the begining of an essay for english class.

I know that I waste time. This becomes apparent when I allow myself five minutes to check my e-mail and I return to the real world thirty-five minutes later with complete knowledge of this week’s weather (in two cities) and a great new dress on the way (but only after scouring my favorite online shops--twice--just in case there were any last minute deals.) I lose time in other ways too. A trip to the laundry room becomes wiping off the counter, then sweeping the floor, and as I return a fallen pen to its place on the desk I catch my sweater lounging on the back of the pink chair. Because I acknowledged its out of place presence, only laziness should restrict me from returning it to the closet where it belongs. Back in my room is my computer, open and ready. So I check my e-mail. Again. That’s when I hear the washing machine starting without my clothes placed inside...

latest project

painting the kitchen cabinets.
lots.of.work.
everything is still not back in its place.
but soon.
and school starts next week.

around the house

A Sunny Sunday Afternoon

Today I was able to sleep in-no 5:30am wake-up today since the photo shoots are over for the season. It's nice to be done for a while. And with today's warm sun reflecting into my bedroom window, I woke up desiring to start the days tasks: sweep the floors, clean the bathroom, finish up the laundry (then make the bed since Sundays are bedding days) and get to the leisurely act of putting together a slide show to study for Part I of my art history test (I put a video in while I search for images online....got to find leisure when you can!) Today's special-if-get-to-it task? Rearranging my room. I have quite a bit of painting to do so I'm going to clear up a cozy space in here to get to it. I'm still trying to configure an arrangement in the "living room" type room so that I can create a makeshift studio and finally have all of my art stuff in one place. Right now treasures are still being held up in the attic, hidden away in boxes. But that's for another time. (christmas break????)

feliz cumpleanos caleb!

Happy Birthday Caleb! My nephew is now 8..or is it 9? Either way, he's no longer small enough to bathe in the sink, and no longer in that precious stage where hugs and kisses are given freely but extracted with *gentle* persuasion by mom who's wagering his favorite video game.
It's hard to believe that the baby I many times held and fed and the toddler I chased around the house and dressed in mis-matching outfits is now a boy-a young boy that can ride a bike without training wheels and talk back in perfectly executed sentences, among other things.

Time really does fly and I can't wait to see him this December.
(and of course little Brooky too)



*and everyone else;)

crisp

Next week looks like this:

-spanish vocab quiz
-spanish test
-art history slide i.d. test
-art history #2 test
-design project #3 due
-world civilizations assignment #3 due

I think that's it.

The days are settling nicely into Autumn. The sun shines, the breeze blows, and the leaves flutter gracefully onto the ground. I'm not sure if the weather will stay this comfortable, but for now I'm going to enjoy the extra bundling that the cool morning requires, and I'm going to be entertained by the sight of my breath as I wait not-so-patiently at the bus stop.

tonight

i am sleeping with the windows open
it feels and smells and sounds like fall
tree frogs are chirping their evening lullaby


i know it won't "officially" be fall here until november or so, but the weather today was such a lovely break from the hot, sweaty, humid days of zone 7 summer.