Tag: winging it

Yarn

It is the first day of February, and I am happy to announce—drum roll please— I have learned how to knit. Garter stitch, stockinette, cast on, and bind off. Yeah, I know those words now. I took a knitting class with two other women who were far more advanced than me. Honestly, I’m not sure…

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Loose Button

Some mornings I wake up with too many thoughts. It does not happen all the time, but today I am sharing the randomness of my head. You’re welcome in advance. It occurs to me that Twitter used to be this cool indie friend who only said a few words and was nothing like the uber-popular…

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Still Sorting

I am normally all about the last minute. Down to the wire, middle of the night, go-time, crunch time. Whatever phrase someone wants to put on it, I’m that girl. Plans start off the same as every other normal organized human being, but somewhere along the way I get lost. I’m susceptible to shiny lights…

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Rolled Jeans

    I’m phasing out tissues and their cute little boxes. Somewhere in the dark recesses of my the-way-things-should-be sits tissues. I was raised to believe that a civilized person didn’t use toilet paper for crying or a cold. Tissues were necessary. It meant you were a safe distance away from the old guy in a…

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New Sheets

  Last week it was decided we need a new mattress. I have learned many things as I have. . . aged. Yuck. I have learned many things as I have. . . cascaded through my years. No. I’ve learned a few things on my hopefully long walk toward the grave. Yes, that’s the one.…

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Drawstring Waist

Something guides me. I don’t know if I’d call it a little voice or my soul, I can’t really be certain, but something inside of me tells me when I’m being catty or selfish, it corrects me when I judge or if I lie. My something doesn’t prevent me from doing these things, it doesn’t…

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Gray

I could never be a preacher. When I was in school I lived for the essay question, or short answer, because I liked to ramble on and talk about things. I liked the discussion. Definitive anything still makes me uncomfortable. It’s not that I can’t make decisions. Sometimes there’s a white and a black shirt, if I can’t…

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Black and Yellow

I’m overwhelmed. Like hands full with too many things at the back of the grocery store and I didn’t get a cart, overwhelmed. There’s too much to do, it all needs to be done well and being one of those face painters at the Renaissance Fair is looking ideal. When am I going to learn? Things seem…

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Painted On Jeans

We are painting our house. Well, we aren’t painting it exactly. This really nice guy that bears an uncanny resemblance to the actor that played Shaggy in the Scooby Doo movies is painting our house. This little project is happening in three phases.  Back of the house first, middle and front.  It should be about a week…

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