My Navel is Clean

from http://www.gloomies.com/



I fear my tongue in cheek post was misinterpreted yesterday.

I was happy!

I was smiling!

I just wasn't feeling 'Valentine's Day'. 

It's a very mood driven holiday for me - sometimes I care, sometimes I don't.

Unlike Christmas, Thanksgiving and Labor Day - which must be celebrated with reverence and joy every year whether you are feeling it or not.

I wrestled with that post all the live long day yesterday.

I don't like being misunderstood.

I must announce this, and announce it now.

I'm a real live flesh and blood person.

That's really me in that picture.

Yes, I'm fabulous, and I wear an apron and have dewy skin and live in a wonderful old farmhouse with pretty gardens and fluffy chickens.

But I'm real.

And there are days I hurt.

And there are days I'm blah.

And there are days that I'm lazy and down right ugly.

I didn't make my bed Sunday.

And I contradict myself and I make no sense and I make stupid decisions.

And I type run on fragmented sentences that would make my high school English teacher cringe.

I'm not photoshopped or airbrushed.

I'm not a 'blog only the good parts' kinda blogger.

So there we have that.

With all of that said - yes - I've been angsty.

Yes - I've been sad.

Yes.

Yes, I've been listening to sad songs and conjuring up tears.

I chose not to push it away with seed catalogs and lattes, but to examine it.

Why? Cause I'm human.  And I like talking about my feelings, ad nauseum.

And I like starting sentences with and.

I've chosen to look at a couple of losses that I feel I've experienced in the last few months.

And, that's OK.

For every ounce of 'outgoingness' in me, or silliness, there's just the same amount of 'introspectiveness'.

I think I'm making up words.

Good news is, my belly button's all clean.

I'm done navel gazing.

I'm going to share those two things with you this week.

After you read them - you'll say with your best Yiddish accent - 'oy, for those problems!'

I'm also planning a bread video tutorial - if my hair cooperates.

Every man, woman, girl and boy should know how to make a decent loaf of bread.

Remember the 'Ask the Coop Keeper'?

I plum forgot about it and haven't answered quite a few of the questions you asked.

I leave you with this today.

In every frustration, there is a seed of opportunity.

Ralph Marston