|julie selected the dress for me online. i tried to make it work and weather appropriate.|
readers, it's hell out there. eleven degrees, air like pea soup--my eyes, ears, throat, chest and nose are itching, burning and watering. and i'm not sick. people who don't live here think that the worst thing about living here is the mormons. it's definitely not. the people who do live here will tell you: it's the very air you breathe. we're trying to get by until wednesday, when a storm will hopefully clean out the muck. pray for us.
so with all the heavy, cold air out there, i awoke feeling, as aretha says, "so uninspired," with no idea what to wear. this is what i came up with. i'm not saying that it's the most amazing outfit in the world, but this: you haven't beaten me into submission yet, soul sucking pollution. i'm standing, and i'm wearing an outfit, complete with earrings, cowboy boots, and lipstick.
one more thing: i'm really inspired by julie's specific goals for writing this week. i hope she won't mind if i copy her and put this week's writing goals down for bloggerly accountability:
1) write X and Y poems for gentian.
2) make copy edits in gentian document (i've already done the edits by hand)
3) print out draft of complete edited gentian manuscript to bring to writer's group on thursday.
(i've had a goal to do these three things for months now. let's see if putting it on the blog motivates me to get it done this week.)
anyone else out there have goals for the week?