in other stuffffs

Wednesday, 19 April 2006

I've only been posting about knitting lately so I thought it was time for other things. I've been struggling emotionally lately and can't really see an end in sight. But this is part of why I quit my job, so I could have the time and space to delve into all this crap… so it's a good thing, really. I sort of believe that…

gl 01I get my stitches out Thursday, that will help. I haven't been able to exercise because of these icky stitches in my lower leg.

Jeff and I did walk a bit at Greenlake on Sunday and it was a splendid springtime day: rainy/ sunny/ big dark clouds/ big puffy white clouds. Here's one photo I took but I can't seem to get wordpress to upload the others now. You can check 'em out at My Flickr.

The melanoma walkathon is coming up soon on May 6. So far, I've raised a bit more than half my goal thanks to my generous friends and family members!! Thanks all!! If anyone else wants to donate towards this important melanoma education and awareness, go here.

I've started going to Al-Anon for support. Still deciding what I think of it, but I think it's helpful already.

Also last night I started this cool class called Self-Discovery for Women through Creative Writing. It's taught by Pesha Joyce Gertler, who was recently elected Seattle's Poet Populist. Already on the first night, the class was funny, sad, interesting… Great community of women.

I'm into this new singer/songwriter called Joshua Radin. You can listen to some clips of his music on his website (click on Music). He's got this great mellow folksy sound and his lyrics are poetry:

Way down, in New York town
Thinking about the way she loved me
There's a hole in my pocket
That's about her size

I wish my car
Could drive to her tonight
Then I'd know everything
Is gonna be alright

The rain in New Orleans forgot to end
But the mouths of the people are dry
And we watch and wait
And do nothing but sigh
And hope everything
Is gonna turn alright
But I don't know
If it'll be alright

I'm digging a hole And the walls are caving in behind me
Air's getting thin
But I'm trying, I'm breathing.
Come find me.

It hasn't felt like this before
It hasn't felt like home before you.

Somehow
I'm leading someone else's life
I cut a star down with my knife
And right now I still see the way the moon
plays this tune though our night's died

Somehow
I'll make tonight our own
Show you every way I've grown
since I met you
And right now
I'll be the boy in your next song
I'll learn the parts and play along
If you let me

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One Response to “in other stuffffs”

  1. Tiffiny Says:

    Nice work on your blog Jenn!

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