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By darwin Date: 2006 Dec 20 Comment on this Work [[2006.12.20.17.43.2636]] |
| this time of year bites. the big one. because you are running around chasing, your ass your head, your hope that somehow you will catch that spirit. that crazy spirit in the cookies, the baked goods, santas hat at the mall. but it's not there. and you get worn out hoping that somewhere in the hustle you forget that you were hustled along with everyone else into believing that spatulas save the world. and somewhere between spatulas, and spritz and priority mail to texas i forgot to tell you that i love you. and that you can sit on your ass as long as you want to and play final fantasy till your digits fall off. i just want want to be the house frau. the one who will come home, cook dinner, clean the house, then fall over because she did what a woman is supposed. but somehow i become that frau. i become some woman needs to do everything right and perfect the art of icing cookies, that i eat too many of while baking. and it sucks. so in case i don't tell you for a couple days, i love you. |