ranunculus are frabjous.
if you’ve been to wonderland recently, as we have on sunday, you’ll probably want to use that word too.
fresh flowers tucked in different parts of the house really cheers me up.
today was wicked cold and dreary. it felt a lot like march is supposed to feel. my fingers are numb. fingerless mitts simply aren’t enough.
i am really loving this song. but the video is so weird. i must be getting old. (but not old enough to not be contemplating going to see them in mexico this summer. even after i promised my mother i wouldn’t be going there again after our last stint there wherein our taxi driver talked so nonchalantly with my husband-in spanish- about how peoples’ organs were being stolen and harvested in local hospitals and the recent murder at the airport for something drug-related-while i silently prayed a litany of ave maria’s that we’d get home to our babies.)
but back to the song.
it did make me think a lot about my cousins who were killed in the last few years. such tragic. untimely deaths.
the trial for olivia is starting this month. i type her name because people don’t often want to say the name of a victim of a violent crime. they are afraid of the painful memories it evokes.
my family is going to need a lot of prayer. murder is one of those things that leaves a bad taste in your mouth. it affects you in a way like you never imagined and healing and forgiveness only comes with the grace of God.
up since 6 am i am tired.
i had to leave the house for a number of errands out-of-town. one of which took me to the big mall. i hate big malls. for various reasons. the annoying music. bright flashing lights and army of mannequins in old navy being only a few.
but my favorite face-make up (one of my luxuries i afford myself). the only make-up that covers my freckles. and makes me feel slighty pretty is at that awful mall.
and so there i went. and there i waited way too long. only to come home and find out that it is available online.
i love shopping online. for various reasons. saving money by not having to buy a certain teenager a pair of shoes. some pants and shorts being just a few.
a certain teenager who is signing up for driver’s ed this week.
that is not frabjous.
so what little luxuries do you afford yourself, if and when you can?
we all have an achille’s heel.