Yay! Opening weekend at the Beachcomer! Got sand in my toes! So inspired (and keeping my commitment to be artistic this summer) that I've written my first poem. It's a Haiku. Here goes:
Beachcomber Opens
All who dance are not locals
Big toe is wounded
Also have a sunburn, found a great oyster shell on the beach, had my first hot dog at Cobies and a yummy sandwich, wine, olives and watched Chandler work the room at Harvest Gallery. I've been hugged, kissed, stepped on, spilled upon, smiled at and took two naps. Fred's home improvement is quite something. Thank goodness it's cold and rainy today so I can rest up for the first Casuals show of the season.
I love it here.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Where Have I Been?
To all (both) of you who have been checking in and finding I've not blogged in ages, all I have to say is this:
You're welcome.
If I had been blogging over the last weeks, you would have been subjected to my needy, whiny noises about how much homework I have and how stupid it was to go to grad school and how tired I am. You would have felt obligated to tell me how cool you think I am and how impressed you are by my commitment. It would have been exhausting for all of us.
All that is over now - it's officially the end of the semester and I don't have anything to do that isn't fun. Even yardwork and housework and my dopey job will all be joyful opportunities. Not to mention I'll be heading for the Cape any second now, where I'll do more fun things. Don't get me wrong, I'll still milk the grad school sympathy thing for all it's worth - I won't really do yardwork and will get Jeff to buy me a present. Fred will make me a cocktail on the patio. But heck, I deserve it.
Really - I have to give Jeff and break and help out with the laundry for a change. He deserves all the credit for propping me up these last weeks. I'll do my best to make it up to him.
The other goals for the summer break: I will write a poem, take some pictures, try out a new recipe and take 4 (maybe 3) shots off my handicap. There it is, I put it in writing!
So summer begins...
You're welcome.
If I had been blogging over the last weeks, you would have been subjected to my needy, whiny noises about how much homework I have and how stupid it was to go to grad school and how tired I am. You would have felt obligated to tell me how cool you think I am and how impressed you are by my commitment. It would have been exhausting for all of us.
All that is over now - it's officially the end of the semester and I don't have anything to do that isn't fun. Even yardwork and housework and my dopey job will all be joyful opportunities. Not to mention I'll be heading for the Cape any second now, where I'll do more fun things. Don't get me wrong, I'll still milk the grad school sympathy thing for all it's worth - I won't really do yardwork and will get Jeff to buy me a present. Fred will make me a cocktail on the patio. But heck, I deserve it.
Really - I have to give Jeff and break and help out with the laundry for a change. He deserves all the credit for propping me up these last weeks. I'll do my best to make it up to him.
The other goals for the summer break: I will write a poem, take some pictures, try out a new recipe and take 4 (maybe 3) shots off my handicap. There it is, I put it in writing!
So summer begins...
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