it's a convoluted mess
Despite making little to no progress on the Ben & Marina story for MONTHS, that project is constantly on the brain when it comes to writing. It probably doesn’t help (or maybe it does) that I tend to listen to the Ben & Marina playlist several times a week. And as given songs play, the corresponding points in the story roll around in my head. I’m currently hung up on trying to write a scene… Keep reading…Words that come to mind…
And then Bob came home from work carrying dinner. And with the news that he has the entire next week off from work for my birthday and Thanksgiving. Spoiled? Yes. Yes I am. We also have an appointment Tuesday to get my car fixed so it is safely drivable again. Though we’ll still need to figure out when we’re going to get the bumper fixed. I should probably get that post written about our trip… Keep reading…Spoiled…
Saturday on our way home, we picked up dinner and took time to sit down and eat before we unpacked the car. Things trailed from the living room up the stairs to the bedroom. We changed into pajamas and took a nap. When we woke up, we slothed our way to the loft and turned on our computers for the first time since shutting them down six days before. I scrolled to the bottom of… Keep reading…Sweeter than sour…
We left home late Sunday night. We got home Saturday afternoon. … We saw Mt Rushmore. It was very cool. … Colorado was awesome. … Red Rocks was incredible. … The concert was FUCKING FANTASTIC. … We drove for over 32 hours and 1800-some miles. … The Curse of the Jetta™ struck TWICE. I am physically and emotionally exhausted. Processing this trip is going to take some time. For now…I need sleep. Because I am… Keep reading…Denver 2012…the prelude…
I always feel the need to commemorate anniversaries with essays waxing poetic about years gone by. Then I start writing and it takes off in an entirely different direction that I never intended and I end up scrapping the whole thing. Three years ago today Bob and I got married. He is my best friend. He is my saving grace. I love him more than I ever thought it was possible to love another human… Keep reading…What are you doing for the rest of your life?
I feel completely unprepared for this trip. I have little over 48 hours to get it all figured out. And here I sit, in bed with my computer. HEY, I’ve been doing laundry all day. I’m not completely unproductive here. Yesterday morning I was sitting at my desk when Bob walked into the loft for his morning pre-work intarwebz perusal. He sat down in his chair, logged into his computer, and leaned over, peering at… Keep reading…Can you hear when we call…