty of silence is only amplified when you're not speaking. Men like you make women like me want to become lesbians. Or join a nunnery. Or give up sex in general for the rest of our natural born lives.
I'm just saying...
Between Floors
According to my sources, I am the kind of person a person might want to get stuck in an elevator with. Granted they might change their minds within five minutes of that actually happening but I am more than happy to take a compliment in whatever form its given. It also helped to finally confirm what I've always thought... I have issues that others find entertaining! Sweet Jesus! Wonderful! I am relieved!
That all being said, I'm exhausted. Another wacko day at the office and I'm tuckered out and ready to sleep so I can wake up and do it all again tomorrow. Kind of like the sort of deja vu you don't want to keep experiencing. I have that. I am a long time sufferer of suffering on a daily basis.
Yes, my friends it's true... Put a creative girl in a boxed up world and you spend your days feeling cubed.
That all being said, I'm exhausted. Another wacko day at the office and I'm tuckered out and ready to sleep so I can wake up and do it all again tomorrow. Kind of like the sort of deja vu you don't want to keep experiencing. I have that. I am a long time sufferer of suffering on a daily basis.
Yes, my friends it's true... Put a creative girl in a boxed up world and you spend your days feeling cubed.
Awake and Sleeping
Why I'm bothering to write anything tonight is beyond me. I'm so tired from another goodness only knows how many hours I worked today day that I could quite literally cry from the sheer exhaustion of it all.
I should have also finished the post that I wrote yesterday but I'm afraid you're going to have to settle for disappointment tonight because that post is not happening. At least not until maybe - possibly - tomorrow. If I get to it that is.
But for now I am going to go upstairs with my dogs to curl up beneath the covers and get some sleep. I pray the alarm clock takes its time to wake me up...
I should have also finished the post that I wrote yesterday but I'm afraid you're going to have to settle for disappointment tonight because that post is not happening. At least not until maybe - possibly - tomorrow. If I get to it that is.
But for now I am going to go upstairs with my dogs to curl up beneath the covers and get some sleep. I pray the alarm clock takes its time to wake me up...
Celebrating the Harvest (Early)
I made a going back to school dinner for my daughter tonight. Call it a celebration if you will, because Lord knows I'm so over the moon ecstatic to send her butt back with book bag in hand that it was worth my effort to spend my afternoon cooking. So I made her her favorite meal. Oven roasted chicken (with thyme, rosemary and lemon) mashed potatoes with the requisite gravy, and corn on the cob. Followed by an apple crumble desert which she decided to pass on (without trying) made from the apples we hand picked yesterday at the apple farm.
Life is good...
Life is good...
A Moment To Get Sappy Over Fall
I have to take a moment to talk about the weather because it is the most fantastic fall like feeling day we've had since summer started winding down. And I have to say that I absolutely love how the wind is cold and crisp, and how something as simple as a sweater can warm you up and make you feel more alive than you have felt in months.
I love fall. It's true. Of all the seasons it is and will always be my favorite. From the colors painted on every leaf in every tree, to thoughts of candied apples and hay wagon rides, to walks in the woods over a dense Autumn floor. Fall is perfect. At least it always is for me...
I love fall. It's true. Of all the seasons it is and will always be my favorite. From the colors painted on every leaf in every tree, to thoughts of candied apples and hay wagon rides, to walks in the woods over a dense Autumn floor. Fall is perfect. At least it always is for me...
As Good As It's Getting
Bored beyond belief is sitting home with nothing to do and at the moment no one to call watching your cats and dogs have stare downs with each other. What makes it even worse is being amused by said stare downs...
I really, really do need to get out more. Oh yes.
I really, really do need to get out more. Oh yes.
