Where are you now.

I have nothing intelligible to say. Nothing at all, in fact. But my husband's out and I feel the common thread to write. I'm pretty sure the word thread is used incorrectly in that sentence, but I'm enjoying it. In fact, while we're talking, I think I'll steal one of my husband's Yuengling Lagers. I hope you don't mind. It's that kind of night.

I'm just sitting, waiting. Listening to music. Have you ever heard of Sharon Van Etten? Or Grooveshark? First, google Grooveshark. Then, play Sharon. It's brilliant really. I highly recommend "Serpents." In high school and in college, I used to play music often. And now, for some reason, I don't. Maybe it's our interests. Maybe it's because my husband isn't really a fan of mellow women belting out their soulful lyrics. Not to blame. But for whatever reason, I only apparently play this music when he's away. But you know, I'm okay with that too. Tonight is a Sharon + Yuengling night. It's a little sad and a little happy too. Because really, who knows where we're headed.

It's kind of like my computer freezing, and not allowing me to make any changes, except that the music continues to play...
"It's okay to feel
Everything is real
Nothing left to steal
Cause we're alright
We're alright"

I told a friend tonight, I view my life as a science experiment, and it's true. Who knows if we're doing any of this right? Oh sure, the religious people will look toward God for guidance. And I too, will not discount that, even though I don't get dressed in my Sunday's best. But in the end, we're still trying to observe and absorb everything. To make sense of it all. And to come up with our next best steps. Watch for the signs. The coincidences that don't quite add up. Those ah-hah moments, that are just too ironically placed. I'd say about 80% of what happens to you, can't be explained. Or isn't in your control. But the 20%, pay attention. It's happening to you and everyone around you. Go with it. Wisely. That's my oh-so scientific advise.

On a rilli random note, can I just say that it's becoming eerie how much I can pick out a Virgo in the crowd?

Oh yeah, and I'm really enjoying my new friends. Even if they do take up all of my time.

And Clinique. I'm kind of obsessed. I used to be  superior - Lancome, Estee Lauder, etc. All nonsense. Back to the basics, they could sell me. Who doesn't love an old fashioned bar of soap? You literally cannot go wrong. And because, in the blogosphere, you always need a photo (yes, I'm mocking this fact).... For you, here I go, my little gopies. Yeah, that's right. I just called you a gopie. Get used to it. Gopie.
Ps. I love you.


1 comment:

  1. I like what you said about life being a science experiment -- so true. And yes, there is definitely something about getting back to the basics, even in a bar of soap. :)


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