Trophy wife + recent breeder + step-monster + low-brow "artist" + former Pussyfoot Girl + pal-for-life + ruler of Castle Grayskull + trouble maker + serial blogger + rock-n-roller + stalker + wit slinger + Ms. Pac-Man champ + complete klutz + young professional + partial mermaid + sarcastic skunk + perpetual teenager + celebrity in my own mind + total Veronica.
Monday, May 24, 2010
We had found sacred ground.
Last night, I sprawled out in the grass in our backyard while the dogs played. I listened to my headphones and sang to them. It was breezey and warm and every once in awhile, Santo would come lay beside me. There was nothing beyond my headphones, the unconditional love of my dogs, and my yard. For those few hours, I had blocked out life.