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I’ve slept about one hour in the last 37 hours and I’m not sleepy but my eyes feel funny.
The Monk has gone off to bed, my Mom is watching her novella. Tropical storm Natalie has petered out but I felt actual raindrops on my skin and walked through a puddle in bare feet.
Tomorrow the Monk wants to plan and write down our schedule. Who what where when….
Also he’s taking us to Vic’s, an Italian restaurant recommended to us by the Italian cashier at Walmart.

Testing out this new way….

Getting ready for the journey…

Getting used to the heat which has descended suddenly and without mercy!

I knew summer would arrive in autumn.

I leave my bulldog and my beloved in your good hands, lloyd.

Testing out this new way….

Getting ready for the journey…

Getting used to the heat which has descended suddenly and without mercy!

I knew summer would arrive in autumn.

I leave my bulldog and my beloved in your good hands, lloyd.

Testing out this new way….

Getting ready for the journey…

Getting used to the heat which has descended suddenly and without mercy!

I knew summer would arrive in autumn.

I leave my bulldog and my beloved in your good hands, lloyd.

Jackson Browne Fondles Woman’s Breast

or, why you might want to

re-think taking tylenol pm.

In my dream Jackson admitted that he’d fell for me when he was 18. His teeth were yellow, I walked away and I think that’s when my shoe came off and rolled down the sidewalk and burst into flames. A flaming shoe.
Before any of that though I was walking down a street when I realized I had no pants on. I know! How original. Anyway I ran into a boutique and into their dressing room and asked the saleslady to bring me a skirt but all she had was this short fringey thing that I knew I could not carry off, so I just sat in the dressing room until I realized I could just wrap myself in the scarf I was wearing and that’s just what I did and that’s just what I was wearing when I ran into Jackson. 

I almost always wear a scarf and now I know why.

I’ll admit that I’m a little anxious about my upcoming journey to parts known and somewhat hated.
This time though, I’ve got back-up. The Monk is meeting me in Florida where we’ll spend two fun filled weeks with my family. Some one asked him why he was going to Florida and he told them he was starring in a Puerto Rican Novella. He knows my family. My grandmother used to call him El Flaco. 









My dearest got me a new phone for my trip and I’ve been playing with the camera.

Jackson Browne Fondles Woman’s Breast

or, why you might want to

re-think taking tylenol pm.

In my dream Jackson admitted that he’d fell for me when he was 18. His teeth were yellow, I walked away and I think that’s when my shoe came off and rolled down the sidewalk and burst into flames. A flaming shoe.
Before any of that though I was walking down a street when I realized I had no pants on. I know! How original. Anyway I ran into a boutique and into their dressing room and asked the saleslady to bring me a skirt but all she had was this short fringey thing that I knew I could not carry off, so I just sat in the dressing room until I realized I could just wrap myself in the scarf I was wearing and that’s just what I did and that’s just what I was wearing when I ran into Jackson. 

I almost always wear a scarf and now I know why.

I’ll admit that I’m a little anxious about my upcoming journey to parts known and somewhat hated.
This time though, I’ve got back-up. The Monk is meeting me in Florida where we’ll spend two fun filled weeks with my family. Some one asked him why he was going to Florida and he told them he was starring in a Puerto Rican Novella. He knows my family. My grandmother used to call him El Flaco. 









My dearest got me a new phone for my trip and I’ve been playing with the camera.

Jackson Browne Fondles Woman’s Breast

or, why you might want to

re-think taking tylenol pm.

In my dream Jackson admitted that he’d fell for me when he was 18. His teeth were yellow, I walked away and I think that’s when my shoe came off and rolled down the sidewalk and burst into flames. A flaming shoe.
Before any of that though I was walking down a street when I realized I had no pants on. I know! How original. Anyway I ran into a boutique and into their dressing room and asked the saleslady to bring me a skirt but all she had was this short fringey thing that I knew I could not carry off, so I just sat in the dressing room until I realized I could just wrap myself in the scarf I was wearing and that’s just what I did and that’s just what I was wearing when I ran into Jackson. 

I almost always wear a scarf and now I know why.

I’ll admit that I’m a little anxious about my upcoming journey to parts known and somewhat hated.
This time though, I’ve got back-up. The Monk is meeting me in Florida where we’ll spend two fun filled weeks with my family. Some one asked him why he was going to Florida and he told them he was starring in a Puerto Rican Novella. He knows my family. My grandmother used to call him El Flaco. 









My dearest got me a new phone for my trip and I’ve been playing with the camera.

I was inspired by a little

zippered case tutorial here and 
while going through the studio to post something here, I came up with this….






















It’s not what I submitted to 
swap. 
yet.
it may be my new camera bag.

I was inspired by a little

zippered case tutorial here and 
while going through the studio to post something here, I came up with this….






















It’s not what I submitted to 
swap. 
yet.
it may be my new camera bag.

I was inspired by a little

zippered case tutorial here and 
while going through the studio to post something here, I came up with this….






















It’s not what I submitted to 
swap. 
yet.
it may be my new camera bag.
Oh.
I’m still in my jammies and it’s almost noon.
The shades are still down, the bed still
rumpled. My head spinning along with the 
clothes in the dryer. Yes, I do alot of 
laundry. I meant to take Lu to the ranch, to 
walk to the bench and back. Maybe. Tomorrow.



From one of my favorite Josephs…


People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. 
I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking. I think that what
we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life
experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances
within our own innermost being and reality, so that we 
actually feel the rapture of being alive.
The Power of Myth
Joseph Campbell
 
Oh.
I’m still in my jammies and it’s almost noon.
The shades are still down, the bed still
rumpled. My head spinning along with the 
clothes in the dryer. Yes, I do alot of 
laundry. I meant to take Lu to the ranch, to 
walk to the bench and back. Maybe. Tomorrow.



From one of my favorite Josephs…


People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. 
I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking. I think that what
we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life
experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances
within our own innermost being and reality, so that we 
actually feel the rapture of being alive.
The Power of Myth
Joseph Campbell
 
Oh.
I’m still in my jammies and it’s almost noon.
The shades are still down, the bed still
rumpled. My head spinning along with the 
clothes in the dryer. Yes, I do alot of 
laundry. I meant to take Lu to the ranch, to 
walk to the bench and back. Maybe. Tomorrow.



From one of my favorite Josephs…


People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. 
I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking. I think that what
we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life
experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances
within our own innermost being and reality, so that we 
actually feel the rapture of being alive.
The Power of Myth
Joseph Campbell
 

Monday mornings feel like Savasana after a vigorous Vinyasa Flow yoga
session.
Everything stops moving and I can let the silence settle in for a good long while before I have to go to work.
Just the sound of the clothes dancing around in the dryer and the birds having a boisterous discussion in the yard, and Lu softly snoring. Not her loud and deep night time snore but her soft
sigh daytime snuffle.



Monday mornings feel like Savasana after a vigorous Vinyasa Flow yoga
session.
Everything stops moving and I can let the silence settle in for a good long while before I have to go to work.
Just the sound of the clothes dancing around in the dryer and the birds having a boisterous discussion in the yard, and Lu softly snoring. Not her loud and deep night time snore but her soft
sigh daytime snuffle.