And, and, AND….. The Felice Brothers are coming to town this summer. I think I have to change my pants.
I hate: When I’m in a public place and I walk directly into someone else’s fart. I love: When I drive through my little village and see a few throw backs playing guitar and saxophone by a storefront just for the hell of it.
I want to take a trip. Eat some nice baked goods. Sit under a tree. Close my eyes.
I shipped my pants.
This is 40
I’ve had a perfect mental health day.
This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise...– Walt Whitman (via just-gene)
Happy Mother’s Day!
There are moments in life where you feel like you’re hitting a brick wall. The last few days have been this way for me. I’m not looking for sympathy, just stating a fact. I’m on the verge of tears.
I took today off to go on a field trip with Maxine’s…..it was a walking trip through the village. We went for story time at the local bookstore, visited to courthouse, firehouse, and police station. I saw many familiar faces. It felt good to see my father’s old office and remember days when I was Maxi’s age, going there and playing while he did his paperwork. He’d...