After Monday and Tuesday even the calendar says W T F.

Wednesday: Keurig- Green Mountain Coffee, Fruit Bats Pandora station, Blogger = pre-work party.  Today is the 28th of September and the high in lovely ol' Fort Worth, Texas is 96. I am about to crank up my ac, throw on a sweater and brew some apple cider/ lose my marbles if it doesn't cool off soon. I am bursting at the seams to wear scarfs and caps and sweaters.
One thing that has to be said about the terrible drought this past summer is that we actually seem to have fall foliage, I will take what I can get.

In other news, I just finished a book called The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern. Brief summary, you ask? Sure. A travelling circus only works at night and always strikes its multitude of tents by daybreak. Its shows are truly amazing because real magic plays a large part. But it is also the arena around which two late 19th-century enchanters pitch their protégées against each other, in a contest that has to end in death for one of them.....and they may or may not fall in love with each other. Sounds a little dark and fabulous, well....it is. I recommend that you pick it up.

Unfortunately with the ending of another good book I am left with the age old debacle ....what should I read next? As always I am taking suggestions.....semi okay, mediocre books need not apply. I have a strict 100 pages rule, if I am not sold by the first 100 pages....it goes on the shelf potentially never to see the light of day again.


Happy Wednesday interwebz.

Sabbatical, schmattical ....

The month of self pity is officially ending and with it, my sabbatical from blogging. I feel really sorry for my fabulous boyfriend to have to put up with me, although he always does such a great job cheering me up....but some things you have to do for yourself. For the past month I have been sleeping more than I ever have, feeling stressed, sad, angry... hair turning grey and falling out etc....a general sense of wallowing.

Be gone with you.

After 6 months of a good friend of mine telling me how cool her "non-church", church was ...I finally was trapped and forced to go (being that I bailed on her birthday brunch to get my hair done for free, and because I was broke and had nothing to wear insert pity party here) and being that I could not bail twice on a good friend in one weekend. The long and short of it....she was not kidding, this place was magical.
On top of that, another dear friend of mine came over and we had a much needed heart to heart ....talking about the crappy things in life and working hard to try and remember all the wonderful things in life. 

I think that is the trick, you don't have to hold everything inside and keep all the rotten things to yourself. Pretending everything is fine, is the fastest way to wear yourself out. Sometimes things are shitty. That's okay.....but sometimes things are beautiful, and wonderful and fabulous....very rarely is life just one shade. Accept the junk, embrace the magical and actively seek joy.

ANECDOTAL NOTE: This conversation happened last night on the phone with my mom ...talking about how much we are both working as of late...

Mom: "I'm out there humping my ass all over town."
Me: "hahahhahahaha, I think you mean busting your hump."
Hysterical laughing ensued.