You may [or may not] have noticed that I am still Out to Lunch but here are a few shots of how I’m spending my time. I’d like to tell you I’m working on an important writing project but you’d probably know I was lying.
🙂 Hope everyone is having a fabulous July.
Thirty years ago.
Thanks for marrying me despite the orange hair and the stench of Long Island Tea. 😉
Happy Anniversary Mr. Hill!
P.S. Where is my floral shower curtain with the matching window dressings???
Have you ever wanted to take a really long break and just go somewhere quiet? Well then you should!
The last 365 days have been some of the saddest, most glorious, bittersweet and craziest days I have ever seen. I’m talking the bat-shit crazy kind of stuff people write books about.
Someone just handed me a Welcome to Planet Earth sign. Aww bless your heart. I have a sign too. 
… Seriously it is time for a little hiatus. I’ll be roaming somewhere between my garden and the ocean. If you see me say hey but please do not call the psych ward. I will only escape again. In the mean time I’ll try to post a picture or two [or ten] on Wednesdays. And by the way have a fabulous Memorial Day!
This was the first Teen Poetry Contest hosted by Forney Arts Council. I attended the awards held at Crumbzz European Bistro and I must say it was fabulous darling. So was the crumb cake.
The judges (those present) chatted and then each had a turn at the mic. I read The Essence of a Poet – or at least I think I did. Alan Birkelbach (2005 Texas Poet Laureate) read a random piece from his satchel and Neil Melillo (English Literature AP) gave a light speech to comfort/encourage the contestants.
The awards were presented by Tiffany Wyndham (Event Planner and Emcee extraordinaire) prior to the readings.
I listened as each budding poet recited their lines of thought and somewhere between the cracks and bravado it occurred to me once more, these are the voices of our future.
The Real Janna Hill in 