What’s My Story?

Dreams

I’m crumpled up. I’m wrapped in twisty cotton and my eyes are pockets of dreams. The visions in my head are gifts on a cloud that I can dole out to those who fail to dream or to those who want more of the very same thing. Or to keep for myself if need be.

They’re unruly, these dreams. Puffed from nowhere and everywhere. Strange and far they seem, near and wispy they are. A breath can send them far, far away or send a clutter of pearls breaking through the sky.

For us to catch.

Hold on to dreams. Hold on to sky. Fly with them. Fly far, far away. 

Clouds

 

Thank You Ladies

Why Hello Gorgeous. Don’t you look stunning in your glittery dress?

Me? Oh, I’m not dressed up. Don’t do that much anymore. Say what?

My hair? Oh, I don’t do that much anymore either. I just twist it in a bun and call it done. (Good one, huh?)

Well, who has time for beauty? Not me. I’ve been writing, and feeding my family, and trying to read my book written from the perspective of a dog before book club next week.  I also made chili for dinner tonight with jalapeños in it and it was way too spicy for everyone, so everyone was coughing and choking and sweating from their head and I felt really bad.

I just need a break, OK?

No, no. I haven’t finished my Blog Awards yet.

Yes, I know I have to do that still. Yes, I will. OK.

OK friends, the lady in the glittery dress is making me finish the Blog Awards because she’s tired of sucking in her stomach. Here you go. I’ll make it quick.

I”d like to thank Julie at lepetitpasdejuls for nominating me for this:onelovelyblog

Her blog is really awesome, in three languages, and she travels everywhere! Read her here: lepetitpasdejuls Perhaps she’ll visit me in Montana someday. What do you say, Julie?

And days before that Jenny from readsbyredriverbanks nominated me for this:images-leibster-1

And she is a great lady with a great blog full of beautiful photos and beautiful thoughts. Thank you Jenny! Read her here: readsbyredriverbanks

I feel honored to receive both awards from these glamorous women while I’m in my rubber gloves cleaning gunk off the floor. Because I’m on my hands and knees, I’ll just toss you some blogs from other awesome women and hope that you’ll forgive me for ignoring the blog award protocol. Thank you everyone for your awesome support of my weirdness, writing, and whatever else you keep hanging around for. I appreciate you and you are beautiful.

Come on people. Let’s give these ladies a hand! 
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Am I Weird?

Hi Friends,

I’ve been doing research for my memoir. This involves an archaeological graphing of memories: digging through a 5 gallon aquarium, an ice cream cone box, a portable file box, and uncovering cerebral dust bunnies, where I store all my treasures. (Last night I also had a lengthy recounting of details, a bottle of wine, and a soak in the hot tub with my mom.) I discovered a short stack of Birthday books- books with nice words about me from my classmates in school.

It’s a fantastic find: looking back on my childhood with the pictures and hearts and rainbows of long-lost friends. I was kind of swept away in sweet revelry, and then, BAM! The words of a classmate who wasn’t really a friend brought me back to reality:

We know you’re weird but you have a good excuse. You come from a weird family. 

So there you have it folks. I have a story to write and an excuse. What’s yours?

 

Birthday Book

Love, Barbie