somehow, I end up like this anytime I encounter even the tiniest slope while XC skiing.




I still don't know how to get up after a fall. But now I am quicker at unlocking the boots from the binding :)

from yesterdays post:

ok. I'm feeling it (going outside to play), even if just for a few minutes. I can catch up on sleep later.

I fulfilled both 'tasks' as evidenced by a few pictures of some of the time spent outside. It really was nice to go out and not be frozen! Afterward trudging through knee deep snow, I spent the remaining moments of daylight looking out the bay window for a view of the side and part of the back yard. Joey joins me in watching the snowflakes fall before succumbing to my lap followed by my succumbing to his purring. I was only up for less than a few more hours before I fully fell asleep- straight through the morning. Weird yet enjoyable dreams were had.


















































these pics are so much cooler big, some of the details are lost at this size.

I am looking for bamboo ('lucky bamboo'), the kind that I can purchase by itself. I do not want to buy it already shoved into a vase and pebbles. I have my own. I killed my last bamboo. Any idea where to buy single bamboo??

It is really pretty outside. This is the ideal part of winter that I like. The temps are above freezing, the air is still and the snow sticks to everything but the streets. It's quite pleasant to be outside.

Which I would like to do now. I am debating on whether I am 'feeling it' or not.

I slept hard last night. I am generally a light sleeper and despite that, i am normally well rested. I spent several hours on the floor of my room listening to Moby, sipping Poland Spring sparkly water and smooshing together charcoal and chalk art medium. I was very intent on the messy renderings; lost and comfortable in my own little world.

Afterwards I began a new book. I lost track of time and I am not sure what time I finally fell asleep, but I noticed that I got through more than half the book in one sitting. My dreams picked up on thoughts pertaining to the book and the prior art session. I was in a deep sleep that I was aware of while I was sleeping. I was plunged deep into the swirls of dreams and when I wanted to wake up, it took longer to come to the surface. I pulled myself out of the dream state, not that there was anything bad happening, it was just so weird to be that deeply removed from the world. After that, I tossed and turned and was a bit physical in my sleep. I thought I heard things in the house and this warped my perception of reality and dreaming. At some point I wacked my bed side clock on the floor and knocked a bunch of other stuff over. Although I am a light sleeper, I rarely move much during that time. This was a strange night- not sue how much sleep I actually got.

But I woke with energy and got moving on the day.

A haircut and a few errands later, I return home feeling ready to cozy up with a blanket and pillow.

But I look outside and wish to go back out into the fat snowflakes.

ok. I'm feeling it, even if just for a few minutes. I can catch up on sleep later. Look at all the big fat snowflakes! (If it was freezing out, my ass would be buried under that blanket already!)

"Cherish your visions. Cherish your ideals. Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all heavenly environment; of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built." ~James Allen (1855-1942)

It was just a matter of time, but this has been circulating. (e:pyrcedgrrl) sent me the link to the rest of the picture.. (e:paul,4879)

real? fake??? can't tell..

who cares :X

though i do wonder.

feels so scandalous posting this pic..