1) I moved to North County again. Feels familiar in good ways although I'll miss my apartment for a while, I'm sure. The cats seem to be settling in well and the unpacking process is moving along albeit somewhat slowly.
2) I wonder if other people outgrow the desire to just be held sometimes and told they're okay. I haven't.
3) Student teaching is in the questionable category again. I want to make the leap and get out of this job but my increasing awareness of the economy and job market has made me extremely hesitant that this is the right time.
4) In two weeks, I turn 35. The jury is still out on whether that milestone is going to go over easily.
5) The holidays creep ever closer which is kind of bumming me out today. I sent the munchkins their birthday gifts but haven't any indicators whether they got them or not.
6) The amazing boyfriend has been sick for just over a week.
7) I'm unbelievably sore from this move so, good night all.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
10.20.2011
Well. It's been a while. Again.
Today is Alex's birthday. He's 11 which was a big birthday for me, as I recall. He's always been more of an introvert than his sister, a thing that I'm sure hasn't and won't change. I hope the universe sends him opportunities for laughter and goofiness over the next year.
So, that's a minor note in a composition that is, otherwise, in a major key.
Happys:
I have a "boyfriend" now. The quotes are for the sake of full disclosure and because boyfriend looks silly in print. Manfriend? *shrugs* He's made of awesome. And, for reasons difficult to absorb, he thinks I am, too. It's cute. We disgust those around us while we roll around in a bubble of happiness. Like gerbils of love.
I get to quit my horrid job and go back to school for student teaching! Given that this job continues to be a horror, that item alone results in many, many, happy dances. It does involve a move back to North Co., though, and that's going to be interesting.
Call this one questionable if you must but I claim it for the happy category. My life is more peaceful now than ever it has been and a huge piece of that is because I'm still keeping up big, spike-studded walls to keep family issues at bay. I'm sharing a lot more on here than I have on social networks just to keep the bio-family from stealing chunks of my happiness. These days, I feel very proprietary about that. It's mine and you can't have it! *cue evil laugh and end of post*
Today is Alex's birthday. He's 11 which was a big birthday for me, as I recall. He's always been more of an introvert than his sister, a thing that I'm sure hasn't and won't change. I hope the universe sends him opportunities for laughter and goofiness over the next year.
So, that's a minor note in a composition that is, otherwise, in a major key.
Happys:
I have a "boyfriend" now. The quotes are for the sake of full disclosure and because boyfriend looks silly in print. Manfriend? *shrugs* He's made of awesome. And, for reasons difficult to absorb, he thinks I am, too. It's cute. We disgust those around us while we roll around in a bubble of happiness. Like gerbils of love.
I get to quit my horrid job and go back to school for student teaching! Given that this job continues to be a horror, that item alone results in many, many, happy dances. It does involve a move back to North Co., though, and that's going to be interesting.
Call this one questionable if you must but I claim it for the happy category. My life is more peaceful now than ever it has been and a huge piece of that is because I'm still keeping up big, spike-studded walls to keep family issues at bay. I'm sharing a lot more on here than I have on social networks just to keep the bio-family from stealing chunks of my happiness. These days, I feel very proprietary about that. It's mine and you can't have it! *cue evil laugh and end of post*
Friday, October 7, 2011
10.07.2011
For Bessie
You are never gone from me.
I can still find you in all the things you painted into my life
The kiss-spark of thorn studded roses
the crispness of yellow skinned apples carpeting the ground
the dewsong of robins amid tawny, crimson, paperbag brown leaves.
You are never gone from me.
I can still find you in all the things you painted into my life
The kiss-spark of thorn studded roses
the crispness of yellow skinned apples carpeting the ground
the dewsong of robins amid tawny, crimson, paperbag brown leaves.
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