Poor and beautiful

 I would rather be poor and beautiful than rich and ugly.  It is not so much the beauty as it is the money.  Just because I am poor does not mean I will always be poor.  Learning along the way how to juggle life and all of its challenges I can prevail and one day not have to live pay check to pay check.  The beauty part is least important, personally I think even if I was what one would consider beautiful, being the person I am, I would still be able to find something I don't like about myself. 

Combination

A combination of the bright colors and the reptiles brings me back to my last trip to Mexico.  When I close my eyes I can picture myself in Mexico in the art museum filled with similar art work as the blue feather.  If I concentrate hard enough I can smell the salt from the ocean and the sand between my toes.  Though the art work brings me back vacations in Mexico, it is not something I would hang in my living room.

Board Games

My daughter has kind of ruined me on board games.  She wants to play board games all of the time.  The trouble with board games is they are either loud or have missing pieces that mysteriously end up under the bed and eventually get vacuumed up.  The only ones I do enjoy playing are the adult ones.  I usually end up playing at least one game of Yahtzee every weekend, which I end up loosing to my ten year old every time.  I quit playing her memory game a long time ago.  I don't know if I have ever really won a memory game against my daughter.  Now that I have a one year old, that sticks everything in his mouth I am anti board game.  I see a board game an imminently think choking hazard.  Maybe one day many years from now I can learn to love board games again.

In My Opinion

When I was told that for an assignment I was going to be blogging, I was imminently turned off.  Right away I started to find reasons why I wouldn't like it.  It was an difficult for me to be pushed out of my comfort zone and open up to people I did not know.  I guess I am a little hard to warm up to maybe even a little stand offish.  So opening up the door for strangers to know me on a personal level and have the opportunity to respond to my blog post left me feeling uneasy.  I did not want to blog, and even if I did I did not want someone whom I did not know giving me there opinion.
 After a very slow start and much scepticism, I was shocked when I began blogging for the fun of it.  I could not believe I was actually enjoying blogging.  I had done a complete 360 from where I had started. On a positive note, I would say that blogging helped my stress level.  Just like writing in a journal, except with spell check.  Though I did not post all of my blogs, many still remain drafts and probably always will.  It was nice to get things off of my chest.  I believe that the most important exercise that I learned form that had the most positive effect on my writing and helped me with my blogging was a blind free writing exercise.  This shoved me in to free writing the right way. 
I also enjoyed blogging in class, given one word and blogging about it.  Just the thought of  how many different ways one word can mean for different people was exciting.  I thought it was helpful having in class discussions on what we had blogged to get a feel for other opinions.  This opened me up to ideas I had not thought of, that in turn helped me broaden my horizon concerning my thought process.  I completely dropped the ball on blogging everyday.  Not so much impossible to blog daily as it was to post what I was blogging about.
My biggest weakness was making my post the expected length.  For me it was much easier for me to just simply state rather than to stretch something out to what I think as being too far.  In conclusion I had a very positive and meaning full experience and there were so many new things learned from this assignment.  My experience blogging experience is as follows; be more open minded, trust you teachers, go out of my comfort zone, appreciate constructive criticism and last but not least blog until you cant blog any more.   

Blue Fether

The blue feather with white half circle edging and a perfect white tip looking as if you could dip it in ink and write a story about feathers with it.  As the unique feather falls gracefully from the sky, slow and delicately wiping around in circles casting a feather like shadow against the fabric with vibrant rainbow like stripes.  Just before coming to rest, staying just in side the circle of three very different lizards.

Art

The art work on Ms. A's page reminds me of Mexico.  The bright vibrant colors bring many memories of trips to Mexico.  When I look at the art work I wonder if the fat yellow one ate the colorful striped ones lunch.  Maybe the Yellow one is older and is lazy.  To me the green lizard looks a little frightened, realizing he might be whats for  lunch.  The blue feather falling from the sky tells me that a hungry bird is going to have lizards for lunch.  I also look at the art work as a western top with lizard pendant.  Not really my forte though the detail in the lizards are appreciated.  I appreciate all  art even if its not my taste.

Green

Green is my favorite color.  I like it in all of it's different hues.  The grass green is a happy feeling for me, it makes me think of things like summer and money.  Bright green makes me feel energetic, young and calm.  Dark greens Put me in the holiday spirit with the feeling of warm fuzzes.  Even the antic greens like avocado brings be fond child hood memories, with thoughts of retro kitchens and Velvet couches.  I do have quite a bit of green in my house, though it is not overwhelming.  Just a splash of it here and there, enough to brighten up a boring room with a little color.  When I walk in my house, my green things welcome me home and make my boring house a tad bit more interesting.  Green is my happy color.