When the leaves turn dark, I've got a hiding place in Central Park

We have some of the best friends ever. Thank you best friends. You are mucho appreciated.

Rediscovered The Capeman and still really like it. Espec. Trailways Bus. That song just kills me. So did the Alive Day: Stories from Iraq, the HBO special we'd tivo'd forever ago and Chris said he just couldn't handle to watch. (I'm so glad he's out of a newsroom). But I thought, I can handle it. War makes me emotional but not uncontrollable. I can take my share of gore and stories.

I was mistaken. I boo hoo'd all over the place. It was such an excellent interview series. The one man saying he was a grown man, 41 years old, with the brain of a 6 year old. He couldn't even remember his son's name and would call his brother, who helps him remember, but he'd have to call him at work, and it wasn't worth bothering him after all he'd done.

Just killer.

But it was well shot, James Gandolfini did a very good job of just sitting back and being quiet. Listening. Veterans. Wow.

ma vie en rose

orange jasmine, confederate jasmine,



Still in the mood for more flowers. I'm a crazy huge fan of jasmine. My plan next year is to cut some tree limbs and get more sun in the back yard and plant tons of differing jasmines. The bright waxy green leaves, the tiny blossoms, the fragrance, oh! I carry jasmine oil with me. It really works to set a mood. Also ylang ylang, but that's a whole 'nother story.

My eyes are crossed from analyzing price lists for bargains. I don't like hunting for bargains when it comes to clothes, definitely not when it comes to diapers. But it's part of my job. Pays bills and whatnotrot. But seriously, can I not at least get some speakers up in this bitch? I have to answer phones non-stop so my ipod shuffles won't work. I need XM radio! CMJ500 help!

Do you remember when you saw her last?

Some serious family stuff going down. Please think kindly of us. Me, my hubs. I may be able to explain more later, when we know more.

moma, I love you. Wouldn't know what to do without you.

St Joseph's Coat,









Painted Moon St. Albans,









Clotilde Soupert,

Y: The Last Man got me thinking

--Because genetic traits jump geographic barriers due to the universal need for community. No man is an island, and the nature of loss.--

sorry I had to get that out of my mouth before it left my brain. It's been that kind of day. Also working on some other junk:

When a couple separates, each party takes
on certain responsibilities. Caring for the estate,
the children, the trust. I will maintain the lawn.
You will maintain the dog. At least that’s what the memo reported.
The tiny scribbled handwriting that drives me insane.
The signature of a child given a pen.

Sitting at my desk, corner windows overlooking
the roses I had tended year after year, paying the bills online
made me not want to pay the bills online.
Strike with pathetic vengeance where one can.

After the birth of our second, the happiness all but drained
from his face, I asked, “Is it Spring where you are?
I clung here all Winter.” Just trying to be coy, the cost
Of a marriage.

I trained the roses to climb and hang over the iron fencing.
In not pruning, they turned feral after the years.
Old canes withered up for new Spring shoots, seed pods crumbling
under the weight of other blooms. I chose them red
for the nail polish I wouldn’t wear. For you?

If it wasn’t for you, it was only because I was tired.

See I got this email where you're supposed to contemplate the high divorce rate in the country and then list your name with your spouse's name and the day of the year you got married. I dunno, seemed a little weird and got me thinking the above. It's just thoughts right now but it might be nice to start writing again. Thing is, I put down my books to start writing again, to only want to be in books again.

I'll never win this war of words.

If you haven't read Y: The Last Man, it's highly enjoyable. You are wasting your time if you don't get up on it.

new place to think on things

here and now

test 1,2,3

A permanent move from myspace. Blog archive will begin.

I’ll remember to think of you tomorrow

Not sure if I told you, but I cut my hair off!! It's long-ish on top, curly curly oh my Lord it's SO curly, and blonde. If you must, and you must, google image Tori Amos + Heart of Gold. Laura and I agreed I would look best as the red headed one, except I'm blondy-brown but it's that kind of curl. It's so fucking killer. I have great friends that give me the boost I need. I was leaning more to not have it so short but really, what's the fun in that.

I wish I could invite everyone I know over for Thanksgiving. But I'll have family down and it just could be awkward. Not enough food, etc.You know, you know!

So work's the work. Mymymy. Tennis today after work. Tomorrow, for Friday and to celebrate the weekend with my girlfriends I'll be tan and blonde and peachy-cheeked. I'm really starting to feel fitter in my role at work and although it'll be a much while in coming, the confidence is there. I think the other girls really respect my work ethic and professionalism. They always comment on my voice. If that voiceover work ever comes through, I'll let you know. I'm still extremely curious how I sound in Shane's project.

My prego lady friend sent out a pic of her belly at only a few months. She's such a tiny one anyway that she'll soon be overwhelmed! But she's so naturally beautiful, that girl has never needed a drop of makeup, that I know I'll be so envious. They say glow like that, you can't bottle. Imagine me, envious of a pregnant woman.

Brother sent me Maddie's Halloween costume. She was the cutest little pink kitty cat! I can't wait to see more of her and being in LR is going to make a huge difference. I'm ready to see them again!

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Franke was making fun of me yesterday and it was funny. I've felt this immense need to blow off steam lately. And I feel really over it now, a good cup of coffee helps, a tan, some new lipstick and a new haircut, and ok I just got all those things. So I'm fine, right?

I've been a little short with my husband lately and everything's fine it's just, ha ha, he's always there! No joke! I guess that's what marriage is all about. And normally it's just fine. We spend our seperate time doing other things but I haven't had the ability lately so I was just getting a little tired, cranky. He has such good stride with me, so it took him climbing on the roof to clean it and Franke pressing me to go help him that I think if he fell that would just be terrible. It could completely end me. So needless to say, I got over it real quick. But I still need some time away. TGIF, dude