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I went to put on my favorite comfy, well-worn jeans this morning and found they had finally worn through in the seat. I am wearing them anyway. I had an unsuccessful visit to the Salvation Army to find new ones. Sniff!
My hair has been wild lately! There's just nothing to be done so I just stick a clip in the top of the mess to hold it out of my face and figure I look eccentric. When I want to look a little more chic, like today, I straighten it. That seems to take the fight out of it for a time.
In my very first post I gave credit for this blog's name to singer/songwriter John Mayer. Now I'm embarrassed! You may have seen him recently gracing the front pages of supermarket tabloids as the new romance in the life of...Jessica Simpson! I'm sure she's a lovely girl, but this is the person who asked on national television if Chicken of the Sea was chicken or fish! I am disillusioned and would change the name of this blog if it weren't so totally descriptive of my current state.
I said to my mom the other day that one of my chief complaints about the world is that it is too darn big! I want to sit down to a table piled full of my mom's healthy and deliscious cooking. I want to be able to sit on my sister's couch and chat with her and snuggle my niece. I want to go swimming in the river with Gwyneth and go for ice cream in Fort Collins and watch piles of romantic movies and make disgustingly sweet desserts. I want to go meet Alysoun's new baby Sophie and have a ramble through Tablehurst Farm in the moist English air. I want to sit around the table at Sarah and TR's on a Saturday morning, nibbling scones and listening to what Birchrunville used to be like before I was alive. I want to play board games and drink cocktails with my childhood buds. And I want to be able to do any of these things, and so many more, any time I want. My mom says I must be waiting for space travel to get more affordable.
My hair has been wild lately! There's just nothing to be done so I just stick a clip in the top of the mess to hold it out of my face and figure I look eccentric. When I want to look a little more chic, like today, I straighten it. That seems to take the fight out of it for a time.
In my very first post I gave credit for this blog's name to singer/songwriter John Mayer. Now I'm embarrassed! You may have seen him recently gracing the front pages of supermarket tabloids as the new romance in the life of...Jessica Simpson! I'm sure she's a lovely girl, but this is the person who asked on national television if Chicken of the Sea was chicken or fish! I am disillusioned and would change the name of this blog if it weren't so totally descriptive of my current state.
I said to my mom the other day that one of my chief complaints about the world is that it is too darn big! I want to sit down to a table piled full of my mom's healthy and deliscious cooking. I want to be able to sit on my sister's couch and chat with her and snuggle my niece. I want to go swimming in the river with Gwyneth and go for ice cream in Fort Collins and watch piles of romantic movies and make disgustingly sweet desserts. I want to go meet Alysoun's new baby Sophie and have a ramble through Tablehurst Farm in the moist English air. I want to sit around the table at Sarah and TR's on a Saturday morning, nibbling scones and listening to what Birchrunville used to be like before I was alive. I want to play board games and drink cocktails with my childhood buds. And I want to be able to do any of these things, and so many more, any time I want. My mom says I must be waiting for space travel to get more affordable.
posted by Eiren at 6:10 PM
1 Comments:
I finally figured out which icon to click on to send you a comment -I thought it was the envelope...duh!
Anyway you rock as a person and as a writer. You gather the perfect words and set the table with unexpected delicacies. Like when you were little and you said the birds on the wires were having a conference.
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