pretty***cookies
last week
i felt pretty
important mostly because
this was one of the few
moments in about three
weeks
that i felt pretty.
most of the other moments
i had my hair pulled back
in a ponytail
and wore one pink t-shirt
and pair of jeans
that have been worn
so often
and washed so infrequently
that i think that
if i can't find them today
it will be due to the fact
that they have picked themselves up
and walked through the back door
across the back yard
out into the back alley
and into the garabage dumpster.
seriously.
gross.
i painted again last night.
i think we are ALMOST done with paint.
i mean after i touch up with the green
in the kitchen that i ran out of.
and paint that one area of the ceiling
that we forgot about.
and the stairwell walls.
oh, and the two cabinet doors
that just bugged me so much
that for some reason
they just didn't get painted
with the other TEN
cabinet doors.
yep, almost done painting.
i made some cookies last week.
mostly important because it is
among the few creative things
i have done in the past month.
unless of course you count
priming and painting the
bathroom at the villa on corona
creative.
and i hardly call baking creative.
i am sure there are many
who might disagree.
but i feel like if i don't follow
the directions perfectly,
the recipe will be a bust.
but, you take what you can get, right?
4 Comments:
You are PrETty!
..and you make me want cookies.
I think I want to make some.
yum.
You are Pretty, too!!! I love how your blog entries even look like poetry the way they align.
I agree with Rachel...how pretty and poetic!
I love the floetry poetry here...
And my jeans just knocked on the laundry room door and said "We're ready to be washed now, Thanks."
You think I'm kidding. ;)
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