Had a hard time going to sleep last night ... for no apparent reason. HubsJ says my sexdrive is finally kicking in after 37 years and I should have woken him... finally did fall asleep, woke at 5:40, and that would be AM. not nursing, not pregnant, no newborn in this house. 5:40. damn.
and an OH MY.
can i get a witness?
church day. While I had a great deal of meditative quietude this morning, I am still missing the ritual of an early morning hallelujah to God and his wacky son Jesus. I really am, but I am more unsure about visiting churches in a non-urban environment as I will stick out as foreigner more. Although, I was one of five parishioners at the church service I attended in the big city. Perspective is all. I should look around less I think.
I'm taking the 6 to get a DS today, a handheld lovey electronica. because he 'earned' it with monumentally good behavior over the past month. a deal was made, this is the outcome. a win-win as far as I am concerned because it is portable and will be smashed with a hammer if he ever calls me 'stupid' again. I think it is fair. the consequences will be clear and will match the rage that burns on the inside as I deal with too many boys in my life. (uh, not the divine ones, though. perhaps the problem lies therein?) hm.
can i get a witness? could you be mine?
won't you be mine?
won't you be my neighbor?...
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