Saturday, November 24, 2012
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Thursday, October 4, 2012
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Wow. I haven't blogged in so long, that the format on here has changed completely, and I am further at a loss.
What's happening.... Well. I don't know. Many things and nothing.
I am trying to say "no more fear" to myself. Every day. I'm trying. I find myself constantly reading these food/style/design/nature/really good white living blogs. I spent a good two hours yesterday consumed with all things simple and easy living. All things green, organic and lush. All things not my life.
I have zero dollars. I don't know how I've managed to let it happen (it's fun to pretend), but I have zero dollars. So even all these crafty do it yourself type blogs are completely upsetting to me. I don't have enough money to buy my crafty/save your money by making it yourself, materials.
I'm faced with one of those times in life where I am absolutely throwing myself into the wind, and really hoping it gently lands me on to solid rock. Well, Clayton is my solid rock. But, I mean, my own solid rock.
Annnnnd clearly my writing has dis-improved. That's wright, eye sad dis-improved.
Come on universe. Throw me a sign. Or a beer. Or a fine, crisp Chardonnay.
I'll take it.
What's happening.... Well. I don't know. Many things and nothing.
I am trying to say "no more fear" to myself. Every day. I'm trying. I find myself constantly reading these food/style/design/nature/really good white living blogs. I spent a good two hours yesterday consumed with all things simple and easy living. All things green, organic and lush. All things not my life.
I have zero dollars. I don't know how I've managed to let it happen (it's fun to pretend), but I have zero dollars. So even all these crafty do it yourself type blogs are completely upsetting to me. I don't have enough money to buy my crafty/save your money by making it yourself, materials.
I'm faced with one of those times in life where I am absolutely throwing myself into the wind, and really hoping it gently lands me on to solid rock. Well, Clayton is my solid rock. But, I mean, my own solid rock.
Annnnnd clearly my writing has dis-improved. That's wright, eye sad dis-improved.
Come on universe. Throw me a sign. Or a beer. Or a fine, crisp Chardonnay.
I'll take it.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Clean and clear, and under control...
No, not my skin. My skin's fine I guess. This time, its my gmail box that is clean and clear.....and under control.
I just finished a 4 day endeavor. I had 5,600 emails in my inbox, and have now narrowed that down to 12. It took awhile. I had to delve into my past, which meant re-reading and re-visiting letters that I can't believe I ever wrote, or even received for that matter.
Man - my life is a lot simpler now. Thank you Clayton. Thank you for being the best guy. And thank you parents for putting up with my sob stories, and boring details of whatever it was I was doing that day... and sending me your love through the internet for all of those years. And Dad, thank you for sending me book reviews that I have now filed into a neat little file called "DLC book reviews"....of which there are plenty. :-)
But really, what this little journey to the past has taught me is that I have the most amazing friends in my life. And they've been with me through the mud! Seriously. The best.
But I just feel so good now. I feel organized. And clean. And totally ready to keep moving forward with my life. And when I need a little nostalgia, I'll just find something like this:
4/7/09
I love you my darling one. I just do. It's a bit like the sonnet...I could try to count the ways, but there are so many and I love you for so many reasons. You're so sweet and sentimental...about everyone and everything you love and hold dear. Please never change. I miss looking into those big blue-plate special eyes and hearing that voice...all "rasp and squeak"...I miss your songs. I miss your funny faces. I miss your pretty white hands and slender fingers and tiny wrists. I'm just missing you, but mostly I'm just thinking about how amazing you are.
xoxoxox
~Mom
I just finished a 4 day endeavor. I had 5,600 emails in my inbox, and have now narrowed that down to 12. It took awhile. I had to delve into my past, which meant re-reading and re-visiting letters that I can't believe I ever wrote, or even received for that matter.
Man - my life is a lot simpler now. Thank you Clayton. Thank you for being the best guy. And thank you parents for putting up with my sob stories, and boring details of whatever it was I was doing that day... and sending me your love through the internet for all of those years. And Dad, thank you for sending me book reviews that I have now filed into a neat little file called "DLC book reviews"....of which there are plenty. :-)
But really, what this little journey to the past has taught me is that I have the most amazing friends in my life. And they've been with me through the mud! Seriously. The best.
But I just feel so good now. I feel organized. And clean. And totally ready to keep moving forward with my life. And when I need a little nostalgia, I'll just find something like this:
4/7/09
I love you my darling one. I just do. It's a bit like the sonnet...I could try to count the ways, but there are so many and I love you for so many reasons. You're so sweet and sentimental...about everyone and everything you love and hold dear. Please never change. I miss looking into those big blue-plate special eyes and hearing that voice...all "rasp and squeak"...I miss your songs. I miss your funny faces. I miss your pretty white hands and slender fingers and tiny wrists. I'm just missing you, but mostly I'm just thinking about how amazing you are.
xoxoxox
~Mom
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