gods big playground

over the weekend we stayed a bit busy. ms. s & i made some lovely tshirts for the well deserved boys in the family & i made some lovely coconut macaroons (a recipe passed on from the love ms. z whos so faraway but never forgotten). they came out pretty darn decent for a first try. the tshirts too turned out well. cant wait to see the boys expressions when they receive one each. :-)
no one will leave the house with them on for sure but its best to include here that the thought best count here a tun.
im feeling better but it seems as if the sniffles arent letting go. darn.
over the weekend someone i knew from afar passed away but i met her 2 times & she was sweet to my little girl im sure many times as ms. s used to hang out with mr. m at their little store in raleigh.
the thought of the situation of who & how she left this world haunted me. she got sick while she was pregnant, the little boy safely removed at 7 months, but her to pass away a few weeks after leaving her baby who will never know his real mum. it made me so sad, so so sad at this haunting situation. sure the boy will certainly find an almost mom in his life as his dad is so young but the feeling to never have felt your mothers touch is devastating. ahh this world & the things that take place here.
another few situations later all i have to say is that this world really is gods big playground. he does as he pleases for reasons we earthlings cant comprehend. hmmm to that.
you can have your head under the wet ground & all of a sudden have no choice but to pull out & take a jog. you think you have it good & discover that underneath that fresh pile of leaves there is a process of rotting taking place. nasty. or you have it bad & then you see others that have what is really called having it bad. hmmm again.

crafty time

the craft room has been busy lately since its that time of the year. but it was more so ahead of time because of ms. s center going on break earlier. so there were the little kids there & her 2 wonderful teachers. & we had a couple more gifts to give for new babies of friends that we needed to visit so there was a lot of stuff to give. & after visiting another friends house & doing a little crafting there i was more inspired to make things like i once used to.
Our presents and favors for ms. S friends and teachers and handmade cards. & ms. s tried to help but it ends more in a mess and her own project of glue & glitter then anything else.














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i feel yuck

sometimes you can be doing everything in the world & be talking to everyone but your mind quite isnt there. & then there are days where youre literally not doing anything & you just dont know what to feel. except for being sad. & alone. & sick. or maybe all that stuff is making you sick. i dont know. whichever way it is i dont feel good.
every dog has its day-enjoy them when you have them i guess.
i guess its good to be alone & to spend your day miserably rather than having company around to witness it. (dahling it aint your fault at all)
ive been pausing alot to see what i feel like writing next but all i feel like writing is that i feel exhausted. i hope ms. s wants to sleep early tonite as she didnt nap this afternoon. i certainly need to lie down.

pretty huh

i can still feel the breeze in my hair.

some photos from the disposable camera from portugal

ahhh

a pic from boca de inferno near cascais in portugal that i took

im mesmerized by the creativity that flows in this world. its freakin' everywhere. i wish i had a sewing machine (& knew how to use it to my hearts content) & yarn (to learn to knit some cute creatures) & paint (if only to know how to draw or sketch) or a fancy schmancy camera (so i could learn more than whats color & b&w or sepia tones). but i dont have that. i dont get any of those items because i think id leave them somewhere after just purchasing them im afraid of not being able to learn to use those instruments.
my scrapbook room seems to stay untouched unless i need to fetch some tissue & a gift bag for something. i still have a few of the cards i made left from awhile back that i pack along with the giftbag for an occasion. with the weather being so dreary i may get the courage to go in there & do something soon. but with it not feeling like december still its hard to stay all couped up in the house. so i leave the room closed. should have made it an extra bedroom as it was meant to be. a frightening thought but one that lingers in my brain sometimes. i changed the wreath on the door for this season (a pearly white one w/ silver ornaments in it) & put out the 2 cute lit up houses that i have. 1 of a snowy house & a gingerbread house with twinkling lites. ms. s cant keep her hands off of them. the snowy one has almost the exact same wreath on its little door as my own.
dont have the energy to figure out what else to decorate with as i decided not to go thru the trouble of a christmas tree. no holiday gathering taking place here.
anyhow i made some dal & am taking it to one of our friends house for a late dinner to catch up & let ms. s waste some of her unfiltered energy. as soon as dahling arrives ofcourse. i do hope the dal is ok for the rest. now if i can just pull myself up to get dressed decently to go.

by the way do you ever find yourself kinda ticked off & you dont really know why until a little later & you feel surprised because you thought there was no issue bothering you but it had already crawled underneath your skin? yeah well what are you gonna do right!
a verse stuck in my head:
"why does love always seem like a battlefield" by someone famous (too lazy to figure it out right now)
waiting to watch: vada raha as soon as i have some company to watch it with.
im reading: born confused by tanuja desai hidier

& i need a massage.

At the salon

Why is it that my feet tend to be colder than the rest of my body? I've been using a hair dryer to keep them warm as I can't pull on a pair of socks here.


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