cigars

sometimes instead of having a glass ceiling i feel like i'm stuck in a glass dome – surrounded on every side.

for the second time in a week shanno the raging feminist and i tried to go strawberry picking, and our efforts were thwarted – AGAIN! argh! this time we actually went there only to find a locked gate and a "sorry, we're closed" sign. that was disappointing. so i took her to grass creek park where we walked along the sandy beach with our feet in the water, sat in a big willow tree, and stood upon small limestone peninsula.

when i got home from hanging out in trees with shan i suddenly felt a strong desire for a dq blizzard, so i quickly hopped in the car and drove down to my local dq. as i drove there i thought about how great it is that the downtown location stays open til 1 am – so convenient! except, on the way i discovered that all the traffic lights were out, and dq was closed – along with all the other nearby merchants. i have NO idea what was going on, so instead i came home and had a glass of juice and a mushroom. much less satisfying.

we discovered tonight that i bought my first car before shannon had her first training bra. i'm THAT much older than her. she said with awe "i forget you're so old!" that made me laugh. i like it, i've got all these extra years under my belt, it's great!

mosquitoes are like tiny vampires.

sometimes i try to imagine myself in the grocery store of life. what would i put in my cart right now if everything was available to me? what would i take? what would i leave for next time? what would i gladly skip. it's interesting, it seems to help me keep things in perspective.

uh-oh, SOMEBODY'S late for bed.

i see God come in my garden
but i don’t know what he said
for my heart it wasn’t open.