forty.five.

ho-hum.
i like the word grey.
i like what it makes me think of.
grey.
grey.
grey.
grey looks like blankets and books and train rides.
it looks like baking and movies and reading old journals.
grey sounds like norah jones and jon foreman and john mayer and soundtracks.
grey feels like a big sweater and a big hug and freshly painted toenails.
grey looks like your eyes when they are soft and sleepy.
it tastes like cookie dough and croissants with jelly.
grey.
[not gray.
that's completely different.]

there is this complicated balance between
respect
&
honesty.
being vulnerable
&
being guarded.
that's what i'm thinking of lately.
how to find that balance.
perhaps i complicate it too much.
over-analyze and second guess.
simplicity is key.
[it always is.]

had a splendid time in michigan with friends and family.
i love michigan.
i failed at the pit spitting contest
and the egg toss contest
and the dune jumping [face plant].
i rocked at eating a boomchunka ice cream sundae.
and i rocked the sundress.
[i love a good sundress.]
[or 27 good sundresses.]
there are not many things better than the quaint towns and interesting people you will find in michigan.
michigan also has killer coffee shops that make good blueberry lemon scones.
you know what else i love?
tim allen talking about michigan.
every time those commercials come on the radio i turn them up as loud as my favorite song.

ho hum.
must go and help my father finish a piece of artwork.
wish me luck.

-christina

p.s. i didn't know that you could "add gadgets" to your blogger profile. there are way too many. i got lost and decided not to add any. simplicity...