SPC (what i wear...week three)


i don't wear a lot of jewelry...
but what i do wear
i tend to wear
constantly.

my engagement ring
is the simplest, smallest ring
we could find,
my choice.
my band, just a band...
i wear one other ring
which was given to my mom
by my dad...
that's it and that's all.

i never take them off
and i twist them all the time
out of habit.

i wear one necklace...
it was a hemp one but i wore it til it fell apart
then i switched for one with a wooden fish on it
but recently
switched to the magnetic
ugly-but-if-it-will-give-me-relief-
from-headaches-i-don't-care-
(even-if-it-is-only-in-my-head)
necklace...
and i fidget with the heart on it
constantly.

he gave me magnetic earrings, too but
i think i will pass on that.
heh.


edited to add...go here for more self portraits!

wow.


it is day nineteen of nablopomo
and today, it is kicking my butt...

we bought the new tv
as mentioned in previous post...
and it didn't work...
but we didn't know that until
about two hours into tearing the living room apart
because the new tv would look so much better
in the other corner
which meant the hutch had to move,
which meant the old tv/game cube area
had to be moved
which meant i had to clean out the closet under the stairs
which meant that i
spent
my whole
day off
rearranging...

it is 8:40 pm.
and i'm ready for bed.

sunday...day 18

i'm tired and
the house is messy
and the trunk is full of christmas presents...
the laundry is not done
and there is school tomorrow
and eight sooooo needs a bath...
dishes in the sink,
hole in my sock,
pajama pants ripped in two places.
happy kids eating candy on the couch,
floor not swept,
warm house,
happy husband with a 42" inch tv to set up...

give and take.

saturday snippets

i was tagged recently by wendy...
and i was surprised
at how difficult this was for me to define.

the question is this...
"try to think of three things that I feel good writing should be"

i can't define what good writing is for everyone
but i can tell you what draws me in, what makes me stay...

lyrical yet concise
wordy but sparse
flow

i don't know if this is too vague,
yet this is truly how i feel...
i go for the punches,
i think in clipped phrases...
i read aloud in my head to a staccato beat.

i don't like things that are too obvious,
too drawn out, descriptive, verbose and heavy with importance...
i like quicksilver writing with a stab of sentence
hitting it's intended mark.

does this makes sense?
or is this napoblomo making me sound like i have lost my mind...
posting every day?
what the hell was i thinking.

i would be curious to see what you say,
what your 3 indicators are...
wherein i will slap my forehead
and wonder
why didn't i think of that!

a spritely friday i'm in love...with a lemon lime twist

because this post drew me
to remembering how much
i love
this song,
i am dedicating today's friday-i'm-in-love
to music...

music-i-forgot-i-loved...


the skydiggers....


radiohead...


grapes of wrath...


grapes of wrath again, which i loved even more than first one....


blue rodeo...guilty of singing this at top of my lungs


leonard cohen....my absolute most favorite song ever...seriously...ever.
you can ask my university roommates...who grew to hate my constant replay
of it...

so many more that i could add
but don't want to make it too long to read...
and i find it strange and odd but in a good way
that i never intend to choose to love canadian bands...
but...it just happens...
as with books, too...
i am drawn to them.