You know, two weeks ago I felt like I couldn't come up with anything good to post to save my damned life. Now, it's like the floodgates have been opened and I have a plethora of ideas all hopping about urging "pick me, pick me!". At this very moment I have three completely different topics simply begging to have a post written about them - the expansion of our solar system & the f'ed up names astronomers are giving new planets (nearly done and eluded to in SASF), songs from the 80s, horse racing and golf... how to choose? I think I'll choose D. None of the Above. heh
What in the world makes a persons inner writer wax and wane like that? Next time I find myself in a rut, I need to know what the trigger is that makes it end!
My life, the perpetual roller coaster ride that it is, has been spinning and turning at a higher rate than normal, and the g-forces are starting to wear at my soul. I think I need a vacation.
This past weekend I experienced...
The joy and simultaneous frustration of a parent watching their wee one play/not play in a soccer game
Disbelief, horror and amazement at the accusations and conspiracy theories rising from the ruins of New Orleans
Shaking my head at the brilliance and amusement which is the new Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy movie (it's brilliant - see it!)
Enchantment of twiddling the toes of my friends' beautiful newborn baby girl.
Pain caused by the bitter, nasty words sputtered through a veil of alcohol.
Anxiety when pondering an important birthday this week for which I am completely unprepared.
Wonder and love while watching my little one delight in one of the biggest parades we've ever seen. The occasion? ...our neighborhood fall festival. 117 entries in the parade. I love our neighborhood.
Exhaustion and the relief of being allowed to "fall out" and sleep for 13 hours straight.
Disgust at the mess made of our bathroom after a stumbling-drunk night of hell. He cleans up his own puke, thankyouverymuch.
Disappointment as one of my favorite bands performed here in town and I could not get tickets.
Admiration of the brilliance that is "Only" by Nine Inch Nails. Funny how, when you google some of those lyrics, you get self-help websites. LMAO.
(there was a video of "only" here, but it was a bandwidth sucking monster. lol)
Wonder at watching the D-man's artistic talent with a new set of colored pencils unveiling itself.
Anger and frustration with the dog who stole my damned steak right off the table and wolfed it down in record time. bitch. first time she's done that and it had to be a ribeye! gah!
Delight at the discovery of Seattle Chocolates "Skinny Truffles" - low carb, sugar free chocolate decadence. What's better than pleasure without guilt?
Frustration with the rats nests in my hair that makes me want to CUT IT even though I know I would regret it. Why would someone create and market a leave-in conditioner that CAUSES rats nests? Garnier Fructis? bite me.
Elation at having the opportunity to give some of D's things to a little 5 year old boy who lost his home to Katrina. Relief and pride at the fact that he's happy to share.
Awe at the gorgeous, huge, full moon.
Amazement at myself and the spectrum of traits that make me, like so many of us, such a complicated being - caring, sentient, tough, patient, kind, loving, frustrated, inquisitive, sarcastic, contemplative, stressed, curious, broad-minded, creative and ...well, complicated.
Perhaps ALL of these things are the trigger. Life is absolutely amazing.