Belated

 When you forget your friends' birthdays... you spend a little extra time on their birthday card to distract them from the lateness.

Such a Stork

Unfortunately for my (sadly non-existing) sleep schedule, my mind focuses on a strange story as the clock strikes midnight...

It's a bit rough, so maybe just a draft, and this is only the beginning of the tale.  I want to draw out all the illustrations, but it's nearly 3:00am now and my tea hasn't worked enough magic on me and I'm drifting off (to put it mildly).  But I've gained a little peace of mind this night.  Although I just lost it again since I can't think of a clever way to end this post.

Glad He's Hare

Though excited Seth was home from college, I had trouble staying awake tonight as we all sat around the table talking.  At a few points my eyes were closing with exhaustion and I couldn't even hear what anyone was saying.  When I finally tuned back into the conversation, they were going on and on about Seth's arm hair.  Or someone's arm hair.  I guess I just figured it was Seth's.  Then we talked about many other things.  Then we finally went to bed.  Then everyone else went to bed, and I stayed awake to draw this because... I don't know why.  Well, because all I could think about was Seth's arm hair.

Sisters Found Something to Do 3

(On our way to the forest I was expressing some of my "problems.")
Olivia: "You'll survive."

Perhaps a little unfeeling, but I found her reply extremely more interesting than average sympathy...

There is a lot of beauty and wildness to explore in this world, and surviving sounds amazing right now.  

And a heart in a wild, tangled mess is still an incredible treasure.

"You're Back?"

"Didn't you graduate?"  "Why are you here?"  People were a little surprised to see me at Houghton suddenly.  I told some of them, with a smile, that I just came for a visit.  I told others I came to watch the soccer games and glaze the ceramics I made a year ago.  I think I accidentally responded a few times with "I don't know..."

I wasn't able to catch up with everyone at college, or anyone really.  Many people I didn't even see.  But a few impromptu meals with good friends and the quick hugs and even the passing "hey!"s were much better than nothing.  And I'll have to make another trip back up to fetch those ceramics after they've been fired...

My glazed creations as I left them, bravely awaiting the flames of the kiln.  Meanwhile, thanks to a ride from my friend Erin, I was able to visit my grandmother in Buffalo before I came home.  We went out to a coffee shop and the three of us chatted and laughed over funny stories.  Grandmother and I shared a plate of tiramisu french toast.

By the way, if you are ever in East Aurora, The Taste coffee shop is my favorite place and you should go there.  Everything is delicious and the people are super nice.  They'll only give you the Frankenstein Monster waiting card if its the last one they have, and they'll look you in the eyes and beg you not to take it personally.

Alphabet Shmalphabet

What a nice idea it was.

Alas, I was distracted.  Forgot all about the alphabet project.  Here are the 10 that WERE accomplished (positivity, yay).  Yes, they are in order.  Hm.  You probably can't tell why they match with their letter.  But they do, trust me.  I'll tell you the first three.  Abandoned house, beard, cottontail rabbit.

I definitely need to figure out better ways to focu 

Sisters Found Something to Do 2

Conversations during our walk:

Me: "Come look at this log!"

Olivia: "It looks like every other log."

And she was right!!!  All the logs were covered in glorious fungus.

Me: "Didn't I used to be normal once?"

Olivia: "No one's normal."

Me: "If everyone's weird, what do you call people who are a little extra weird?"

Olivia: "Well, there's unique."

Me: "We're not all unique?"

Olivia: "Or not afraid to be yourself."

Me: "I'm very afraid to be myself."

"..."

Olivia: "I like you just the way you are."