Some Say I’m Going Off the Deep End; I Call it Diving
I garden. I create. Sometimes I wear what I make. I rip apart furniture and try to make it into new stuff. Often I don’t get it finished for a while. I am easily inspired. I paint — walls, not with any pictures or anything– just colors. Vivid colors. I blog with at least one child (more likely two) on my lap or shoulder. My husband is the only IT support I have and he doesn’t take cash, check or plastic. Nope. Just coins. I live for possibilities. I have two new titanium hips, which could start sputtering out shards of cobalt fiber-dust that will poison my blood and could perhaps turn me back normal again. Also here you’ll find just a few sarcastic tendencies for which I wish someone would pay me.
I’d say there’s some satire mixed into this blog too,but I’m not sure; my only memories of the meaning of satire evoke images of a guy with a white suit and linen shirt in the Old South, on a shade porch, drinking sweet tea… either Burl Ives (thank GOD not singing Holly Jolly Christmas), Mark Twain, my step-father Hahhhhvey, or Colonel Sanders, and he may not even be considered PC enough to BE in someone’s memory or blog anymore.
My favorite color is hot pink, yes, like a 14 year old. My favorite fabric is velvet, favorite shoe: the flip-flop, favorite movie: Raising Arizona, favorite TV show Friday Night Lights, favorite current artist (today, at least): Taylor Swift, favorite hobbies that used to include only running and all sports: picture-taking, blogging, interior design, landscape architecture (so I can hire men who drive excavators, graders, front-end loaders, and backhoes), favorite actor: Taylor Kitsch, only because his sardonic wit reminds me of my adorable, brilliant husband (who doesn’t act, or HE’D be my favorite actor), favorite ice cream: Breyer’s Mint Chocolate Chip, favorite city in which I don’t live: Austin, favorite state: Texas, favorite non-US city: Florence, Italy, favorite vacation spot: Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, favorite past time: doing my physical therapy or reading about medicine, nutrition or applied kinesiology, favorite non-sun lighting: lamps. And favorite future hobby; you guessed it! Metallurgy!
If I write something you perceive as negative on here, please take it as satire or sarcasm, because I believe that making light of stressful things is better for mind and body than holding onto anything negative. I try to laugh at it, and then
LET IT GOOOOOOO…
go, go, go… (fading)
go… go… go… (fade to black)
((start U2′s _I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For_, the live version from ‘Rattle & Hum,’))
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