Molly Goatwax

A new day

Weepy and fearful after the tumult, Hubby tells me not to be so glum. He reminded me how much we've dealt with so far. And there's a snow storm in the forecast.

Back on the Job Market

It's time to polish up the ol' resume and start firing it off again!

just a spoonfull

of spinach. I will not suggest as to what it may "go round".  I think it's tasty, though.

stress

It was bound to happen. Something had to give. Better I bite off the fingernails than take up smoking again...

just another day

blooby bloobly blabbity blah

On my way to the paper store

I saw that the tree in front of the yarn store was wearing a snappy looking sweater.

What a goofy town.

the corner watering hole dog

Even though most days I feel that my concealing make-up just isn't doing its job, negotiating the most recent shifts in my life have been rewarding. I am processing mortgages again and it's different andmore challenging in this changing economic landscape. With the increasing sunlight-which dazzles sleepy eyes-and the short commute after, the mornings afford a nice walk over the babbling brook to the back of our younger daughter's school. The other day a large hairy dog was standing in the middle of the icy stepping stones across the stream, slurping and splashing, gulping away to his greedy heart's content. He loves cold water. I have seen him spend half an hour fishing for his rag ball. We waited a minute or so, but the dog had no intention of letting us by. The twelve year old, in front, scolded the dog by name and moved to lead him aside when she fell in the water. Even though Stoney Run is shallow and wasn't moving quickly enough to carry her off, being half wet in 20 degree weather is no fun. How we dag-nabbed the dog to perdition as we trotted across the frosty field! This morning we didn't see the dog but chose a less slippery way across, anyway. I got home in time for another cuppa joe and a cookie before heading off to work.

In Response

There's a lot of memes going around the social utilities, so many that they have been subject to satire. I got tagged by more of you than I can name, with more questions than I can answer, so. Lets get selective. My hair is blonde by barlight, but grey in the sun and I am wearing a pink shirt with black goats I printed on it. When I was a child, the Beatles released "Sgt. Pepper" and my world was never the same. Neither is yours. I have slogged my way through a lot of Jane Austin and Thomas Hardy's Tess of the D'Urbervilles depressed me so much, I read it to the end looking for some break in the descent to hell, but no. I gave up great literature forever. That's really no spoiler, you wouldn't have read it anyway. It's not like that story about the long lost twin who had to have been an imposter because his brother killed him to begin with, right? And have you seen the ad that claims Madonna has the skin off a teenager? Dag! She's fierce!

Back to the Dickey Board

It was unsettling to have skipped a year, not just for me, but for those people who don't get any other attention on that special day. Last night I found myself gluing Japanese papers onto 4 inch squares.

Its not as if she didn't love me

The owner of the gallery where I've been showing my prints has decided to close it and work from home. I'm surprised only by how long she's hung in there, given the state of the economy. I must go pick up those that remain before she changes her window sign for further discounts.