Oh Lordy

I have been in the worst disposition of late, and the only thing I could possibly do Dear Reader(s) was to save you from me and not post to my blog. As sunny as I try to be here in blog world, there are times in everyones life when the rain moves in for a bit and one must hunker down to weather the storm. Nothing too drastic mind you, just can't seem to find my raincoat and galoshes for the moment. I expect that this too shall pass, as anyone who knows me can attest that I'm no stranger to rain. Of course at some point that starts to feel like a bit of the problem itself, but oh my how I digress.

And just so you know, this has nothing at all to do with my becoming a year older tomorrow. I would rather get older every year than not, and I welcome any onset of gray hair and laugh lines that plan to come my way. It's just that I thought my life would be different right now, and it's gone quite far off the track I thought I was on. Not all bad mind you, just different. Finding the business card from the engagement ring store is a shitty piece of luck on a day like today. Shitty indeed.

And that's all I have to say about that.

Peace

Lazy Bones

This weekend has been the exact and utter polar opposite of last weekend in that I have accomplished absolutely nothing. I had a dream where I thought about getting some sewing done, but when I woke up I realized the dream itself had tuckered me out. It's rainy out and it's been a helluva a month or so for me, so maybe that will be my excuse...

We did go to the Saturday Market yesterday, where I bought gorgeous bouquets of flowers for home and work. Since my birthday is coming soon, here's one item for my wishlist:

They're handblown drinking glasses with dichroic glass in the bottom made by Marcia Ann Siam Wiley of Wileyware. The picture is not doing them any kind of justice of course, but they are simply gorgeous. A set of four is over $100, so this is not the kind of thing I can splurge on for myself. Besides, ultimately I'd need more than 4 for guests of course! What's the point of having something so beautiful if you can't show it off?

I wish Boo was still small enough to wear these gorgeous dresses...I debated buying one for Trav's niece (the only girl among Trav's total of 8 nieces and nephews), but that would have been the last of the market money we had to spend that day, and I wanted some scented candles. Do you see what I mean when I say it's been a TRULY lazy (implied: SELFISH) weekend? Here's hoping this week is more productive, with some good news and a brighter future looking my way.

Gratitude: A farmer's market just down the street that sells giNORMous bouquets of flowers for $7. This TOTALLY makes up for those flower-starved years in Anchorage. The ice bucket to put my flowers in when I realized I don't have a vase... artfully arranged flowers in an ice bucket make you look vaguely Martha Stewart-ish in my estimation. Shannon, who let me cry on her shoulder when the PMS overcame me, along with the check that didn't come and the babysitter whose plans changed. All things that were fixed or made better by one truly great next-door neighbor. Gratitude!