I'm a Mother of 3, ages 12, 14 & 16. I write about my take on marriage, parenting, stuff I make, and compulsively post my Finger Lakes photos (along with whatever else spits in my eye). I'm also busy freaking out about my new adventure; completing a psychology degree.
I have a confession to make regarding a certain small obsession I've harbored for six years or so. There are only a few select visitor...
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Normalcy ~ Blow Up Doll Ad ~ & Cake
It must be a crime to crave normal. Because I keep getting punished for it.
Abstract, strange, twists of fate collect in my life faster than an old woman can collect dollar store porcelain. Not only unexpected but… warped in a fashion not unlike “what could have beens” but without the hint of euphemism.
I would not be surprised tomorrow to see an alien vessel land on the road in front of me. And they would be vicious, of course vicious.
It’s good to be a colorful individual. I really do believe that. I simply, simply crave a little normal. As I look around I see many other people have it. I crave normal.