I have never studied French. This is my "anonymous" blog, the first of which I have had in many many years. I forgot how much easier things are when you catalog your days in this way, especially for someone like me who needs time to filter fairly often.
I like art and food. Right now I am waiting for my french bread to finish in the bread machine, so I can go put in an appearance at a friends birthday party downtown. I don't want to put on actual clothes, and I think that's where the real reluctance comes in. Today I slept until 9:30 in my boyfriends bed, ate a load of sugar from Dunkin Donuts on the way to drop a banner I painted off at work. I spent the rest of the day on Ebay, taking pictures of work, and returning emails. That sort of thing is very productive, but feels the opposite.
I donated a $90 vase to some sort of fundraiser auction. I really need to get out there and make more snowflakes and small vases for my upcoming shows. I was surprised how many snowflakes sold. And even now I am remembering that I have to try and see about being a guest vendor at the Coventry farmers market sometime soon, there are probably only a couple left in the season.
I am listening to the Cranberries Ode to My Family; I have owned this CD for about 15 years and it is still speaking to me. I have the urge to lay on my stomach on a living room floor and do Josephine Wall jigsaw puzzles and drink beer, so it really must be getting colder. And wow, I just realized that I totally forgot, October 4th went right by me...12 years ago was the fall I met Cory. October 4th was our anniversary. Fleece jackets and bare branches, and low light in woods. Clear moons through dark skies.
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