Starving Artist Ink.

okay…

so here goes.

du-du-duuuuuh.

a whole lot of nothing.

been in a funk. coming home from the states, missing my family. being sick. the darkness and dreary that just makes you want to sleep all day long. doesn't it? or is that just me… my natural instincts to hibernate. and grow hair on my legs. it's the right thing to do.

but under my dreary bleak little funk- i am so excited for so many things… christmas is coming up, and i'm just looking forward to the tree.. the lights. the cozy yum. filling the house with cinnamon. baking. a first fire. knitting and pulling it out again.  i'm looking forward to window shopping in galway. i don't need any extra windows, they're just always lovely to look at…

so  i decided i would get my ass out of bed, and go outside. a good excuse to get out of pajamas and put on a bra. (hush)
and then i over slept…. because it was soooo warm and cozy. and, like i said. hibernating.
and then… i was making excuses- because it would be dark soon (hi, it's pitch black at 4:30)

so i sucked it up. and went out… and i am SO glad that i did, because i met this little sweetheart

she came right up to me, and i scratched her, she nuzzled into me. and our souls whispered to each other for a bit.
my hands smell like horse. sigh.
i came home pink cheeked. missing her already- wanting to go down and brush her and feed her some sweet smelling oats, and put a saddle on her.

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meanwhile, i'm trying to paint. blaaah. i sketched out a whole bunch of stuff before we left for state side. i was really excited about it. and now… le funk. baaah. i'm going to leave it for a while. kind of feeling the pressure of holidays coming up and having to fulfil things and.. meh. i can't be arsed right now.

tra le la la. such an uplifting spirit when you come around these parts, i know… i'm soooo contagious with the goodies.

you know what is contagious though?

…germ carrying kids.

and also

sigh… that.

early morning painting, outside. under a warm sun. bed heads and pajamas. painting pumpkins, and then faces.
makes my heart swell up. no need to call the doctor, babies just do that to me- especially the curly fuzzy bed head thing.

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what are you excited for this holiday season? when do you put your tree up? i kind of want to do it now- but i think it's a little premature. (why does that word bother me? i'm refraining/restraining (uh?) myself from saying ejaculation after it. er…) are you already planning out your holiday dinner? i know i am. anyone wanna come over and make some cinnamon rolls for me? that would be wonderful. thanks so much, you are so sweet.

ew. i'm sorry. that was not the best way to end this.