things i really freakin' love thursday

gray's art is becoming more fantastic with each passing day. yes, i'm biased. yes, it's a bunch of squiggles. but i love each and every one of those carefully placed and intentional squiggles.

bug carcasses. yes, bug carcasses. and playing frightening games like "hide the bug carcass on someone else's body".

mandala tapestries and green clogs and bouncy balls


what else? you ask.

well,

*the new ani cd although listening to it makes me feel old and frumpy and grown-up

*my new j.o.b.- and my first client yesterday. and after being in school for over a year, it felt SO STRANGE to get paid for what i was never allowed to accept money for before. almost surreal. and then i got a TIP! my first tip. it was weird and wonderful, and i treated myself to an iced coffee, one i earned with my own sweat and tears (ok, maybe not tears, but i was definitely sweating.)

*homemade eggplant casserole from my dad- and eating almost the whole thing

*going to shanshan's this morning and getting the best treat- carole king, joni mitchell, and crosby, stills and nash records. the best best part was that she borrowed her mother's monstrosity of a record player (speakers, etc) and set it up in her playroom so we could listen to my new digs- the kiddies were transported back to the 70's. luckily we weren't at my house or we'd have the incense going and the kids would most likely have been naked and eating potentially dangerous objects. it was the best morning ever. seriously.

*dreams of red dr. scholls

*not having m.s. yes, m.s. as in multiple sclerosis. crazy story, and to make it real short- went in for a routine physical, and left with a mri appointment to rule out m.s. so i've been going to appts, which i hate, and calling doctors to get my damn thing read, and finally, FINALLY almost a week later i find that my brain is ok. no m.s. hi, i don't have m.s. this is part of the reason why i've been distant and crazy here lately. worrying and not worrying about this nonexistent possibility. but i'm clean. and i have a normal brain!

*putting the kids to bed at 6pm and sorting my old pictures into decades. or more like "college" and "growing up" and "high school." it's like someone went through my boxes of photos and shuffled them. so i'm trying to get them in order. put in albums (ha!). i'm really bad with memories. i have such hazy ones. so organizing my visual ones may help me a bit. and also, does anyone have any advice on what to do with family photos (i.e. mom, dad, me and brother) all posed and happy when parents are no longer together? hum, questions.



also, i've been having some trouble with replying to comments lately-- i find that someone may ask a question and i won't be able to reply because there won't be a reply address, so i've decided to try to address questions in the comments section. so if you ask one, check back a day or two later, and hopefully i've answered you there. thanks beautiful peeps!