Couch 198: All the Countries Couch

Had to google loveseat. Thankfully I didn't get anything inappropriate. Maybe I have my safe search filter on xD

I just realized my quarterly tax payment was due. Now I have to go out today to the post office.

Ah yes! Thank you.


I am going to use a loaf of bread h bought in the grocery store bakery the other day, it's too soft to cut for sandwiches it just smooshes (or I just need to sharpen my bread knife). Anyway it will make good bread pudding. I bought some coconut to put in it. Mmm.

I am taking a break! I straightened up the house and loaded the dishwasher, and started working on my poem rewrites for this week, the first one (the one I wrote from the conversations I eavesdropped on) I am completely 86'ing and starting over. And I'm really trying to put more of myself into it. It's hard. And I am drawing a parallel between my poetry and therapy. I put 'just enough' of myself in my poems that people sense where I am but can't see me because I'm hiding. I do that in therapy too and have forever. Open up "just enough" of myself to L that she knows where I'm at and where we need to go but... not enough that I ever get there. I am really glad I am taking this class.

But if the problem is you’re hiding from yourself, as you said last night, can you really reveal more of yourself to others?

I will say I’ve noticed in the poems of yours I’ve seen that you *talk* about emotions more than you show yourself *feeling* them. At least that is my impression.

Checking in: I returned from my scoring week on Monday. I scored about 1100 essays in 6 days. I'm still waiting for my dreams to return to normal. Thus far, my dreams have been about scoring essays. LOL! It was definitely a marathon for English teachers. I learned a great deal though. It also helped validate my own teaching. And the views were nice. I'd never been to Tampa; my hotel overlooked the water. Not a bad way to wind down every evening.

My husband and I are taking a week to go seem my dad and my sister. I have a feeling this will be the last time I see my dad. He's getting weaker, and since Mom's passing, he just hasn't been himself. I think he's just waiting. It's sad, but my sister and I understand. He's 88. Mom and Dad were married 65 years. He knew nothing else but his life with her and they were so very much in love.

My sister took Dad up to the cemetery last week; it was Mom's birthday. Dad has this tradition he has started. He sings "Let Me Call You Sweetheart, I'm in Love With You" to her at her graveside on her birthday and on their anniversary. So sweet and so heartbreaking. He's a lovely, gentle man.

No, I can't, and that's what I'm attempting to do in my rewrites - I am 'talking' to myself, if that makes sense? Coaxing myself out so to speak?

And you are right, @@ that's kinda what one of the other women said in her review, that instead of talking about the feelings from a particular conversation I overheard (for that one) I should maybe show how it impacted me (like you said, show myself actually feeling what I felt instead of just talking about it). And that goes along with what the first woman said in her review too.

Thank you.

Thanks! And thats my new wallpaper, if you dont mind, gorgeous!

This is why i never took my mom! Altho i could have left her in the cafeteria with the salmon and the roasted potatoes and the cinnamon rolls! Well, and

My sympathies. I kept getting woken up last night til the wee hours this morning by a party next door. I think they were playing a game. Some ahole kept going "one two three four..." very loud. Everybody in this city knows how to count, mfer. I kept yelling, "shaddup, shaddup, SHADDUP!!!" I was so mad that i didnt have my usual supply of gas!!

I think that might still be filtering yourself? Like, "I" is already a construct you have of yourself in your head, so anything you coax out might just be more of that "I."

Maybe try freewriting? Not necessarily for this poem, but just in general before composing anything.

If you can hear them they will be able to hear you...

I'd plan a few parties of my own, or just leave my music on really loud- but I'm petty like that.

Then they should SHADDUP!!!

From today's woo reading.

Tarrot Card 4: What is going for you » The Emperor
You are self-assured and more than capable of influencing people or events to achieve what you want. What's more, support and guidance from your father, husband/partner or another man of significance in your life is there for the asking. Make the most of your resources.

Card 5: What is going against you » Strength
Your negativity and lack of self-control are your real enemies .

That sounds like the ego stuff L was talking about the other day. Interesting.

I think I will try that. As I am stalled on my poem anyway.

There's always room for one more in my bed if you're sleepless in Seattle.



EDIT:Get it?! I'm in love with Tom Hanks and that is one of his moovies.

What snippets of conversation did you overhear from the store?

Im malingering in Milan

I thought one mangia'd in Milan?

Meet me halfway-ish in Newfoundland.

How Far is it Between Seattle, Wa Usa and Milan, Italy

Reading that last paragraph was sad and beautiful at the same time.

I'll be flounder... er, foundering in Newfoundland

@Lemoncake - That's one I really want to watch. Is it good?

I would say yes, but I'm biased.

It's about a boy trying to find someone for his father.