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So true it hurts.

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One of my favorite books: The Giving Tree

This book reminds me of being at my grandmother’s house. It lived there along with a hodge-podge of other toys that had just always lived at Grandma’s. Like my mother’s old baby doll and the clothes my Grandma sewed for it. And the life-sized stuffed pink python my Grandpa brought my mom from a toy convention he attended in NYC in the 60s.

To my 8 year old self:

It never pays to lie to the gym teacher. The only thing worse than having to run during P.E. is getting caught in a lie about how many laps you ran – in front of the whole class.

COURIER!

whatfontareyou

I’m not aggressively non-conventional, but there’s definitely an underlying “different to be different” trait in me. Isn’t it crazy how the Internet is always right?!

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Is it 42?

the-answer

My new camera

Don’t stop, go.
I know what it will look like.
And I want it.
And I want the options.
And I want it all.

Fresh and flickering,
Fickle and frenzied and fussy.
A thousand candles light an empty room.

Turning circles and turning tides,
She is diverted and devoted.
Too open to distinguish the truth-
Or open enough to see it’s not there.

Longing for the days when gals like me were labeled “Nervous” and sent away to paint watercolors and drink broth by a soothing seaside.