Another birthday come and gone, and I have to say...I'm feeling it.
I'm behind and out of order in my postings and all my other projects. This is merely an attempt to catch up. There was no epiphany this year-
no crustiness, either.
But, I do notice that I'm forgetting song lyrics from the eighties (a blessing in disguise?) and I have serious memory gaps about the plot lines of books I read in high school. My husband and I now split meals in restaurants (a waiter's dream table) at 5pm and I have to be reminded about everything by my children or I'll forget (But, really, our family calendar looks like a scientist's brainstorming.) I also still make mad searches through the house for my keys at the last minute, but I figure as long as I don't start conversations with "Time was..." or "Ehh?" I've still got it.
(white trash targets, 365 day 7)
(crafty clutter, day 12)
(slice, day 14)