This Spring/Summer I Want To:

Master the Accordion
Master the Ukulele
Build a Tee-Pee in my room,
Sleep in a Tee-Pee
Go to a Pow-Wow
Be Loved
Be Missed
Miss Someone
Punch a Seagull
Write A To Do List and Finish It All In One Day
Dance In the Rain
Kiss in the Rain
Have A Legit Picnic
Get Rid of my Stage Fright
Get a Tattoo
Watch the Sun Rise and Set
Feed the Birds
Be The Birds
Have An All Day Flea Market and Thrift Store Adventure
Be Adorable Any Chance I Get
Wear Converse With my Skirts and Dresses
Wear More Skirts and Dresses
Climb Trees
Play the Ukulele in the Trees
Say How I Feel When I Feel It
Go To The Aquarium
Go To The Zoo
Shave my Head
Eat An Ice Cream Cone On the Roof Of A Car Under The Stars
Puddle Jumping Extravaganza
Water Balloon Fight
Take As Many Pictures as I can
Eat Froot Loops with a Toucan...he doesn't need to be named Sam, But it would be an added Bonus
Wear Red Lipstick as often as I can
Wear Flowers In My Hair
Build a Massive Bon Fire Using One Match
Bake Cookies Whenever I Can
Draw More
Paint More
Doodle More
Dream More
Write More
Cuddle More
Love More
Dye my Hair an Unusual Colour
Learn To Parallel Park
Get My Drivers License
Stop Holding Myself Back
Let Me Be Me
Buy A Guitar
Learn How To Play Aforementioned Guitar
Pet Baby Ducks
Turn My Basement into A Ball Pit
Nap In a Field Full of Wild Flowers
Stay Motivated
Stay Positive
Watch The Clouds Float By
Find Shapes in the Clouds
Get as Many Bolo Ties as I can
Wear Cowboy Boots
Learn to Play The Banjo
Fire a Gun
Make a Soundtrack For The Summer
Be Confident
Go To A Carnival
Hold Hands at Said Carnival
Go To As Many Concerts As I Can
Obtain and Wear a Bowler Hat As Often As I Can
Tiptoe Thru The Tulips

Be Me

The Dramatic Imagination...

There is a gleam and a moving of rich stuffs and shapess and above all a countenance-is it a mask?- topped buy high jeweled headdress and bent down ever and again to catch the lights from below. We have a sense of a thing all golden, a guilded galleon riding on the waves. Golden, carved, overlaid, crusted with gold on dark gold, so heavy it can move only with a gliding step, a slow, measured approach. The billowing folds of the stiff brocaded Oriental silks make a whispering sound like the sound of waves breaking on the shore. There is a ripping of light and a soft rustling and a foam of lace on the purfled sleeves and sheen of gems over all, a mirage sapphires and moonstones and aquamarines and drops of crystal. Great triple ruffs float upon the air, veils -"slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn"- droop and fall with the stately dippings and fillings and careenings over the smooth floor of the sea. We see it for an instant, plain and clear.

Now it has vanished.

We Saw It.

And now we must make it.

-The Dramatic Imagination by Robert Edmond Jones

Thrift Score

a set of three vintage pyrex bowls in the pattern named 'Town and Country' from 1963....
though i think i may be missing the smallest bowl from the set....who knows i may find it someday



for a grand total of $8


win

Falling into Place

Things are starting to...

Oh HAAAY!

happy berfday to me!

Blaspheming.... I do it

Happy Zombie Jesus Day!

Hello April

You will certainly be the most ridiculous month of my life...


and i am excited