This is the first article I've written in over a week. The migraine that I wrote about in my last article lasted until Monday, and had to be chased away by a shot of some strong meds and a LOT of sleep Monday afternoon.
I just haven't felt like writing since then. I've taken some down time from blogging - from communicating with anyone, really. I haven't wanted to talk or email or see anyone, I just wanted to be left alone. I get that way sometimes. I dunno why...but I do know that it always passes and I always rebound from my fits of melancholy solitude.
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The kids are going back to school on Wednesday. I'm looking forward to that, as are they. They're bored, they say. They've done all they wanted to do over the summer, and they're ready to go back to school. I personally think that 3 months out of school every year is too long.
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I've been looking for some slouch boots to go with my skinny jeans. I found the skinny jeans (brand new pair) at the Goodwill store, and I also found what I consider to be the bargain shopping core of the year, if not the century: a pair of brand new Converse Chuck Taylors, all black with the Converse label graffitied in white on the sides...for $1.08. Yep, you read that right. $1.08. They fit me perfectly, and they too look awesome with my skinny jeans. I've also given in and bought some leggings - I wore them under a denim mini skirt with my Chucks (I rolled the tops down) and a black tank-top when I went grocery shopping and I got a LOT of compliments on my 'look'. It's not unusual for me to get positive comments on my clothes and style - I guess I'm pretty bohemian (and I mean truly bohemian and quirky, not the boho that everyone's using today. If you're wearing the same as everyone else, you're most certainly NOT boho in any shape or form). I just know what looks good on me and I'm not a fashion victim. If something doesn't look good on me, I won't wear it, no matter how 'in' it is.
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The only thing that I can find any solace in about dad's death is that he's not in pain anymore.
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I'm watching a show about psychics and mediums, and I wondered if Dad would try to send me a message if I went to one. I've decided that he wouldn't want me to waste my money. He didn't believe in all that hocus pokus, so I doubt that he'd made his presence known in that way. Having said that, however, there have been a couple of times when I've felt him near me. I've also felt people praying for me - so thank you, those of you who have mentioned me when you talked to your god and deity. It's really been a help.
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I have to go carve our Sunday roast now. I sure hope it's tender....there's nothing worse than tough, stringy roast beef. I'm going to take Alton Brown's advice and carve it against the grain of the meat, thereby making the slices tender.
Sunday lunch calls! Adios for now, JU!