Waking up Early

   Waking up early is not something that has been part of my life, in fact I've fought it tooth and nail every morning. It was a preposterous idea to get out of bed before it was absolutely necessary. The bed is so cozy with the down comforter and so many pillows, enough pillows for between the knees and pillows for snuggling like it's Zach, even enough for the pillow over the head to please keep the morning light at bay.
   But lately, I've been waking early and a couple of times, after lying in the coziness pretending to sleep, I got up. I made coffee first instead of showering. I drank coffee before showering! I leisurely walked the Hoov, and I made myself a nice breakfast. Today at 7:07 a.m., I blog and have 2 cups of coffee. Shop opens at 9. I will be ready and greet my people without having been rushed, without an unfinished breakfast, properly caffeinated and with a good attitude. Good morning!!
   Literally, good morning! I guess it's taken me nearly 50 years to figure this out. Maybe it's the aging process that has gotten me here, like all the hot flashes that wake me, and the need for less sleep. Thanks aging process! You've given me the gift of good mornings!

Waiting

WAITING

I am sitting here waiting. I've been sitting here waiting for 3 hours. I mean, I could possibly argue that I've been sitting here waiting for 3 1/2 years. If I let myself, I could get really angry and testy and resentful and shitty. But I'm just going to bide my time and amuse myself by being quiet and reading and taking care of little things that need to be taken care of and also by blogging which I haven't done in 7 years. A better way of looking at this waiting is by realizing that I am getting the gift of the unscheduled mind. The I don't have to know what I am doing in the next hour or two or however long. It opens up my world to surprises! Oooh Keith and Melinda were here! They haven't been here since I bought the place. Ooooh I read! Oooh I sewed a button back on! Oooh I talked to my boys and got caught up on their lives! 

Thanks Zach, you give me gifts I need. 

Blue and Green

Blue and green days are the best. When I wake up in my bed I can see the sky and the tops of the trees outside my window and when it's blue sky and green trees and golden sunshine it means the world is balanced. Evidence of balance. Evidence of yin and yang. And that's a lovely way to re-greet the world. It's an explanation of the world. It's something to be reassured by. 
I found this song today. The connection was blue and green and the message is the same. Reassurance.  

Specific Moments in Time

Yesterday I revisited a specific moment in time. And I only had a moment to revisit it, but there I was again. I had the feeling and the clarity and the wonderment. And I had a smile. It was a different smile, one of gratitude.

Things I Need to Spend More Time Doing

Blogging.

A Sunday

Today was kind of a different Sunday. Spent a little more time around the house. I did my spring PORGH cleaning and that always makes me feel great. I love that Porgh of mine. I love outside. I always feel the most comfortable, the most grounded the most secure when I am outside being a part of the living world. It's like a breath of fresh air. A silent deep connection. Shhhhh. Listen.
I don't know why I forget that it's essential.
Today I remembed. Today I had blue skies.
Stretch!

Hangin wit ma boyz

Nowadays if I want to spend some time with my boys I have to go up to their portion of the house which is the entire upstairs. It generally entails listening to rap music, watching a portion of Family guy, learning the details of the latest xbox sport-of-the-season tournament, or cringing at a wrestling match that involves cursing and more violence than I am comfortable with. But, ya know, whatever it takes....

Luuvly Day

Finally on the Porgh. Awful workers gone. My quilt is sunbleaching :-). Tinkle tinkle goes the wind chime. Buzz buzz cicadas. Hot. Nice. Dry. Morning glories wilting in the heat. Swish swish wind in leaves. Niiiice. Quiet dog.

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Anxiety as a State of Mind

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

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GREEN 8/10/11

I'm a big fan of GREEN. I love how it looks when you are are in the woods surrounded by green and dappled golden sunlight. Green balances every color. Green is balance.

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When Things Change

The evolution of a relationship. Ugh. Smile. Ugh. Smile. Disappointment. Utter happiness. Let down. Joy. Yin and yang. Such is life.

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Tips for writers

Janedevitoart sent you this page: Exercises for Fiction Writers - Page 2

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A Day In The Barbershop

Gooood morning and greetings from 601 West Main Street, Madison, IN. It's a pretty day and we have the windows open and some bluegrass playing on the stereo. Happy day! I cheerfully worked out a sort of budget this morning and that's saying something. I don't normally think cheerfully about money things. The making of money has always been a boring chore for me, but I actually enjoy coming to work now. I'm where I want to be.

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Monday, coffee and chickens....

I now have a small flock of chickens. That is something I feel good about! 4 black chickens and an up and coming rooster with black and white feathers and huge yellow feet named Uncle Samasaurus Rex. At least I think he's a rooster. I'd bet money he is.
The 4 lovely ladies living in my backyard are Cheeks, Amelia, Eyebrows, and Yellowlegs. Cheeks is the biggest so far. She has feathers that stick out on her cheeks, hence the name. Eyeberows also has the sticky outy feathers on her cheeks, but her distinguishing feature is her EYEBROWS. Pretty yellow eyebrows. She also has white toenails on black feet and wispy tail, quite the feminine young lass. She is Tony's favorite chick. Eyebrows has many facets to her personality. She loves Uncle Samasaurus but she doesn't need to follow him around much. She checks in with him now and then. Like right now. She likes to climb up on things and peck at the tall weeds. She wanders off on her own a bit and doesn't seem too disturbed at being alone. The other day she got over into the Winkle's yard somehow and that was pretty distressing to her. Especially being corralled by Max and I and picked up. The Winkle sisters got quite a kick out of the whole thing! Nice ladies!
As much of a chore as the chickens are, I seem to be enjoying it. Even missing goddess night the other night because of tarp troubles was okay. I got a kick out of my struggles with wind and rain and loose uncooperative chickens! Good times!

