Gibson Girl Illustrations Dover Books
I am a sunny skies kinda gal. Sure, I like to dance in a nice warm spring rainstorm followed by a rainbow just like the next gal and who doesn't enjoy the excitement of a full blown thunderstorm when you're safe and warm and watching from inside?
Still...long, grey, gloomy, spritzy days make me feel funky...and not in a PFunk kinda way.
Mostly in a funkity funk kinda way.
Today is one of those kinda days. I should have pumped out another book project...and if I can muster even a drop of creative juice I will. I should have driven the 45 minutes to my allergy doc to pick up my medical files. I should have showered, shampooed and shaved. I should have made it out to the food store to get some fixin's for dinner. I should have whipped up a cool gift for my mother's birthday this weekend and popped it into the mail. I should have...I could have...and I would have accomplished a long list of things and yet I mostly didn't do a thing because I mostly didn't feel like it.
Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes ya don't.
(When I think about people reading my blog translated into other languages I chuckle. What is this nut of which she is speaking and how exactly does it feel?)
I'm free falling people and although I've got a very clear picture of where I fully intend to land, I'm feeling the 'Holy Shit' portion of my flight today. Yes, it's Holy Shit! It's far more potent than your garden variety fertilizer. Get your Holy Shit today! It's new and improved and extra shitty! Order now and you'll get a set of Ginsu knives and a bamboo steamer!
That and quite frankly I'm lonely. There, I said it. I have thousands of wonderful virtual friends but no 3-d friend to go have a cuppa with. It's just that sometimes it might be nice to have someone to talk with about the things I can't talk about here in virtual reality. Someone to listen, smile, laugh, give me some sage advice, reach out and hold my hand and let me know it's going to be okay. I miss that. I love my family, don't get me wrong, but everyone needs friends.
Step right up to the roller coaster that is Madge's reality. Up, down, sideways...and occasionally upside down.