Self Portrait Challenge
Oct: Your Imperfect Self
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I have always wanted to be a social person,
one who is graceful and lively and up for stimulating conversation.
But I find myself overwhelmed by groups of people and nearly always
wish I were at home
where I am happiest.
I do not fully love this part of myself yet.
Hickory Dickory Nuts
(with a spot of craftiness)
We were thrilled to discover an old hickory tree here on our property this summer; it is especially exciting as they are highly uncommon this far north.
and now, we have hickory nuts
what would you do with ten gallons of nuts?
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Jesse has a new hat
I have finished another felted basket, this one is for my sister
It makes a good hat, too
Pumpkins have such grace
A True Story
Years ago, I was a buyer for a used bookstore and helped people navigate their way through our stacks to find the subject they desired.
Once, a customer came in and said to me,
cus: "excuse me. where do you keep the books on Unix?"
me: "Eunuchs?"
cus: "yes, Unix, I need it for a reference"
me: (silently tittering) "ummm, well...we might keep books on eunuchs in anatomy and physiology"
cus: "come again?!"
me: "I'm not sure where else we would keep them unless maybe in the human sexuality section?"
cus: (looks at me as if I am the most bizarre human he has ever seen in his life and says somewhat fiercely)" DO YOU HAVE A SECTION ON COMPUTERS?!"
me:" yes we do, let me show you..."
cus:"thanks"
yes, you can pin a medal on me right now, for I am the master goober.
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Another True Bookstore Story
(in which Ernest Borgnine gave me a kiss on the cheek for being so helpful and I almost got fired because I had an argument with my boss afterward over whether it really happened or not.)
My boss insisted that Ernest was dead.
But Ernest and I know the truth.
Brief Cerebral Spew
(blah, blah, blah)
We ate breakfast here last week
she is such a slave to fashion
they are so good to each other
Back to the grind...
ETA:video below!
Fragments of a Good Morning
(On a small and sour note, I have a feeling our computer is going to crash soon and I am in the process of saving files madly. If I fail to post for a few days, you will know why)
Self Portrait Challenge
Oct: Your Imperfect Self
Dark Parts
I rarely speak of my darker self
because that makes it all the more real.
Jesse's Birthday, Fall Colors, Blog Break
Jesse had a wonderful birthday yesterday; we spent the day together as a family and (at Jesse's request) went out for breakfast and lunch, rented movies, played baseball and had cake. It was mellow and Jesse enjoyed every bit of it. Last night as I was curling around him in bed he said to me, "I had the very best birthday ever, mummy! I don't know how you do it but you got the very best presents for me!"
oh. my. heart.
Today, we had a small party, no structure, just a few kids and relatives and a beautiful fall day in which to romp.
Jesse wanted a lego cake and so I made this
(Yes, I will understand if you laugh)
I never said I was a cake maker.
it was tasty, though
my sister, the beautiful
my sister, the goofball
time for leaf peeping.
(this is the view from our front door)
The frost has come, the garden has been emptied and the air is changing.
The wind feels clean and new.
I may take a brief blog break; this time of year I find myself thinking more deeply; taking emotional inventory and thinking about the winter to come.
I can be a bit distracted and so a break may be good.
Then again, putting it all down and sharing it can help, too.
We shall see.
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