Porch sittin.

This morning I was sitting on the porch around 8 am with some coffee and a blanket and the sky was grey and it was a little windy and the birds were really out chirping and singing. The morning was very alive. I saw this group of birds in the distant sky flying together to the west probably over the river, eh, maybe closer. There were maybe 10 or 12 birds in this group. They were going into and out of formation like a group of ducks, but they were not ducks. They were black against the grey sky and I watched them fly together changing shape, going from a diagonal line made of tiny dots to a cluster of dots and all in between and all staying together. It was so pretty and interesting for my eyes to watch. It's hard to verbalize, but it almost didn't look real to me, like maybe more of an animation. I liked how the dots seemed to be swimming in some sort of organized chaos that my eyes didn't understand but loved.

Too sunny to work

Greetings from the jeep in the parking lot at the barbershop! It's almost porchlike. It just comes with responsibility. Which is totally not porchlike at all. If someone drives in to this lot, I very well may have to go back inside and cut some hair. The thought of it kinda sucks, but the money is good. And I GOTTA HAVE MONEY!!! MONEY MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND!! Money means happiness!! Money means...... diddly poo poo to me. I think I'll go live in a cave. But my kids probably wouldn't like that. No electricity for the Xbox.









Looky... the barbershop has a porch of sorts.




But it's not comfy and it doesn't have an awesome cd playing that my boyfriend made for me and it's too close to the actual workplace. I would be too much in the monetary zone. Besides, no sun.


In the spring I need the sun like a little green shoot needs the sun to get going for the growing season.




another possibility is OUT BACK behind the shop. This is a nice sunny spot without so much traffic noise, but again without the wonderful cd and in close proximity to the monetary zone. However, it does provide better bird watching and listening, so it is not without merit.


Here I sit.



I am thinking it's about to time to bleach my hair again. I really like it like that. I wonder if I'm gonna make it all fall out. Hmm. That is not the look I'm going for. I don't wanna worry about thinning hair. Why worry? Worrying is a waste of time. Why change my look? Because that's my favorite look.



Why don't we move on to a new topic.

On the Porch

That's where I be.

Zero 7

I couldn't stop listening to Zero 7 tonight. It's really nice to listen to on my walk for one thing. But then I started watching videos too when I got home. They are in my top 10 of favorite bands I think. Currently. Maybe forever. But um I sure wish i could put a link on here. Can I? I am so unknowledgeable about computer shit. I found their video for Destiny and I think it's the best video ever. I love Speed Dial #2. I love Sia's voice. I love Home. I love Zero 7...I want MORE ZERO 7!

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Sunday Porch Sitting 2010

Best day of the year. Porchwise. Weatherwise. And it's a darn good thing because it's not the best day of the year for me attitudewise. Being out here on my porch is the best thing for me! Nothing better than watching a good squirrel chase for lightening my mood! And feeling that warm sun through thin clouds.
I can see myself reflected in my computer screen. hello there me. Not likin' my hair today. I look a little bit disgusted with myself. How true. Today is Be Hard on Myself Day! Losery Day.
Oh shit. Chatty neighbor. He has a booger in his nose!!
So uh, not sure what I feel like doing.
Calling Aimee Lynn.....

Hello back from a visit to Tony's. Trevor and Tony were hooking up the Bose system and I cooked green peppers and onions to eat with the sausages. Tasty! Alex and Zack were hanging around too.
Now it's a great time to hang out on the porch some more. It's still light out!! Getting cooler, but still nice.
Why am I blogging? Why aren't i just writing in my journal. This is silly.

On Cats and Starlings

This is Roly Poly and she enjoys a bit of porch sitting in the sun as well!! Roly Poly came with the house when I bought it. The reason that I like her is that she likes me. There are several other cats around here that I do not apprecaite. Boy have I become hardened. I used to love every animal under the sun, now I plot the deaths of many an unneutered male cat. Sigh.

And while we're at it, I'm not so fond of the starlings right now because they keep hanging out on the upper east side of my house and pooping everywhere. Their white poop shows up really nicely on my green house. But I am not plotting death for them. Yet.

And don't get me wrong... I like cats. It's just that we seemed to have cornered the market on skanky bad cats here on east 4th street. Truth.

I hear a mourning dove. And a woodpecker. And a chick-a-dee-dee-dee.

And I see a Xavier. And an Evan. Hey boys! My boys aren't here. Max is at an AAU tournament sans parents, and Beck went to the bowling alley to hang with Collier. So here is Jane, porch sitting with occasional quiet. Nice.

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