Birthday!

Yesterday Craig took me out on a pre birthday date. We grabbed Taco Bell with a gift card we have been saving. We hit Michael’s and Craig bought me a couple of boxes of Martha Stewart glitter. She’s making glitter again! Martha Stewart always made the best glitter.

I stopped at a Catholic church to take photos, but sadly it was shut. I plan to start doing church photography again.

I got myself an awesome Polaroid 1 Step Plus. So cool! Photo journaling! It has an app that allows you to do double exposure and light painting, as well as set sound triggers. Has a lot of options with that beautiful Polaroid look. The big thing will be buying enough film! Oh and you charge it. No battery changing.

Later we are having Caccio e Pepe and cake. Craig got me a brand new Ecosphere! It will be delivered when things warm up.

I’m 31.

Stalemate

Sick blue saxophones see the thermal inferno.

He has said “I will never lose the true facts.”

She has said, “I will never abandon my corners ”

Music drifts to hell.

Where will they go in the silence that follows?

Claws and Colors

Shivering yelps race to the edge of audible.

There are always claws on our edges,

Steering us away from the yelling
The time spent idling in swimming pools judging extra colors

And into a song on repeat.
Even the acrobats and ballerinas will die in the end.

It was my last gasp
That fluttered across the wind.

Life in General

There is a new blessing in my life. I hit it off with another mother from Angelica’s school. Friends are gifts, and as an adult they are hard to find.

Angelica did her assessment at the speech clinic and passed with flying colors.

I have begun to read the chapter about evil (origins, definition, occurrence etc) in “Unshakable Foundations.” It is a really methodical book – careful and well argued book to prove God and His nature.

Halloween

Our little dinosaur went trick or treating. It was well below freezing. I love cold weather, but still that’s a lot for a kid. She got tons of loot though.

I have two novels in verse that I’m working on. It is rough going. I am not a novelist, and poetry in such a long format is an interesting challenge for me.

This morning, while I still could, I got a massage. My glutes and shoulders were awful, and I know why.

Our sofa, which is less than a year old, is falling apart. Back rest cushions are saggy. Worst of all, the cushions you sit on are sinking so badly that we list like ships. Right now we have boards under the seats. This can’t go on forever.