Stop Talking I'm Out of Aspirin: Madras House

I took this photo Monday on the way back from Portland. I may upload the textures I got here someday as well.

Thought Bubble

The best

day is

one with

people

in it.

***

Note

to Self:

Try much

harder at

not caring

***

Sometimes
I wonder
about you
people.

***

Geez, Jim Morrison made a bargain with the devil and still ended up sounding like THAT? Dude got ripped off.

***

The problem

with America

is Americans.

***

Remember,
back in the
day, what
it was like
to write in
a book, like
a journal?
And with
a real pen
and
everything?
Yeah.
Me neither.

***

Too much
to do, too
little time.

***

How on earth
did I end up
with such
ignorant
Cretins??

***

Where did the
summer go?

***

I survived Quilt
Show Day.

***

I like that
I can wear
children's
sizes in
some shoes.
:o)

***

Dear God,

I like how you
are both
Not a Freak,
and also,
a Total Freak,

simultaneously.

***

For the record,
I just want
people to
know...
I did NOT
burn
anything
while making
this Easter
meal!
Not even
smoke.

***

I tried to save
time in a bottle
once.
But when I
removed
the cork,
it stunk to
high heaven.
Boy I'll never
do THAT again.
From now on,
I will just stick to
fresh
time!

***

I am a mom.
I am paint.
I am photo
and
angst, joy
and
exhaustion.
i carry
what i carry
in my heart.
sometimes,
it gets
too
full, and
i drop
things.
when things
fall,
they may
break
bounce
or fly.
sometimes
that's not
my problem.

Thursday, April 7, 2005

Madras House

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