Bitterness Sown

A girl who was sad and forlorn,
Cupped her hands ore the heart that was torn,
She protected it well,
As her countenance fell,
And her life traded flower for thorn.

I’m on a sad kick I guess. This one is depressing too. Maybe I don’t know I’m depressed. Is that possible?

I’m sitting in a room that is GLOWING from the sunshine beaming on orange leaves outside my window. How in the world could I be depressed? I’m sure I’m not. It’s just easier to write sad than funny. There’s a lot more material out there. I wonder how many words there are for sad in comparison to funny? I’ll bet funny is well outnumbered.

Oh so much to tell and once again, I’m looking at a full day of getting ready for more full days. Dad and a friend of his are planning to make their way down here tomorrow, so I need to make sure at least some of my house is clean. I’m usually not overly picky when dad comes. He loves me even though there is dust on my mantle. But since he’s bringing a friend, I feel the need to take it up a notch or two.

I have neglected the blog some this week, but hope to remedy that soon. I have a lot of pictures to share and fun things to talk about, nothing outlandish mind you, just simple every day fun. I did update Owen’s blog (twice) yesterday if any of you are interested. I also updated the “Distaff Side” blog although it’s a post from July. I had written it and was unable to post it because of a problem with the HTML. I finally got it straightened out yesterday evening. I hope to get that blog up and running more consistently again.

So…I’m off to clean and clean and clean. FUN!