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OKAY.
I get it.
My posts lately have been a little less than happy — I ADMIT IT.

But really. When the world seems to be covered in apocalyptic snow — and everyone is talking about it, isn’t it hard to look at the bright side? Not to mention the craziness going on in Cairo, which — is one of those places that we all sort of slide to the edge of our seats about… I mean really — if you haven’t SEEN the pyramids, DON’T YOU WANT TO?!? And YES – that statement is beyond selfish given the “state of political unrest”… I mean – I have no grasp AT ALL about what daily life is like in Egypt — and NO — I don’t really want to find out… But when you turn on the news to see men racing into violent protest — ON CAMEL BACK — you have to stop and ask yourself… “Self, was that a CAMEL?!” and then really think about the world… if only for a few seconds… the world, which is in constant turmoil — and without pointing fingers or getting all political or religious… depressingly angry all the time. You only have to dwell for a few seconds before turning back to your own life which is quietly humming along….

So while I sit here, swimming in happiness that can only be defined as “a state of mind or feeling characterized by contentment, love, satisfaction, pleasure, or joy” (thanks Wikipedia) there are a few instances when I try to get all blogger creative with my posts — like yesterday — which resulted in Cali suggesting a bubble bath (yummy!) and Elly suggesting a ukulele (only if it comes with a Elly handmade carrying case, suck it Martha indeed.), others asking if I was alright and a dear artist friend took me aside to wax poetic on creative inspiration and the lack thereof (AHEM!)… My point was missed, but that’s okay. I would also like to thank the many that emailed pomegranate offers after the failed fruit salad debacle… I would have accepted, but the urge went as fast as it appeared… the Mango alone, however, was delicious.

And while I’m here… many thanks to the friends that sent cheer, CHOCOLATES and (double blink) gifts over the holidays. Then there are numerous family members that we have yet to thank for the lovely presents… including this little number from Aunt Nan & Family which has us all singing the 80′s Rock Me Amadeus until we fall down giggling with silliness…

Because, you see, it doesn’t take much to make us happy..

And while we are going away for a few days to another cold area of the tri-state, I intend to return to this blog refreshed and ready to stop acting like some weird vagued out head case that can’t think past the next ten minutes… Next Wednesday’s Word — OBLIVIOUS.

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TUMULT: /ˈt(y)o͞oˌməlt/Noun
1. A loud, confused noise, esp. one caused by a large mass of people.
2. Confusion or disorder.

Useful Phrase: The tumult of daily life.

Household Clutter. Really Annoyed 3 year old. Weather Weather Weather. People Talking about the Weather. Road Trip Planning around the Weather. Me complaining about the Weather. Reading 2 Books at Once. Egypt. Jobless. Big Love. Modern Family. Really Pregnant. Social Media Blues. Ciao Bella Gelato Mint Leaf Chocolate Chip. Not Leaving the House. Egg-free Popovers. New Dalí Museum. 2 Degrees of Separation. Baby’s Room. Punxsutawney Phil. Already Behind on Google Reader. Garden Planning. Really Greasy Grilled Cheese. Ice Rain. Laundry. Taxes. No Set Schedule. Finally Dressed. Back to making lists. Planning for the Unknown. I could go on for Days. Not so Tumultuous. It’s All Relative.

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How are you?

I’ve been thinking about our conversation — about how you think that Picasso wasn’t really a bad guy, he just had commitment issues, and I really have to disagree with your juxtaposition on the Tiger Woods matter — but you are entitled to your opinion. Is it at all possible that the Olympics have gone to your well frosted head? Too much up close and personal?  Or are you just intimidated by Z-Germans? Because although they are undeniably günter höhne, I suspect they might be all talk and no show. But that’s just me.

You know what else IS me? Closing one company and opening another in a span of three weeks… with a 2 year old sitting on my lap, while I design logos with one eye and bake dairy and egg free chocolate cupcakes with the other. Literally. And, as I look out the window I see glops of white starting to mix in with the monsoon. With one office half moved out and the other half moved in and décor resources beginning to haunt. Because Martha I am not, and I’m kinda happy about that. But what about you, Cupcake?

Enough about me. Let’s talk about you.

How was your trip to Egypt and your journey to the center of the earth? Was it anything like the movie? And what did you and The Queen talk about? Did you dazzle her with your experience as Gordon Sumner’s Sommelier… The Peace keeping battle where you carried Bono to the sidelines in what you panicked to be near death–only to realize that it was nothing but a drunken stupor? Or did you just go on and on about America’s Next Top Model like you usually do? You really should allow yourself to take credit for all that you have accomplished… I mean you are only 20 minutes old — and I know this is just touching on half of the story.

There was the time that Lloyd Dobler stood in the rain in anguish over his broken heart… gripping his pen? One can only assume. But, dear Cupcake, the point of my letter is getting lost in the fodder of “where are we now”? Because to come full circle would require more than a burning flag, James Joyce and the Easter Bunny. No. We need something much stronger and more organized… Something to inject life into the icing on top… Something with promise and compassion… Something for completion… with texture. Beyond all cause, and hold off the guard…before I start to make sense… Because, we need sprinkles.   

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