Only this one is in pencil
(Oh, I need some new inspiration)

Still just as cute and inviting as any mug ‘o tea or joe.
Only this one is in pencil
(Oh, I need some new inspiration)

Still just as cute and inviting as any mug ‘o tea or joe.

More Mush Mugs
Because it’s better than literally ANYTHING that’s going on in the world right now.
And I’m having some chai tea as we speak. Good day!
Pull up a cozy cup o’ mush
I do love a good cup of chai tea in the fall season. I feel like a chai tea would wear a scarf, it’s a delightful snuggly drink.


Although it’s no where near scarf weather here in Texas, every day is a chance to have a cozy cup o’ mush. A chance to create a small cup of joy, fill ‘er up, please!
Cheers! To cheer, now go create your own cup o’ mush!

Oh, the joys of repetition. And smiley, happy coffee!
The song Shiny Happy People by R.E.M pops into my head.
I hope your coffee sings to you this morning/night as it may be!

Look into your coffee mug before you take a sip this morning, or evening, and make sure you don’t miss a smile! It may be a delusion but it helps to be a little imaginative in a dark, dismal world.
Some might say you’re crazy, but they’re just sad they can’t see a friendly little coffee mug smile! Those people need it the most though…
Come on, whimsy your way into the work week.
I dare ya!

More photos of spider webs and the late sun touching the sides of trees …I just haven’t uploaded them yet, lazy I tell ya!
Actually, just preparing for back to school, crazy how it’s that time of year already! Summer ends… I’m not even the same person I was at the beginning of Summer. It’s funny how you’ll do some growing in almost every season…but still there is always the heartbreak of every ending, to a beginning. And I long to step back at the beginning of Summer and just soak it all back up again… Ugh but I’m ready for football season, fall nights, the promise of new growth. In myself and in my kids…
And here is August’s playlist.
I went with Woodstock type songs since it will the anniversary of Woodstock in August. Late ’60s songs. Late summer nights. Then my son’s birthday (the Beatles Birthday), then it would be my mom and Dad’s 50th anniversary if my dad were still alive, so I added a special song that reminds me of them. But mostly hippy songs, that summer of freedom and revolution…I hope I captured a bit of that. I’m still adding stuff…
Just let your freak flag fly, listen to the good old days, and take the pictures. The thing that gets me out of my house on the loneliest of days is my fanny pack, my camera and hitting the trails. I don’t care, it makes me happy.
Back to the UGHS of my life…

I think, therefore I UGH…
I am human, hear me UGH…
What expression explains so much about the state of the world? Ugh
What expression so deftly describes perpetual defeat? Ugh
What do I do when I can’t sleep? create scenarios, write them down, doodle faces screaming UGH
Then go to bed crying UGH
Or just stare into the black abysmal brew of coffee softly stirring the words UGH
Goodnight or Good morning… UGH

I imagine we all are just trying…
Don’t give up!
Here is July’s playlist on August 1st. This is probably because I needed to develop this one so much, to develop the wonderment in my life. I played July on repeat non-stop. And have more continuous momentum for August.
Perhaps by starting with the Moody Blues?
If you’ll notice I stuck with male vocalists throughout this playlist. Particularly from the UK, but Nick Cave had to go in!! mostly English and then the last song by the Guess Who I had to add Share the Land because who doesn’t want a world where we can all live together? A world where people are looking out for each other and genuinely care? I DO.
But this month I really just played Nick Cave nonstop. Which started in late June. The Ship Song and
People they ain’t no Good
People they ain’t no good live
I’m linking the videos of these songs. I don’t know why but the ship song makes me cry. It’s just beautiful.
Maybe Fridays will be music to listen to Fridays on the wee ol’ blog….noooo, why trap myself into a routine and expectations I will never fulfill. I get sidetracked and mostly lazy. But I’ll try. But for now monthly playlists.

So this week I did something out of my comfort zone, I fully emerged from the shell. I won’t give you the details! Nope, but I’m not really disappointed that I didn’t get the job (oh okay so it was an art teacher job for an elementary school). I am just surprised I even went for it…and bombed with my lack of experience and communication. I don’t know how to talk at all ..and I sound like a buffoon! It’s true. I couldn’t sleep because I kept replaying what I said…ugh it was embarrassing. No wonder I never got a call back…
It’s okay, back to my shell. Until I feel compelled again to be ambitious.
I can’t mask my awkward personality. It will not fly in a classroom. Students will see it as a weakness and run all over me. And I can see that’s exactly what this principle was thinking too.
Time to learn to be bold and brave and all that crap that you hear from motivational speakers.
Well, timing was not exactly right but I think the wheels are in motion. I didn’t die from humiliation and intimidation. And it’s sad to be this scared of people and life at this age of life. It really is …now to sulk and be a loser again.

Craptacular.


What is he reading? Books on where to find the best worms? That’s obvious.
A seedy romance about seeds? Hah! Perhaps!