I'm sure that I have a prior post entitled Monkey Mind and since I was born in the year of the monkey, it could be the 3rd time. I've ignored all of the Blogging for Dummies tips and given my post a stupid title. Again.
Not only do I have absolutely nothing to say but something inside of me is urgently whispering that you probably don't want to hear about the trazillion ideas, fleeting thoughts, whims, plans, ephermeral images (ad nauseum) that are flitting through my head these days.
For instance, (just one, I swear) nearly-weds and I went to the craft store to find teeny frames for the table numbers for the wedding. Nevermind the fact that we had decided months ago that the tables won't have numbers, they'll have COLORS!!!!! Somehow we managed to arrive back home with no frames but lovely little birdhouses that we painted. I still don't know where the table numbers are going. Apparently we do need them because our colors are very complicated (eg.: grayed purple with a touch of gold) and someone may be color-blind.
I can't seem to let a single whim go these days.
There are at least 14 pieces of stitching that I'm working on. I need at least two (or three) complete for a deadline.
I am writing in the morning pages again. Spilling, as they say.
And so it goes. It may be spotty over here for the next month. My mind is full. Here's where I want to be:
I love you guys! You are all awesome. And PS? Typepad is making some mysterious changes. My responses to your comments are sometimes going into my spam folder over there. Whatever that means. Off to chase my own tail. Posted in Unruly Posts category because I've whimsically decided to put it there.