When I finished at the thriftstores ,I found it was 5:30,rush hour! I decided to take a detour back home and stay off the highway for a bit.I cut through a town called Grand Prairie,I had not been to this town in quite a while.I headed through the main street(oddly called Main Street) on my way back to Dallas.
...and your sense of smell is immediately assaulted as the scent of boiling taco meat almost knocks you over!
In my college days muy philosophizing was spent in this dining room....but only if I did not have rehearsal in the evening,because I ABSOLUTELY refused to smell of burritos!
A classic JDP moment of horror occurred when ,after feasting on burritos,my girlfreind and I decided to shop in one of the fun little whole in the wall establishments surrounding Don Juan's. I walked in and the shop lady rather loudly sniffed the air and declared...(read with broad Texas accent)"You smell like a big fat juicy hamburger,makes me hungry".I still shudder at the thought of the very idea of the smell wafting off of me igniting someones appetite....but what shall I do with all these Asian themed goodies?
In a new house I might have a special room all to myself to let rip with whatever whimsy and theme I had a passing fancy for.
For the present time there is no new house.3 amazing offers on our house and all 3 fell through for random reasons having nothing to do with our house.Crazy times.So ,what does the future hold?
Is it time for me to let go?
My mind travels back in time to a couple of Christmases before I was married.My husband,then my boyfriend gave me this framed Ty Wilson print.I think it is safe to admit here almost seventeen years later,at that time in our lives ,I wanted more from the relationship than he did. There was something in this print that struck a cord with me.Beyond the obvious physical resemblance we both shared with the 2 drawn figures(he,square jaw/me,massive curls),it was their actions that intrigued me.Do you see how her affection is completely present and "in his face" shall we say?Well yeah,that was definitely me....but look whats behind his back.Dozens of beautiful roses . It was as though he had a secret that even he did not yet know ,about the magic he was going to bring into my life!
Does the art work we choose for our home subliminally give ourselves away?
You haven't seen me around lately because I haven't been myself. I like to blog when I am joyous and creating. Lately that has not been me.I do not know whether we will move or stay put. That uncertainty has most definitely been the most present factor in my life,and yet there is so much more magic to come for my little family,that I cannot yet see!With this hopeful thought I will try to be more present at least in Bloglandia!