bubbles....
i see your beauty floating everywhere.
you float around me like pixie dust.
if only for a fleeting moment...
i never want to see you go.
can't you just stay a little longer?

what's mine is mine.
what's yours is mine too.
so just hand over the tickle me elmo and no one gets hurt.

things that i currently own but would like to sell:

1. 10 pounds
2. free floating anxiety
3. debt ( i'm thinking of having a fire sale on this one)
4. many socks with no mates
5. furniture that the dogs have peed on on a regular basis
5. ants in my kitchen
6. weeds
7. ink pens that don't work
8. makeup bought compulsively on a whim that should really be in the halloween costume store
9. self-help books (i'm beyond help at this point)

if you're interested, please email me and we'll work out a deal.

have a great monday.

sooner or later, we all have days that we step in it.
here's to the days we don't.

happy tuesday!

dear little dog,

you make me laugh.
when i wonder about the day, you assure me that it's a good one.
your enthusiasm is contagious.
you don't realize that.
that's the beauty about you.
my friend sharon says that life is always better when it's lived with animals.
i agree.
thank you molly dodd.
my life is better with you in it.

love,
d

have a great weekend, all!
and watch out for those ladybugs!

people

i was shopping at trader joe's the other day and i was shucking some corn at the box that they provide for you, looking around at all the people buying their treats.
my eyes found a woman standing at the strawberries.
she had been standing at the strawberries for a long time.
i watched her method of madness as she went on a search and destroy mission through every single container of strawberries.
she opened each box
she rifled through each strawberry in each box.
picking them up,
smelling them.
then placing them back in the box.
a couple of strawberries dropped out and rolled across the floor.
she picked them up and placed them back into the container.
she finally settled on one box and left.
so i found a clerk and let her know that every one of their strawberries had been handled and sniffed.
she looked at me with a defeated look and said, "yes, it happens a lot...there's not a whole lot we can do about it. they get so mad when you say something to them about it." she went over to the strawberries and began to sort through them..clearing them out.

kinda makes me look a little differently at my produce these days.

every day is a different story.
today, i'm hoping for a comedy.

merry-go-rounds are not the most exciting rides.
with their around and around and up and down
in a tiresome, predictable way.
but they're beautiful in their own right.
a little freakish
a little garrish..
with their screaming bright colors and animals with manic expressions
imploring you to ride on them
they do the best they can within the confines of their poles.
a certain bizarre beauty.

sometimes i wonder if i can only think in terms of lists.
short.
simple.
to the point.
my brain it seems is always on overload.
too much is crowding in all the time.
leaving me inert.
i'm reluctantto talk to you on the phone.
i fear i wouldn't be able to focus.
and then i'd be lost in the conversation.
and you'd know i wasn't paying attention.
not because i don't love you, but because i'm simply overwhelmed.
over.
whelmed.
so just send me a text.
txt.

xo

one day

i will skip instead of walk
i will yank out every automated answering machine i can find
i will wear nothing but orange
i will remember to smile more
i will paint my toenails rainbow stripes
i will think before i speak
i will wear an un-ironed shirt
i will be unpredictable
i will order only desserts at every meal
i will not care what anybody else thinks
i will throw my cell phone into the ocean
i will ride in a helicopter
i will live without trying

one day.
i will.

If our country is worth dying for in time of war let us resolve that it is truly worth living for in time of peace.
Hamilton Fish

happy 4th all!