Day 2 of no voice. It’s starting to get really irritating. Pete took Audrey to the store so I could catch a quick break, and I sat outside to read. It is so beautiful out, and there were no bugs.

After about 15 minutes, the neighbor kid rode his bike into the yard and told me he saw a bear.
“Where?” I whispered.
“Right there, right in your yard, earlier today.” Then he rode off.

I sat and read for 10 minutes more, then the crows started going bananas, and I was thinking how our backyard was like a tiny section of a nature show. Only then did I remember about the bear, and how it could be in my yard, like, right now. I tried to relax and enjoy being outside, and reading, and no one was trying to make me talk, but suddenly I couldn’t. Suddenly I couldn’t stop thinking about a bear sneaking up on me, as if that is what bears do, typically. In reality, if a black bear ended up in my yard, and I was there, it would leave, or ignore me, and then that would be sort of cool. Unless you startle it, especially if it has cubs, I think. And that is when I know I am lost, and should just give up and go inside, where it is only just sort of okay, and not really beautiful. I hate you, Anxious Brain. You are a giant bummer.

because I am going to watch this one minute angst-fest like 40 more times today.

Audrey is in the backyard, in her kiddie pool.

First she yells, I AM ATHENA!

Then, “I AM POSEIDON, KING OF THE SEA!”

Then I added dish soap.

1. I bought a new hand soap (Trader Joe’s French Orange Blossom Honey) and it smells so yummy I extra love to wash my hands. Makes going pee just that much more better.

2. Got complimented on my New Moon bag by a couple of 13 year olds at the park, so yeah, suck on that, haters.

This life is not what I could have predicted for myself, not ever. It’s good, though.

Little insight into my brain:
Reading a Reuters headline that says, “HP to cut 3000 jobs”, my brain said: “The Harry Potter franchise employs more than 3000 people?”

Yep. That’s…uh…yep. That’s what my brain does.

holy god, I am –sort of– on FaceBook now.

Come and talk to me. I don’t know about facebook, and it is big and scary. I think I might get stabbed. But I will risk a severe stabbing to bring you the fabulousness that is the Liberal Oasis Radio Show. Dudes, I am available on iTunes. I think I need a tshirt for that, don’t you?