this morning i woke up feelin brand new

i jumped up feeling my highs/and my lows/ and my goals/ in my soul (c) Talib

sometimes getting up is motivation. just waking up to something good and happy can make all the difference in how your day goes. good an happy can be whatever you make it. it can be the song that went off as an alarm or a refreshing phone call. it can be the way the sunlight enters your room or the satisfaction from a nigh of tranquil sleep.

there are no stars in LA. that always makes me sad. i went to my sister's place in Lancaster for the weekend and that's always the first thing i notice. no matter how many times i drive there, i'm shocked by the realization of the absense of clear skies in LA. my sister stayys about 90 mins north and the difference is astounding. when you walk outside at night her skies are a rich blue and filled with specks of bright white. in LA, the skies are nearly black in the evening and i can count the stars on one hand. driving out of LA is incredibly humbling and peaceful. you are surrounded by mountain on all sides and the earth is lighted by the the many stars above. i alwas feel an intense awareness of my smallness.

i had my first colonic on saturday. my sister and i went to a place in santa clarita.... and yeah, it was interesting. the woman who performed it was rather comforting. we talked about vegetarianism and she recommended a few products to try. i mean... this woman has a real skill. she's talking to you and making you feel comfrtable as she adjusts this tube in your ass. there are so many toxins and parasites in the colon. it helps to have it cleaned out regularly.... i should stop right now before i start grossing folks out.

there was beef this weekend too. my sister and her mother-in-law got into it. the short version? liz (mother-in-law) promised 2 of the kids they could stay at her house for the weekend. she decided that she would rotate her time with them b/ce 4 of them were too much for her to handle at once. on friday my brother-in-law calls to find out when she's coming to get them and she totally renegs. he's pissed. she comes sunday to pick-up kiarra only. i'm babysitting while the parents are at the gym and i tell her she has to wait until the get home before taking her. poor christohper keeps asking why he can't come. after all, she promised that she'd take both of them. a few mins later... ken and raicine (my sis) get home and i go outside to tell them what's going on. they are both pissed before they get int he door. liz starts acting as if she's doing them a favor. ken is telling her she's not taking anyone and then rai goes off. she tells liz to get the fuck out of her house. actually, she referred to liz as a fat bitch.... and then liz wanted to fight. ken and i break it up and he starts pushing liz and her 13 year old, ashley, out of the house. liz punches him in the jaw. she leaves and rai and ken start fighting b/c she overreated. i grab the kids and we bounce for a few hours. i come back and play doctor phil for a couple of hours. i go home and all is peaceful again..... yeah, that was the short version.

so my sunday was shot. i mean, i did take my niece and 3 nephews for icecream and to the park but i didn't get my oil changed and i didn't see any movies... on top of that, i lost my earring. i love that set of earrings and now i only have one left... da fuck am i going to do with one earring?!