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.