Honey Chain

mary posted a video of billie holiday singing “strange fruit” which led me on a trip down memory lane, back to my teens and this

Your Hidden Talent

You have the natural talent of rocking the boat, thwarting the system. And while this may not seem big, it can be. It’s people like you who serve as the catalysts to major cultural changes. You’re just a bit behind the scenes, so no one really notices.

What’s Your Hidden Talent?

garbage pickup right in front of my house

red flowers

alabaster

things in threes

elephants

feathers

unusual yarns

lemon scented dish soap

1. i pulled my own hair getting out of bed.

2. i decided it is high time i got my hair cut.

3. i practically jumped for joy over a bag of pistachios being on sale.

4. i was totally engrossed by a show on how to make the best pulled pork even though i would probably never eat that let alone make it.

5. when asked what thing in my kitchen represented me the best, i answered the books piled all over the counters and the table, but i think the hello kitty citrus juicer makes a close second.

i have a bad case of it. it showed up with the depression and the anxiety way back in my teens. i thought that as the depression got better i would just automatically want to do more stuff. that is not the case. it’s like i never knew how to do stuff in the first place. it’s silly and frustrating and i have to constantly remind myself that there is a technique to getting through this, just like the depression and the anxiety and i will figure it out, eventually. this is one of those times when i wish i was more optimistic or was better at having faith.

today, i was planning on being really productive. before i got too far into the productive part i realized that i was me and that “really productive” was probably not going to happen. i could be happy with semi productive. i revamped my to do list and put catching up on my google reader at the top of the list. (you have to have priorities, right?) i haven’t been checking the reader this week and when i signed in i was informed i had 460 unread posts. good heavens! i immediately moved “catch up on blogs” to the bottom of the list. that is pretty much how the rest of the day went. i put something at the top of the list and then moved it to the bottom of the list when it looked like it was gonna take more than 3 seconds to finish. finally, i added to the list “read book”. aaahhh, something i could really sink my teeth into. so, in a way, i accomplished my original goal for the day. i mean, i finished a whole book. that’s some productive reading.

did you know that the high this weekend is going to be 5 here? i’ve gotten so used to the “warm” weather this winter that i’m being a big baby about it. what if my fingers fall off while i’m taking the dogs for a walk? or worse, what if my ears freeze on the walk to the library? it’s one thing to have hats, it’s another to have to actually wear them. how will i ever show my face at the library again after i’ve walked around with my staticy, flyaway hat hair?

agility is for squares she wants to do flyball

this week i am grateful for…poetry…flowers…snow on the branches of trees in my yard…staying up past my bedtime to read just one more chapter…the library…long walks on brisk days…kind words…