The Graveyard Again

Visited the graveyard once more today. This time I actually tried conversing with a cat, something I have never ever attempted before. I was just feeling so peaceful and ready to talk with cats. I wound up telling it my name and that the pieces of grass I had in my hand didn't smell like the buttercups I had picked earlier. It looked at me with genuinely bored yellow eyes and finally left.

~Emily

P.S. In case any of you were wondering, I had not been drinking. In fact I have never drunk at all in my fifteen years.

Lauren's Hope

I don't think anybody's going to need it. But by the chance someone does ...

http://laurenshope.com

I was just visiting their website for the first time in ages.

I love them.

~Emily

Chocolate for Mother's Day

My mother got a box of chocolates from me this morning for Mother's Day, since I decided not to take the earrings way out, which is the easy way out. Her birthday is pretty close to Mother's Day anyway, so she's got lots of pairs of earrings from the past fifteen years of having a daughter who was never very good at gift-giving. But part of that is just guilt -- I don't really like to give material things just because it never feels right to me. But I'm not crafty either, and can never churn out a story or poem at the last minute.

But I'm sure she'll like her chocolates.

A very happy Mother's Day to all of my readers!

~Emily