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I have always admired wildflowers because they endure so much hardship and yet are simply stunning and beautiful in their understated way. To catch their brief bloom is one of the joys in life I cherish each year. They are delicate, yet hardy. Wildflowers represent the fleeting beauty of life that flourishes despite the overwhelming odds. They inspire me.

Bri was such a flower in my mind, in my heart. She inspired me. She still does. Be at peace, Bri. My sincerest condolences to her loved ones. I am so sorry.

Well, there weren’t any bears. Just Kitt. But there was porridge. There was beautiful, creamy, dreamy, rice pudding porridge. If Goldilocks had come across *this* porridge, Girlfriend would have been licking the bowls clean when The Bears came home.

mushy grains for brunch

I finally handed off the NaBloWriMo Traveling Masterpiece to Kitt this morning over brunch at Lucile’s in Boulder. I didn’t realize so many of the NaBloWriMos were in Colorado. Had a slight dilemma on my hands because I love savory food, but most of the savory items on the menu were drowned in Hollandaise, sausage gravy, or other artery-clogging goodness. I opted for the oatmeal, which was delightfully nutty, chewy, crunchy (you know, that chewy pop of good non-rolled oats), and fruity. I wanted to ask Kitt for a taste of her porridge, but cream/milk is mine enemy and it would have made for a horrible Rest of the Day as I had several errands to attend to in town.

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Jeremy spent a few hours researching the ballot initiatives for Colorado last night because he is a good and responsible citizen. There are a lot of initiatives on the ballot – the second highest number for Colorado ever. So he found a progressive reference site on the ballots which discusses the issues in detail, but also has short summaries that are pretty hilarious. My favorite summary is about ballot initiative 58 which increases state funding for higher education. The oil and gas industry is adamantly opposed to it:

Update: The No on 58 group claims that students will just waste this money on beer. The Oil & Gas companies would rather keep this money for hookers and blow.

Last week when I met with Manisha and Kitt for lunch, I took the traveling NaBloWriMo canvas home with me to add my bit of *creative artistry* before passing it along to Kitt. I don’t draw. I don’t paint. I didn’t even know how to use pastels (I had to look it up online). I consider it a huge victory if my drawings come out looking better than my nephew’s (when he was 6). Today I finally busted out the pastels, drew in my share, and then sprayed it with fixer. It’s ready for Kitt, now.

now you see why i prefer photography

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