don't have much time, but i'm leaving my hair (not like a divorce, only a seperation. we need some space. we want different things. we've grown apart. etc.). what i'm saying is that i'm using hair time. speaking of hair, i'm overdue for a cut. i know this because of how knotty/naughty it is in the shower. but the thing is, as my friend verb would say, i don't want to get it cut yet. so there you are.
last night i saw passion of the christ, but i'm not really ready to talk about it. too private. too much in the realm where words are inadequate, hopeless, measly little things. (i've just been sitting here for five minutes remembering...)
i need to run again.
tuesday was karey's birthday. i left a note for her in the bathroom to wake me up just before she left for her presents. of course she was ahead of me and woke me up before she even went into the bathroom to ask what we were going to do about presents. i was like "*groan*, have you been in the bathroom yet?" she was totally like "no." and then i was like "what-EVER." no. i said "well go." and turned over and tried to sleep for another fifteen to twenty blessed eyes closed against the burn kind of moments. when she woke me up again i directed her to her presents which were in my laundry basket in gift bags. she opened the pedicure one first which was in a lovely bag with pictures of babies on it. she pulled out our old foot cream, pumice stone and one of our essential oils and said "i wondered why you took these out of the bathroom. i thought you finally threw some of it away." whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat. i had only done that last night after she was in bed. you remove one thing from a basket of stuff and SHE KNOWS. right away. hound dog indeed. so all of these things were hints of the pedicure and she guessed that right. the next present was represented with a stroke of genious on my part if i say so myself, which i do. the night before i was thinking how am i going to give her a gift that shows that we are going whale watching. i was sitting at my computer. i looked over and saw this painting that elicia painted for her a couple of years ago. it's a beach scene in lanzville and it has an abnormal amount of killer whales in it. so i hastily drew a stick picture of karey and i in a boat with a camera, cut it out wrote the date on the back that we'd be going at, and taped it on. i was proud of that. ok ok ok i really have to go. hair time was over a long time ago. now it's going to work time.
last night i saw passion of the christ, but i'm not really ready to talk about it. too private. too much in the realm where words are inadequate, hopeless, measly little things. (i've just been sitting here for five minutes remembering...)
i need to run again.
tuesday was karey's birthday. i left a note for her in the bathroom to wake me up just before she left for her presents. of course she was ahead of me and woke me up before she even went into the bathroom to ask what we were going to do about presents. i was like "*groan*, have you been in the bathroom yet?" she was totally like "no." and then i was like "what-EVER." no. i said "well go." and turned over and tried to sleep for another fifteen to twenty blessed eyes closed against the burn kind of moments. when she woke me up again i directed her to her presents which were in my laundry basket in gift bags. she opened the pedicure one first which was in a lovely bag with pictures of babies on it. she pulled out our old foot cream, pumice stone and one of our essential oils and said "i wondered why you took these out of the bathroom. i thought you finally threw some of it away." whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat. i had only done that last night after she was in bed. you remove one thing from a basket of stuff and SHE KNOWS. right away. hound dog indeed. so all of these things were hints of the pedicure and she guessed that right. the next present was represented with a stroke of genious on my part if i say so myself, which i do. the night before i was thinking how am i going to give her a gift that shows that we are going whale watching. i was sitting at my computer. i looked over and saw this painting that elicia painted for her a couple of years ago. it's a beach scene in lanzville and it has an abnormal amount of killer whales in it. so i hastily drew a stick picture of karey and i in a boat with a camera, cut it out wrote the date on the back that we'd be going at, and taped it on. i was proud of that. ok ok ok i really have to go. hair time was over a long time ago. now it's going to work time.
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