May 8, 2011
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Moms
I had my favorite breakfast lovingly prepared
by my Favorite Person in the world and I got
a pair of red hand crafted sandals that i was lusting over and 
my dog got washed.
What more can a girl ask for?
Well there are a couple things i might
ask for but right now today i’m not going to because i am in full level orange alert mode.













i’m going to close the shades and
 snuggle up in that chair which i found down the street at a yard sale and i’m going to watch some movie or tv show and i’ll probably knit or crochet something to keep my hands moving but my brain still. 
like that can even happen!














May 8, 2011
Happy Mother’s Day to all you Moms
I had my favorite breakfast lovingly prepared
by my Favorite Person in the world and I got
a pair of red hand crafted sandals that i was lusting over and 
my dog got washed.
What more can a girl ask for?
Well there are a couple things i might
ask for but right now today i’m not going to because i am in full level orange alert mode.













i’m going to close the shades and
 snuggle up in that chair which i found down the street at a yard sale and i’m going to watch some movie or tv show and i’ll probably knit or crochet something to keep my hands moving but my brain still. 
like that can even happen!














April 27, 2011
 
I have a new toy.
I’m busy playing with it.
My old toys have been calling
asking why I don’t come 
around anymore and if I’ve
forgotten them.
NO.
I haven’t.


April 27, 2011
 
I have a new toy.
I’m busy playing with it.
My old toys have been calling
asking why I don’t come 
around anymore and if I’ve
forgotten them.
NO.
I haven’t.


April 27, 2011
 
I have a new toy.
I’m busy playing with it.
My old toys have been calling
asking why I don’t come 
around anymore and if I’ve
forgotten them.
NO.
I haven’t.








March 23, 2011






Last night in dream world my grandmother and i were driving to visit my daughter who took one look at my grandmother and ran off because my grandmother was so old and ugly.

i was really mad until i took a look at my grandmother and saw that she was a skeleton and then i wasn’t mad anymore just determined to catch up with my fleeing offspring.


it’s nestling in, this idea of getting old, the slow 
decline into decrepitude. i’m faced with it everyday
as my Mom slips slowly away and i see my grandmother’s face in the mirror. that’s me running in that 
dream as fast as my matronly legs will carry me and that’s
not my grandmother sitting there a bundle of bones in a dress.

i’m not having a face lift or a boob lift or wearing pink velour leggings and a tank top, but i’m not looking askance at anyone who does.

i get it. 






March 23, 2011






Last night in dream world my grandmother and i were driving to visit my daughter who took one look at my grandmother and ran off because my grandmother was so old and ugly.

i was really mad until i took a look at my grandmother and saw that she was a skeleton and then i wasn’t mad anymore just determined to catch up with my fleeing offspring.


it’s nestling in, this idea of getting old, the slow 
decline into decrepitude. i’m faced with it everyday
as my Mom slips slowly away and i see my grandmother’s face in the mirror. that’s me running in that 
dream as fast as my matronly legs will carry me and that’s
not my grandmother sitting there a bundle of bones in a dress.

i’m not having a face lift or a boob lift or wearing pink velour leggings and a tank top, but i’m not looking askance at anyone who does.

i get it. 

March 18, 2011

It’s hard to get here these days…
I don’t know why.
Here and my little room.
My new little room. I haven’t been in there to make anything since we moved it.
I don’t know why.
Maybe it’s my little pad, it’s so easy to pull out and play and there isn’t anything to clean up and I can go back and pick up where I left off or erase it all and start over. 
No fuss.
Contained.

It may even be why I am not knitting. I have started a project four times and I’m reluctant to start it again. It needs more attention than I am willing to part with at the moment.
  
But there is a great deal of
churning, simmering, composting, settling and reshuffling going on.

March 18, 2011

It’s hard to get here these days…
I don’t know why.
Here and my little room.
My new little room. I haven’t been in there to make anything since we moved it.
I don’t know why.
Maybe it’s my little pad, it’s so easy to pull out and play and there isn’t anything to clean up and I can go back and pick up where I left off or erase it all and start over. 
No fuss.
Contained.

It may even be why I am not knitting. I have started a project four times and I’m reluctant to start it again. It needs more attention than I am willing to part with at the moment.
  
But there is a great deal of
churning, simmering, composting, settling and reshuffling going on.

the laundry is done, the dog walked, we even managed some weeding in the
jungle. there were tulip bulbs hiding in and among the tall weeds. we
didn’t make a dent.

himself cooked us up another outrageously delicious meal and I’m watching
A Man of Her Own,
Barbara Stanwick 1950 I think.

if I had a tail, it would be wagging like crazy.

XXXOOO

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the laundry is done, the dog walked, we even managed some weeding in the
jungle. there were tulip bulbs hiding in and among the tall weeds. we
didn’t make a dent.

himself cooked us up another outrageously delicious meal and I’m watching
A Man of Her Own,
Barbara Stanwick 1950 I think.

if I had a tail, it would be wagging like crazy.

XXXOOO

From Drop Box
It’s back to the routine…
after a most exquisite homecoming that lasted until yesterday when I had to go back to work.
Today I have to cook and I’m…
not nervous exactly but after eating some of the best food of my life this past week, I’m feeling a little…intimidated about getting back in the kitchen.
El Viejo has become a brilliant cook. I’m an ok cook, I cook peasant food, Puerto Rican peasant food. That’s good, it’s ok but add to that my ban on animal products and, well…

He’s unbelievably gracious and sweet and thankful but…
lentils?
Really? 




I need something to knit.








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It’s back to the routine…
after a most exquisite homecoming that lasted until yesterday when I had to go back to work.
Today I have to cook and I’m…
not nervous exactly but after eating some of the best food of my life this past week, I’m feeling a little…intimidated about getting back in the kitchen.
El Viejo has become a brilliant cook. I’m an ok cook, I cook peasant food, Puerto Rican peasant food. That’s good, it’s ok but add to that my ban on animal products and, well…

He’s unbelievably gracious and sweet and thankful but…
lentils?
Really? 




I need something to knit.








From Drop Box