Utah Valley Sunset Rainstorm

Fat Mommas

I am coming to the realization that pregnant women can get hilariously large.

Waking Up

Are you familiar with those nights where you've slept in the exact same position all night? No turning over, no getting up to use the bathroom, no flailing about, etc? My recent (ill-advised and idiotic) promise to start blogging again feels a lot like trying to wake up from what has amounted to a rock-solid sleep....only worse. There is a certain groggy contentedness that comes after such a restful sleep, yet the mental sleep from which I now attempt to rouse myself feels like I took benadryl right before I let someone hit me over the head with a frying pan who then gave me an alarming amount of horse tranquilizer and threw me into a giant bed in a pitch-black, soundless room. Sleeping beauty was in the room next to me. After she woke up she knocked on my door, though after receiving no answer she left and had a full and beautiful life and ultimately passed away and I still hadn't woken up. Imagine trying to wake up from that and you'll get a sense of what it's like for me to write creatively again. I spend all day designing things to very literal and non-creative-nor-humorous standards. It'll take a bit of work to wake up fully, but this post is the equivalent of me sitting up in bed.

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http://www.sweet-juniper.com/2010/10/part-kid-part-machine-all-cop.html

That is the web address for a link that I embedded in my last post. I think a big part of me taking such a long break from blogging is because NO ONE commented on how awesome that link was. The only comment was from my mother who didn't actually click on the link and was therefore very confused. Click on the link to see a little kid dressed up as ROBOCOP. It will brighten your day for sure.