snap decisions.

swampgrrl is hosting getting to know you this week
at create a connection....here is her prompt and my impromtu answers:


1. You run into a friend who has just chopped off all her long hair (or suddenly has an Afro). What do you say? wow! look at you! what a change! how do you like it?

2. You walk by a well dressed man with manicured hands who smells like a gin martini. He asks you for money. What do you do? tell him the sad truth, i probably don't have any.

3. Your brother or sister or best friend falls madly in love with someone you think is a jerk. What do you do? bear with it, i learned from experience that you won't beleive what others tell you about the one you think you love, you have to find it out the hard way... all someone else can do is be there for support.

4. You get a terrible present from your husband, wife, girlfriend or boyfriend. Do you let it show? nope. not if it felt like he put thought into it, which he always does. i could never hurt his feelings like that.

5. Who's your favorite Beatle? heh. is it ok if i say none?

6. You walk by a disheveled man wearing soiled & tattered clothes. He politely asks you for money. What do you do? again, sadly, the truth is i probably don't have any...

6. Skinny Elvis or Fat Elvis? neither. i prefer johnny cash.

Good job!

Next, go find an outrageous picture of your Elvis on the net and post it at the bottom of your answers. Be sure to give credit to the photographer. yeah...well...i really never had a thing for elvis but i do like the muppets
this picture is from a cool seller on ebay....

(Give yourself bonus points for velvet).

so...that's me with my off the top of my head answers.
not sure what they say about me,
but i'll leave that open for interpretation
:)

sweet nothing saturday...

this is what it looks like outside my window...
and this is what it looks like inside my window:
first, on my bookshelf...
then, newly purchased and causing my fingers to itch with anticipation...

ack. tenth anniversary! tips from creative women! KIDS ROOMS!!!
i need to take a breath.
also waiting to be read:

just looking at that green blanket makes me feel a little crazy...
i SO want to know how to do that...
which brings us to
(dum de dum)
my attempt at crochet....
(please remember, i'm just a newbie taking lessons)
hee.
i know it's all a little crazy and all bumpy-crooked-like.
heh.
i just don't really know why?

that said...
here is a sneak peak
at my newest endeavor though,
which will eventually lay folded and all inviting-looking
at the end of my daughter's bed...
(obviously, it needs to get a little bigger first, heh)

and lastly...
i know i said i was going to try to do some kind of
art
every day and i have been, i just haven't been posting
anything so here goes...
please be gentle, this is also a new-to-me-experience
saturday, sweet saturday.

poetry thursday, a variation.

the prompt was math,
possibly using math as an explanation,
using math to provide a proof.

however,
being the math-repellant
girl that i am,
this is what i got
as the sum of my equations:

you offer me
infinite truth.

(infinite being
greater than any finite
amount
no matter how large)

how can i wrap
my head around that?
she muttered into her
soup.

persuaded into love
by equations
bigger than herself...

backed into customary corners
familiar cap in hand
waiting for the elusive
ray of light
to show she understands.

and there she remains
lost
in the
state
of being
equated.

a birthday buffet

my mom's birthday is today.
we took her out for an awesome
brunch buffet yesterday
and gave her a 75.00 gift certificate
to our local amazing gardening supplies
and nursery...along with a catalogue
so she can browse and plan...

the card:


the temporary gift certificate (until the mail brings the real one):

the final package presentation:

and again,
my usual apologies about dark pictures...
they can be clicked on and seen a little better.

poetry thursday, the essay.

Why I love poetry...in 153 words or less
by [a geeky girl]

i'm wordy,
whirly,
giggly and girly...
lost in awe,
in space
and in time...
you take me away
with your rhythms and rhyme.

you beat
and i follow.

you are subtle and soft,
you are just out of my reach...
you are wily and sly,
impossible to teach
myself to just let go,
to follow your flow,
to allow myself to feel
without always having to know

(what you mean)

and then there you are
again in my ear
crude and obnoxious
spouting things i don't want to hear
and yet, i can't force myself to look away
because you have caught me
in your rhythm, you have caught me
in your sway.

and so
in one hundred and
twenty two words,
i stay.