The rain continues…I’m not tired of it, but I know many Coloroadoans are all hopped up with anxiety: Will we ever see the sun again? WILL WE? (Shaking the person next to them), COLORADO HAS 350 DAYS OF SUNSHINE A YEAR, DON’T YOU KNOW?!!!
Turns out the Cross Dresser was the scary, sketchy, border-line pedophile type. I’m so sad about this, I was really hoping he’d be one of those easy going, wife and kids, loves the feel of silk on his skin, type of cross-dresser. Needless to say his lewd comments and uncomfortable social nature has led us to ban him from the store…even though, tragically, the waistband on the shimmery tights he managed to find, did not work for him, (or his “cousin” as he kept assuring us they were for her). Appearantly they were so old, the lycra had worn out and snapped. I’ll send him his money back, but we’re not inviting HIM back.
I made granola over the weekend, it is delicious. I’ll post the recipe at some point.
Looking at photos on Kris and Johnny’s Blogs filled me with a sense of nostalgia, as I miss the NW so much. The rain in FC has really stirred my inner soul, and Josh and I have talked about moving as early as January. But, where do we move? Would it be foolish to pick up and plop down in Portland with hardly a job-lead in sight? Are there any opportunities for a recently graduated, CIS major and a dance and theater teacher? Is it possible to disentangle ourselves from this hot, dry, state with all its woes, Republicans, and feeble art grants that I’ve been lucky enough to snag?
Well, what do you think?