oy gott!
| so. slow day, feeling crummy, just winding skeins and taking photos and i got some packages, of silk yarn to dye...weeee....and a trade i did, which she has gotten bubkas from so far, but i will send her stuff...she sent me this amazing heart necklace, which i immediately put on and wore out to dinner, these earrings, which are for my ears, which were intentionally stretched to hold big plugs, but i am letting them shrink...and they look gorgeous. i will have the husband take photos tomorrow of them on. she also sent me this super cool bracelet that i may be able to wear as an anklet because i have miniature bones. but a full sized ass. and then some. so! kriya's store is there and not only are her pieces gorgeous and unique, they are so inexpensive. if you saw that piece somewhere else for 10 times the price, it would look right. really. the boutique that has some of my things, sugar would love her stuff, so i will shoot an email over there. i met up with john again tonite, and was not feeling so great all day, but i had to go. i did find however, that i miss getting to be in the car singing super loud, just surrounded by music. really surreal. when i took the trip to spinning camp i enjoyed driving alone also. i am all growed up! we had a really good time, and as always, it is like i saw him yesterday. we are the same as we ever were. we were just meant to be friends. he gave me away at my wedding. i am not a person that cares so much what people think of me, especially with regard to how i live my life, or what kind of a person i am, or my art or work...but i care about what john thinks. i always have. but he always seems to have the same point of view that if i am doing it, it is good. just like jake is. and really, i view him the same way. except that john seems never to make a bad choice. although really, a bad choice is what you make of it. if you decide that it is no big deal, it wasn't so bad. as opposed to being torn apart with it. john and diana are having a perfect little girl and are searching for a name for her. so! in that spirit. suggest names and the winning name, if any, will get a skein of yarn, i will give you a selection to choose from...they like unusual names, but pretty. so anyway, i told john i need to go soon because my patch had worn off and the heebie jeebies had begun. sweating, etc. ooh so fun! like being in menopause and detox from heroine all at once. yes! i will be ready when it comes. i bounced my legs so much non stop for more than 4 hours that i have a really bad leg cramp that won't go away. not cool. at all. i gotta treadle with these gams. further, i have developed mysterious brown circles under my eyes. like a fading black eye. when i take off my makeup i am freaked. my best friend in high school that had mediteranean anemia had circles like that. and my appetite has dropped to nothing, which i am not complaining about, but i normally am a snacker. and i am not. ok, i am super out of it, but i saw a couple of minutes of sex in the city, and carrie was wearing several different outfits that were very dressy that had a bra hanging out the back. i forgot about that time in fashion. a bra strap? ok. an entire bra back with a strapless dress? not so much. new pics on flickr, fyi and i will be updating the store today. pray for me that i feel alert and giddy when i wake up. and no leg cramps. ok? later...i looked up the brown circles under the eyes...they call them "allergic shiners" and i think it is allergies. thanks jesus. i swear, they look like a shiner. so i guess i just need to go back on my allergy meds. i have been sneezing and sniffling. also, i had a discussion with john about how i constantly feel lazy, unsure if i am really "that sick" and that if it was someone else in my place, that they would be able to push through it. it is possible. he told me that he has always been amazed at how many things i do, not for a sick person, but for anyone, and that blew me away. this was a part of the why i shouldn't have/adopt kids discussion, that i feel that i barely do anything here, or take care of myself, let alone poor jake and the kitties. jake, the best husband in the universe, and beyond does so much, without a complaint, and makes me life as easy as possible, save for having a housekeeper/cook/person to carry me around and bring me whatever i want. a maid i guess. ok. legs are killing me. waiting for jake to wake up and rub them. and i hope to sleep. i am tired all the way through. smoooches. |
posted by natasha @ 12:58 AM
4 Comments:
How about Jacinda? It's Spanish for "hyacinth" such a pretty spring flower!
Or Ella...feminine but not too girly.
Marissa? Ainsley? Sophie or Sophia? Maya?
I got a million of 'em!
Good thoughts full of energy and creativity coming your way!!
wow, her stuff is great.
They should name her Mulysa, it's "asylum" backward. Then again they're probably not as demented as me.
Now I don't exactly know you outside of knit blogging but you seem to get a hell of a lot more done than I do! I mean you have your own buisness! You are my hero! Stop beating yourself up.
I'm thinking HEALTHYNESS for you today.
you guys are so kind. it means a lot to me. i have a distorted work image of myself maybe. or maybe not. hard to say.
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