Monday, September 14th, 2009
Oh lookee here. A lonely blog that no one updates. Mostly I just don’t relate to it anymore. It started when I lived (sorta) and worked in the city. Now neither of those are true. One nervous breakdown later and now I live in the middle of freakin’ nowhere, play humble servant and domestic diva to three skinny dogs, two fat cats, and two juvenile man-children. The only vestiges of city life that remain are my love for vintage fashion, leopard prints, dancing and designer shoes. Evolution of a bloggess!
As such, the blog should really be called “Jenn: Intergalactic Princess, Domestic Diva, Rural Fashionista, Glamorous Naturalist, Political Muse, Salsa Wannabe, and Generally, All-around Fabulous Girl (FG). I’ll have to see if Beth the Web Goddess can fit that on the banner. I can make great jewelry, and give advice on anything to anyone but myself.
For example. One of the morning shows today ran a segment wherein the point was that olive oil is good for your hair if you have frizzy flyaways, which I do. So I added a little EVOO to the morning routine. When I was done, I felt like I was missing some essential ingredients, like garlic and sun-dried tomatoes. Decidedly my hair is NOT frizzy, but I do smell like an Italian bistro, and I’m attracting white-aproned waiters with bottles of red wine.
According to my Nervous Breakdown doctor, I need to view the world more holistically. Observe the world around me and process the details. Today I took Skinny Dog #2 (aka Tara) and we went for a nature walk. We observed a Very Angry Stellar’s Jay, three garter snakes and a badly groomed standard poodle. The real zen from the walk came from picking snow berries and stomping on them. I used to do this as a kid, and it’s still fun. They make a quite satisfying noise when they pop underfoot. Nature’s bubble wrap.
September 14th, 2009 at 5:51 pm
And you didn’t bring the skull back for me?
September 14th, 2009 at 5:55 pm
I can go get it – I suppose it could be a cat. Hard to tell.