yet to get old

as if reading it a ridiculous amount of times is not enough, i find myself equally addicted to this adaptation. if you haven't, you should.

titus.

i owe someone some details. i want to share, but after a few beverages, the keyboard and i end our friendship. maybe video messages are the way to go. prerecorded if imbibing too much may be best, hit record halfway through drink one. i'm rambling, in the wrong place at that.

here, my thoughts are slow. to him, they'd be faster than my influenced fingers would allow me to type.

Joys This Evening

1. I just realized that I can watch Leave Her To Heaven entirely on Youtube.
2. Pinot Noir.
3. Those two things being combined.

Starting Fresh

It looks like I am moving. After six years in this quiet little apartment, I say goodbye.

It'll be weird, not being here. It's been so long. So many things have taken place inside these walls. Kori has grown into the beautiful human being she is today before my eyes, in this place. I've laughed, screamed, cried, shared, loved, danced (oh goodness, have I danced), grown, in this place.

We've just outgrown it. While I will miss the 5 acre wooded yard and the lack of neighbors, I need more space and windows. Oh, how i yearn for more natural light. Plus the girl in me loves the claw foot bathtub. I am not looking forward to the hassle that comes with relocating, but I am hopeful of the outcome.

Here are a few photos. I have more, but these are out of RAW at the moment.

A Forced Entry

It's been snowing since yesterday. I got to spend the day at home because of that. Kori and I spent the day playing in the snow, shoveling and baking banana bread. No better way to spend a forced snow day.

Is it weird that I have yet another online blog that I tell no one about? I wonder if it is even worth it, having myself split up between two 'journals'. Real thoughts and kind of real thoughts. But half way through the the thought, I've answered it. It is. It is getting the thoughts out, just at a level of comfort that I need. I guess. Babble babble, this wretched weed!

I've had some inappropriate dreams lately. My cheeks flush as I typed that. Clearly not ready to talk about that.

I am hoping that the shoveling out of my car tomorrow morning is no that big of an ordeal....
I really should have done something about it today.

My weekend didn't go as planned. While this bummed me out a bit, I tried to be photographically productive anyhow. There are some posted on my flickr page. This one I began working on this evening. I'm not sure why I liked it, but I did. It isn't finished and I had to stop working on it. I find that if I look at a photo too long, while doing postwork, I begin to find things I hate. I'll revisit it tomorrow or something and finish it.
But here it is so far:



I'm not sure what I think about it anymore. But we'll see in a day or two.