Noises to see and colors that sound. Voices from nowhere and yet so profound. Naming of colors and places that just can't be found. I'm in a rainbow.

Is it just me or does the world seem a little bit judgemental these days? I find myself living among the overly critical, and it's got me down. I went to the nurse practioner and she suggested that I try a new medicine. It's ok, but it's not wonderful.

My birthday came and went, but it was certainly not uneventful. Hubby had a candle basket delivered to the office and I rounded up in the usual gift booty of stuff in a container (this time a crate) from Jean. This year the stuff included a half-burnt candle shoved into a Jones soda bottle, a cow with a broken leg, a spanish lession on a vinyl 33 rpm record and ancient potato masher from the 1950s. Only Jean could get away with cleaning out some of her junk and calling it a birthday gift. Oh and the gang from the office took me out to lunch and my dad took me out to dinner on Sunday to celebrate. I was also serenaded in birthday fashion by Jean, her daughter Jaimee, her son Josh and Jaimee's exboyfriend, Eric. Actually the singing idea was Eric's and he was on the telephone, so Jaimee switched it to speakerphone and everyone in Jean's living room joined in. It was very funny. Honestly, I am quite lucky to live near such wonderful people!

Now I have to clean uo the yard which is not so wonderful. These leaves and acorns falling everywhere are messy. Then I run over the acorns with the car which proves to be even more messy. Keeping up a yard is almost as bad as the laundry and pumping gas because none of it ever seems to go away.