8 years with him and lately I look at the fruit of my labour and wonder…who is this kid????
8 years with him and lately I look at the fruit of my labour and wonder…who is this kid????
Mon dieu! I feel in flux. Not in acid re-flux...but as in unrest. Lately, I just wish I knew all the right things to do and the right things to say.
And if I've called you lately and hung up before you can answer or before leaving a message...it's the flux.
I finally am calling these finished. I've been working on them since the beginning of April and have been contemplating them each night after dinner.
Saturday. Yay! And the best part ofcourse it's a 3 day weekend!
Thank you Mr. Presidents!
So yes, it's Saturday and while I'm sure ya'll are getting your drink and grooves on, I spent mine getting my shopping, worms, eating, and painting on. And that's only cause I live totally dangerously you see.
By the way...the worms were not for my eating pleasure, but for our gecko Lizardo. He likes to eat worms. Me? I can't stand them and the thought of them gives me the heebie geebies. But I have to admit...watching that little fella stalk and then attack the icky little creatures brings back childhood memories and the thrill we used to get watching Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom.
email: wabbit@groovebunnydotcom
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