A long lost friend found some old pictures of me and zoe's dad, Chris, from high school recently. She scanned them and sent them over to me in email the other day. Here I am from back in the day...
i've been super busy with work lately. i just looked at my last post and thought, 'wow, thats depressing.' but couldn't even remember the feeling cause it seems like so long ago.
the air is heavy tonight.
each breathe betrays my burden
tears streaming down my cheeks.
a torrential rain of honesty pours from my big green eyes. alone, i weep loudly. life is too hard today.
the watery song gives way for silence, stillness
i am quieted by the nothingness.
-e
just home from Ireland yesterday...10 days with Zoe that were so magical! Here's a few pictures from the trip- I'll try to post more once I have them more sorted and organized..
La Fondue was fucking awesome. 4 hour dinner, a million kinds of fun fondue; it totally exceeded my expectations after waiting like 20 years to go there.
Happy Birthday to me!!!! Today I am celebrating my birthday which was on Feb 18. On my actual birthday I had that death flu that was going around so today is my UnBirthday Birthday Celebration.
Despite waking up early this morning, we found ourselves rushing out of the house latet this morning. Zoe had taken the dog out to the grass this morning but informed me in the elevator on our way downstairs that Buffy hadn't 'completed all her tasks' , hadn't fully 'done her business', ect. "well, crap" I exclaimed unintentionally...Zoe chuckled at me, the irony not being lost on her. Despite being only 11 years old, she has a great sense of humor and even though she's not allowed to swear herself, she does understand the funny nuances of the english language...so Zoe's heads into the gated parking area to the car and I decide to quickly walk Buffy around the gated parking lot. Halfway around, Zoe yells at me through the wroght iron gate, "Ma-ooooM! Commmon- WE"RE GOING TO BEEEE LATE!" I automatically match her tone and volume, yelling back to her "The DOG NEEDS TO POO!!!!!".....I turn around to continue walking ahead and notice a group of construction workers about 15 feet away working on a streetlight or something...they are all looking at me. some are crouched down, some are facing sideways and they are all in the middle of some important task that requires 3 strong men to hold onto the same pole, but they all have thier heads turned at me. me and my 7:55am look- black sweats, black west valley wildcats middle school sweatshirt (sporting my daughter school pride), purple Uggs, bed head unbrushed hair, no makeup and a fancy black and white leather bowler tote purse...and a 10llbs shih tzu that is most often described as "oooohhhhh, how cute!" or "super cute".. i guess my screaming about poop got their attention. my rushed-coming back home to get ready for work morning look is not really my best look..it's not my 'look at me, look at me' moment...it's more of a...if I'm in the car, i am invisible kind of thing. anyway, it was pretty funny. i told zoe about it on the way to school and she laughed and laughed at me. When you are 11 years old, it is super cool to see your parents in embarrassing situations. i wasn't actually embarrassed..but i get more laughs from my girl if I pretend to be during the telling of the story.
the passport gods were good to us today and Zoe's Passport arrived in the mail! just in the lick of time! we danced around for a full 5 minutes chanting and singing and jumping...
i can't sleep. i didn't sleep well last night and now i find myself unable to drift off into lullaby land due to worry and stress.
i started this blog in october 2006 in an effort to try to relate to my then boyfriend at the time's facination with blogging.
i am not quite sure what purpose it is serving for me now.
