When I'm home from work, I have no time to blog.
When I'm in work, it's surreptitiously done with guilt.
When the weekends roll around, we cram it all in.
This past one, we visited my mom who just turned 82.
The kids went a little crazy - candy out in candy dishes.
Luca Brazi sleeps with the swedish fishes.
Before we went a callin'
We went sledding in a park so picturesque.
It seemed it was the only place to be if you were stuck in the city.
We came home to hot cocoa and black and white cookies.
Life is good indeed.
This is not a poem, this is not verse, it's just some blog rambling strung together like a quilted purse. Stream of consciousness.
I'm on a mini art buying kick. This artist is an Etsy artist that I found through DESIGN*SPONGE'S GUEST BLOG. His name is Harry Stooshinoff and he's from Canada. His paintings are little vignettes from life there. The first painting in the beginning of the post is called Winter Side Street and the one directly above is called At The Forest Homestead. Take a look.
Wow, I haven't posted in a week. Wasn't for lack of trying. Okay, work tomorrow so time to get some beauty rest.
Nice to be back, the place was getting a bit dusty.