back from the scent of the Earth, into the scent of the Sea

And I can't decide which one I like better. A tough choice when the scent of the sea is intertwined with earthly smells too. But the smells on a small biodynamic family farm are different than those on the overly producing sorts. You know, the kinds where the animals live, eat, bathe, slaughter in their own shit. The farms that shouldn't even be called farms where most people eat from, even those uber conscious ones like meself.
But yesterday, I harvested veggies, hung around animals, and stargazed wishing my habits will be more open to establishing better eating styles before I become two then three and four.

Can barely wait

For a few things..
In a few hours I will be leaving these scummy city streets headed up North to a farm. Yes a real farm, with goats and sheep that have been sheared and billows of straw and stars oh the stars. And get this, tomorrow morning is harvest day. I will be putting my hands in the dirt, plucking fresh food from the earth. Rising early and working hard, just like the way it should be done. I am going to post pictures here, on my beloved and probably on the bastard son too.
Next? The Pixies are doing a reunion tour and I was lucky enough to get a general admission ticket. And why is this concert going to be so spectacular? They are playing Doolittle in it's entirety! If only they would throw in Come On Pilgrim along with it. Never satisfied American am I.

famous eleven last words

If I hadn't been raised a Daughter Of God, I may be able to write those words down here. But since I stand for truth and righteousness, and they all contain profanities, I am choosing not to publish them. Besides, the only reason I'm posting something is that I feel pressured since I link this blog on my facebook account. Is that a sign FB is overpowering the freaktothefunk?
How could that be? Stand tall steady typing finger, free flowing words, and raunchy English. This is fancy ham.

Happy Birthday Fran

I wish this wouldn't be happening but it is. I am posting more on facebook than here on my beloved. Perhaps I'll reserve this space for the lengthy paragraphs and leave the bastard network for one armed sentences.
Big day for me yesterday and I'll tell you all about it now. Remember the relationship I left last November and then had to return to (forget the numerous times in the past) to help him mend his stab wounds in January? Ya the relationship I wrote about in the past, the one that started off as an infidel and dragged on a mere six years. Well I'm out of there again, once and for all. You mark my words dear dead grandma on the day of your birth, I shall never get involved with that glorious human being again.
I got me a room in a house that is undergoing remodeling, it's a great tiny space with a huge window that I can watch the clouds and fog race by. And for my window shade there is a surprisingly looking healthy city tree that covers just enough so I can be naked while the laptop warms the breasts.

since I'm in therapy and all

Due to my current relationship situation I asked my father if he ever regretted being so cordial with his x wife, my mother, enabling him to meet other females and basically get on with his life. His answer somewhat shocked me in it's utmost honest and simplicity "I never think about that, that was years ago." Is this what happens when you've reached the golden years? Never to think about the past, sounds good to me!!

doc says

I should focus on the goal of graduate school. What else am I going to do, get another waitress job (for which I have an interview today)? It's great advice really, and oh so true seeing as how I have a terrible habit of going all over the place and never coming back again. So from now on I shall focus on graduate school, aint no thing but to do it. Knuckle down buckle down do it do it do it, right Roger Miller?

Must remember..

Stay out of ones head. There are so many other things going on around you, like, hello your mother got her doctorate today! That is huge, HUGE!! Congrats Ma and may all my useless depressive episodes be put to rest. Did you ever wear braces mother?

the inspiration, it flows like the water defrosting my pork chop

I don't know if it's because of the two I am loved comments, or the amount of fresh air I've been hiking through but dammit this day has been good! First off, can I tell you how cute my dog is? She is sprawled out once again and you can see every ripple in her body. I want to go buy her a girlie collar with my last twenty dollars. Now that is love. Secondly, it feels good to get jobs and even better to maybe get even better jobs. Let's keep our fingers crossed for a beautiful restaurant with an open air feel to it. And even more hopeful is a new place I may have found to live. And lastly, the idea to do my own care giving gig. I want to get magnets that read Shannons Senior Services yada yada and attach them to my truck. I know I would do well in Marin, but I've got to take the first steps. Business cards with my face on them soon to come. I got the catchy slogan already, for those in need count on me indeed. Imagine internet scammers take it right away from me. Better act fast!! So much going on yet so single it's sad.

only Gloria says it aloud

As a woman enters the elevator in her apartment complex she is very friendly, introducing herself to the new tenant all smiles and how do you dos. Right as the woman steps out of the shaft, she turns to me with her hand up to her mouth and proclaims 'fuck em all!'