Shakin' It All Off.
{tree in our yard}
There are several reasons why I enjoy the art of writing.
It matters not my content; words out serve me in the most medicinal way.
They seem to cleanse me. Better yet, they provide my heart with a clearer circulation.
Upon starting this blog, I wrestled with what exactly people would want to read.
For I realize that blog hopping and blog reading can occupy many precious minutes of one's day.
I find myself grappling with the subject line more than often these days.
Simply put, that's annoying to me.
As in, I get on my own nerves.
Do you ever get on your own nerves?
I'm there.
So, for today, I feel the urge to be scattered in topic.
Kinda like the snow on the above tree.
Each branch laden with icy crystals.
Every snowflake diverse in form.
I give you my icy crystal branches:
- My hair is dirty. Dirty and long. I need to wash it, but anyone with long hair knows washing takes a little more work.
- I loathe getting the hair out of the drain once that washing is complete....eeeeewww.
- I have begun a weekly cleaning regimine for the home. I complete 1 big chore a day in hopes of not being overwhelmed with a filthy home. So far, so good.
- I am slowly coming around to the fact that I have an addiction to my cheese grader. I can eat an entire block of cheese in like 2 days. The grading is somehow theraputic to me, and well, the cheese is just yummy to my tummy.
- I just cleaned out mine and the boys' closets. 97% of the contents of our closets come from my Goodwill 1/2 off weekend excursions. For those of you not in-the-know, please see this post for quite possibly the best adventure of your life.
- I'm a little over dramatic at times. {You want proof? The last sentence in the above bullet. Although my heart feels deep down that it IS one of the best adventures in my life}
- Installing grommets in my handbags requires some rigorous manual labor. {No, I'm not being dramatic on this one.} Cutting and hammering along with some good ole muscle power is needed.
- Yesterday, I hammered my right index finger upon intstalling the last grommet in a bag.
- The finger is black, blue, and swollen. Nice.
- I have a super fun weekend ahead, and am struggling with just exactly what to wear. Anyone else do this?
- I run really fast on a treadmill. I mean really fast.
- I am notsomuch coordinated when running on a treadmill.
- I have fallen twice, gotten tangled in my earplugs connected to the TV, and twisted my ankle.
- Perhaps the open road is just meant for me and my running.
- I am in love with this coffee. Infatuated even.
- I have a theory on touch cell phones. I truly feel that the angle for opening and manipulating the phone is biased to the right hander. I CANNOT open or use my phone key pad with my left hand. I have to use my right. Does any other southpaw out there feel this way?
- I have 2 new bag designs in the works. I am dying to get time in my schedule to do a 2nd test run to work some more of the kinks out as well as carry them for my 6 month trial perioid.
- I never thought in a million years that I would have a Superhero calendar hanging in my home, and that I would be okay with it. I do, and crazy enough, I am.
- I have a new face washer I got from my Dad and Janie for Christmas. I am seriously in love with it. I plan to do a post JUST about this tool and what it means to me one day soon.
- Why do I wrestle with the skinny jean look with flats? I'm 5'9" for goodness sakes. I can swing it. Not that shorter people can't, but why do I feel it looks super cute on others and notsomuch me?
- I think my nose is growing. Like for realz. I never realized it was that "established" on my face.
- I cannot for the life of me grow pansies. They NEVER work for me. This is my last year to plant them. I mean it this time.
- Blushing Nude by Clinique is a lipstick I am really digging right now.
- Casey really is Kenny's carbon copy.
- I am putting red lights on our backporch for festive Valentine's Day decor throughout the month of February. I am pretty jazzed about this.
- I want to try to make sourdough bread from scratch. Checking around for starter recipes.
- There are some really fun fabric collections on the k.Mac website...one of my favorites...."Dance with Me, Mama"---go check it out here.
Ah, rapid fire free bulleting feels good on a Wednesday morning.
I think I just shook my branches bare.
.mac :)