Beneath the appearance of clever Mercury now in your fun-loving sign, something may be awry as the winged messenger anxiously aspects Jupiter and Pluto. But feeling sorry for yourself because you are arguing with your partner or you don't have romance in your life is a waste of energy. Happiness doesn't only come from finding someone and living out a fairy tale. Rather, it can be about your commitment to expressing your love, no matter what you receive in return.Or as Kurt so aptly put it:
We Do, Doodly Do
What We must, Muddily Must
Until We Bust, Bodily Bust
OK, I'm about ready to run out of here screaming. I am not made for this domestic stuff any more, thought it was behind me. Three meals a day? Bed changing and neatening up everything all day long? Cooking and then actually cleaning up the kitchen after all three meals every day- holy hell, that practically eats up the whole day. Fluffing pillows, walking the dog eight times a day, and the worst par is that I have to do all this to the background of Fox News. When I finally get enough and pleasantly ask for a change of station, I get opera at full blast.
I was so down and brainless the other day on my daily run to Whole Foods that for the very first time I bought (!) an InStyle magazine and I haven't even gotten beyond the advertisements yet. First of all I don't know any of the 'celebrities' they have featured, probably because they are all pre-pubescent and have more silicone than my mattress, second because they simply all look exactly alike. Today I think I will set myself a real taxing job of counting how many people I can find in it that are over 30---so I can TRUST somebody! And maybe by reading more (hold on, an oxymoron about to hit) in depth (hahaha) I will find out who these people are and exactly why they get to wear the good clothes. I think it's probably because they troop around in their Uggs and short-short jeans with ripped tee shirts and the designers take pity and lend them their fancy duds for them to throw up on while clubbing. Anything for that picture.
Like I said, I am down and brainless. Still knitting the coat, progress has slowed to a crawl because it's over 90 every day and having that wooly thing draped across me is not enticing me to do more work on it. Also, I am about out of yarn and am hoping my re-order comes through today- I figure 10 more skeins will do it, the original Japanese figuring of what is needed is way off. Of course their figuring was for a size 34 bust. OK, I am laughing out loud over that- I passed that mark before I needed a bra in 6th grade. I'll have TY take a picture of the thing on me so you see what I'm up against. It's 9 AM and I bet I can get him to take it by .... tick tock, tick tock... TOMORROW. Sigh.
I am being held prisoner by an invalid- send sugarless candy asap!
I was kidding about the candy- that sugarless stuff might taste like cheap candy, but it has lethal consequences if you eat more than one piece. Believe me, don't do it! This goes for sugarless cookies too. DO NOT eat them. You'll be sorrrrrrr-ie. Just sayin'.
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