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your home in utter disarray
mess and dogs and frenchspeaking girl
user nomad painters- dishwasherless caos
furniture gallore, daughters and baby giselle

how can it be
that i would rather
just sit there
amoungst it all
me who only wants clean and quiet

how are you -the red herring
friend and mother to me

i don't belong in your family tree
but i am not going anywhere
centuries of love and understanding
and strangeness always follows
i hear the rustle and jingle in the distance
my minds ear

what to wear?

my fashion rules that are maybe a bit dumb

no white bottoms after labour day
plaid anything only between sept. and december
red in november till december
grey in january till march mixed with pink starting mid february
knee high boots are great if your skirt or tights cover knee
do not buy anything you need to iron or dryclean
no black from may till august unless with a major bright
no more cotton knee high dresses
2 purses per year- one springsummer, one fallwinter.. if fallwinter is plaid- it must be tossed by january
no useless scarves
all jewel tones can be worn together
getting really sick of green
just say no to longcrotch pants
and yes- shoes can make you look slutty even when the rest looks pretty normal
cardigan sweaters only- unless really interesting
no i don't want to have the same purse as you
no slips- no nylons
wool is no good unless mixed
i'd rather see you in flats if you can't walk dollface
love stripes, dots, paisley, texture, pattern, herringbone, tweed etc.
brown brown till snow falls then black
purple is the best go between right now-- that and orange
too much trendy is boring and expensive
only valuevillage is unfortunate

does this make sense

I live in suburbia. I am married with child and cat. I drive a chevy. I am not a great cook. I do not have a fascinating life on the exterior. I never travel. I do not read or listen to music. I am not overly educated or wise or smart. I am getting wrinkles, a few grey hairs; I am not buff. My closet even ventures latley on the mundane.
How can these things be?
Because life happens in the blanks.
With coffee in the morning with Scott when I am still grumpy but kinda not, when my hair is a mess and were all in jammies
When Hope blabbers and giggles and crawls and is a mommasgirl
When Scott is patient with me against all odds and I thank God for small miracles
When Sharms confesses a struggle and I remember I can't forget to pray for her
When patiently continue has meaning, and its hard, and rich, and real
When Aarons gone and I still have mourning to do

The blanks can get pretty busy actually- and its all I can do to keep up. Best and All is alot

please remove and delete your nakedness from facebook.. or atleast have the decency to remove my eyes from it...

grapevine

your limb may fall, your angst revealing, lonestar activist not retreating, gonna getcha nowhere...human love is not divine, human thinking is not divine, human wisdom is not either. i sound selfboastfull, but really i have been there and you've got nothing to stand on.

don't get political

usually not
but can't help but notice
economic woe and war
what is the deal man?
sure i'd like to stay at home and paint all day
why should your government and others wallets support your idol cause?
for the name of culture?
culture will exist regardless.. thats why its called culture
believe it or not the world can survive without your exploits
get a job

dear sarah palin from the south (or north).. please withdraw and work for GoodHousekeeping..you are the biggest threat to international relations...

melon

its been so long/ feels like i 'm hacking in...
can't shake the feeling of dread
is it in my head
or out there for real
just picking up on your vibrations
...
seeing your plot.. more then 6ft under..
too much for me
don't get it..can't touch it...

winter is coming- the harvest is past
what roots remain?

mom used to say- if your bored, your the one who is boring.. tooshay SP?)///
figure it out man.... i am not your 24 hour convenience store entertainment centre.
sometimes life is boring- specially here in suburbia. who doesn't know this? addicts, cheaters, sly ones? everyone who is not getting into troouble has moments of boredom- is that boredoom? its life. LIFE. life here in north america- be glad you have the pleasure of being bored- -which many of our human counter parts can't imagine. LIFE not WIFE... wife is not your problem. I have always been me-
oh the irony,...

its been too long- and i forgot my password- could not find how to get here, starving to write- going a little mental. things have changed for the better- just need some free room to vent- where only strangers or more likley no one will be witness.

remember-red- ode to november 11

so, that was pretty nice of you folks.
thanks for fighting in world war one and two
thanks for dying, and shedding, and aching
for me to live free...
for us to live
for us to live and take life for granted- freedom for granted- heat/health yada yada
hey thanks greatgreat whatevers who starved, and froze, and suffered, and most of all who hoped that there would be a better day for their children, and their children's children.

mercy

please deliver me from the holding room; theres gotta be a door here somewhere.
my rust must turn to trust