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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Yesterday



started out being a sorta strange day. Possibly because of the opossum, which was gone by the time we got back home. My daughter and I had our hair done with of course Daniel who always goes where we go. I am now red with streaks of blonde; my daughter is dark with streaks of violet. Change for the fall colors. We then went to my favorite store "Green Pergola" (www.greenpergola.com) and chatted with Greg, one of the owners who makes the homemade soap. He conjured up my tea also today - "Fruit Cocktail with cream strawberry & coconut". It is absolutely, relaxingly delicious. Greg now has a "soap bar". He has his many different large bars of soap on a counter along with the cutter, weigher, bags, and labels. You cut your own soap, then weigh it, then place it in bag, and label it. Beth absolutely loved this! We purchased goat's milk & honey, orange patcholi, and revive.

Before stopping at Green Pergola, we went to El Okay Corral for lunch. Beth's favorite restaurant, although it is in Mt. Juliet, and not a place either of us enjoy visiting. The food was good.

Also stopped at Wal-Mart for a few things. When we arrived home, a lady came knocking on my door. She told me she had been by earlier and picked one of my pears and wanted to let me know that, plus, asked if she could pick more. She said my pears were absolutely delicious. She went home and came back with her basket. A very sweet lady.

Later, we (me + 3 teenagers) left to go to store. Road was blocked up the street due to a man being shot 3 times. We went around. A few weeks ago, on my way home from work, a dead man laid at a service station as I drove by. Anyway, I got wine, the teenagers got koolaide.

Finally, made our way home again. As the night calmed down, I began painting. Was trying to paint what I had been asked to paint. It would not come the way she envisioned it. Instead, it came through my own vision.

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