After 3+ years of writing semi-regularly on this blog, I feel that it may be time for a hiatus of quite some time.
I feel like my writing has changed into a style that isn’t mine, I feel overwhelmed by too many projects I want to pick up (or finish), and my creative juices are suffering a major downswing at this point in time.
I just didn’t want to leave anyone who reads this hanging any longer.
I might start writing on here again. I may start a new blog, I may not.
But I wanted to thank the people that did read it, and did enjoy it. You guys were just swell.
For some reason, I have been feeling incredibly uninspired and uncreative for the last few months. Which is a sorry excuse to stop blogging but, I feel so meh.
I know that with any sort of creative endeavors and minds, it comes in waves, so I can always trust in the wave finding its way back to me.
But for now, I will just collect winter photos, rake some leaves into a pile and sit on top of it with hot cocoa, waiting for the wave to come back.
Still awesome as he ages. Still oh so charming. As it turns out, I have adored him almost my entire life – from Who Framed Roger Rabbit to Paris Je T’aime. Now that’s a range!
Does anyone remember this episode of Frasier? Frasier dates a gym teacher and he keeps imagining her as his old gym teacher tyrant. Oh man, so good. Hoskins, superb.
Robert de Niro, Al Pacino, this is how you age as an actor. Not by yelling, selling your ability and your integrity. :/
When I was younger, I went to plenty of summer camps. Not the awesome East Coast kind – months at a time, in the woods, having to make friends with your bunkmates so they didn’t put a skunk in your bed – but just a day camp for a few weeks kind of thing. But still there was the obligatory arts-and-crafts class, where I became a master papier-mâché-er. All the “cool” girls were too busy making friendship bracelets to give their friends, but being the dorky shy girl, I would much rather mâché a replica head to scare my sister than make a bracelet for some non-existent friend.
Which left me where I was before this experiment: totally confounded with the magic that is friendship bracelets. How do they work? How do knots make a pattern?!?! Luckily there are so many helpful websites, none more helpful to me than the purl bee. Molly’s sketchbook not only has easy to follow instructions for complete n00bs like me, but the photos, oh those photos. So simple, step-by-step and well-lit. It made me feel slightly more confident knowing I could just look back to that post and make sure I was doing the right thing.
Amazingly, it came out not as horrible as I imagined it would!
Let’s get ready for some weeeek fun!The Beau and I celebrated the very first Sunday of football by having a little snack spread. Actually, all I ate were the football OREOs because they had been calling my name all week.
The Beau and I celebrated the very first Sunday of football by having a little snack spread. Actually, all I ate were the 
