The weather is still nice, but they say a storm is coming. Hard to believe. Last night Wade and I heard a loud clap of thunder and it was kinda fun. Not a cloud in the sky, only stars. I wonder how that happened? I live in such a beautiful place. I will never tire of the landscape, I am tired of the isolation. It's lonely. I have my boy's, I know they care, but it's different. Let's face it, I am just saturated with testosterone, and double teenage testosterone at that. I'll be fine and sad the day it ends, just challenging for now. I need a girls night on a regular basis. I might have to work on that.
Had to put my dog to sleep right before Christmas, I know it was time but still a bit sad about it. She was my girl, my pal. I hope she's happy where ever she is.
I am still trying to catch my wave. I need an art project and I want something new and different to try. It needs to be three dimensional what ever it is. A vessel. Something to hold my dreams, and made of them at the same time. Something with tile, or maybe a paper mache vase. Weird, not my mediums at all. Could be fun.
1 comment:
I know where you're coming from with the feelings of isolation. I just try to go with it and appreciate the fact that I have time to myself even if time to myself means having a husband and kid around. I know I'll appreciate girls night out more when they do happen again. Hope you find your female bonding time :) The thunder in winter is pretty cool! Thinking of you too. Love you!
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