my self-imposed hiatus is over. i'm back and hopefully a little less stressed than my last post. thanks to those of you who were concerned about my absence and checked in with me. i'm v. touched to know that so many of you in blogland care about me!
i did take a little trip, of which i shall not speak. i could tell you all about it, but then i'd have to kill you. heh heh. nah, seriously folks, it's just that it was part of my emotional sabbatical and so therefore i'll just tuck it away in my heart for safe keeping.
i will say this. it was beautiful, in a land far away from texas, where A. they have a plethora of trees and B. the leaves of those trees magically morph into the most magnificent of autumn colors. if i didn't see them peak, i was only a few days off. quite an experience for a native texan who's never been to that neck of the woods before.
i got mighty busy with the business of reality (puke ... gag ... an ugly, ugly word) as soon as i got home.
first up: baby bird #2 is in flight. she's leaving the nest. and as a good mama bird, i flew with her to help build and feather her new nest. it's taking a few trips back and forth for her to complete the transition to her new nest, but it's happening. and i'm proud of her. fly, baby bird. i know you can do it! fly now! please fly!
go ahead. watch it. it's worth it. and i'll wait rightchere. :-)
two down. one baby bird to go. this poor mama is one tired, old bird.
second: FAGGing!!! we took flight of our problems this weekend and found a few estate and yard sales to shake down. i know y'all are as tired of reading it as i am of writing it, but i swear to gosh, i can NOT go to an estate sale in this area without knowing the dang folks. bless their hearts.
these were some old church people that i'd known all my life. i knew the matriarch had recently passed away. she taught me sunday school and sunbeams and GAs (if you're baptist or know a baptist, you know what i'm talkin' about) when i was a little girl and so the things that i bought there will hold special meaning.
see? i didn't even complain about having to chat them up! either the sabbatical or the xanax is doing the trick. heh heh
okay, on with the show. if you look closely, you might catch a glimpse of some non-texan trees! :-)
love and hugs,