leopard bear.

Friday

leopard bear.

Good morning Friday, and to the peak of the sun~ The circular shape made of wooden parts chimes in Friday*
The days of week have unhurriedly passed. At Monday's birth, I was seated on the lowest bench, stretched in trails of restlessness, and ten toes wrinkled in cold waters. As morning awakens Friday, I'm teeth bent with a whimsical smile... Alas! I am untangled from my burdens.

Chewing bubble gum-- and hoping the weekend brings peaceful gatherings.

The week has been gorged with image-bending, wit-sapping, anatomy-straining school work, doctor visits, dentist visits, and a shortness in day dreaming. To begin the narrative of my week, I will tell you about cavities, cupcakes and tooth-fillings.

For the past two months I've been enduring the aches of a bad tooth. The once porcelain-toned enamel suddenly grew into coal. Then one day, I was living routine. Parked on the couch while snacking on animal crackers. As I bit into the hippopotamus, there was a sharp texture. My tooth had chipped. Now there was a cavern making a home inside of my tooth, and a sensitivity to cold water to boot.
Without further dreaming for better days, I visited the dentist. Yesterday, my filling took place. This was my first cavity, and a visit to the dentist is an uncommon adventure. Although, believe me, I'm a tooth brusher..
( hair brusher? That's another narrative. . . .)
Anyways, a warning was given, a pinch for the needle, but I didn't feel a thing. All I felt was a rumbling belly as I watched cupcake wars on the food network. The dentist drilled through my bad tooth while composing alien sounds with alien instruments. All while I was attached to red velvet cupcakes soaked in caramel. Television's glued to the roof while the dentist fixes my teeth. A blessing combination.

The second chapter to my narrative begins with a new tongue, and a new belly. On Monday, along with the restlessness, the cavern, and the preparation for school exams, I embarked on a new diet. Gluten free. This means no wheat, no barely, no rye. Gluten free meals are composed of almond flours, brown rice, soy, and anything with the exclamation "gluten free" Since Monday, I've made three trips to organic markets, and health food stores. Stocking up on brown rice pasta's, cinnamon apple waffles, vanilla & chocolate almond milk, cranberries, pizzas, seasonings, and chocolate wafers. My breakfasts, lunches, munches, and dinners are filled with palatable food.

This morning I ate banana oatmeal spiced with cinnamon, sprinkled with white sugars, splashed with vanilla milk. Highly pleasing to the senses.

My reasoning for embarking on gluten free digestion is because of the chronic belly aches. Everyday, for the past three years, I've went to bed with hellish sensations and awoke with a cursed stomach. A week of gluten free, and I'm already feeling a desirable appetite, and preferred belly feelings.

For dinner, it's won ton soup.

Tonight it's a day trip to Vietnam, in the form of vermicelli and won ton soup. Then as dusk begins, I will find myself in a local music house, grooving and fluttering to the old country sounds. "Oh it is good afar to roam, and seek adventure in strange lands. Yet oh, so good the coming home, the velvet love of little hands"

As life's handed me sour lemons, I've been abroad from the blog. Now that my mind is settled, and my task list has shriveled. I am freer to blog postings, and email-sending. The blog once named http://flyingakite.blogspot.com is now www.amyflyingakite.com. I am thrilled to have a domain, and I hope you update your link lists !!      In the next few weeks flyingakite will be welcoming giveaways, guest bloggers, inspirational postings, along with outfit photographs and daily musings.

These photographs were taken last Saturday. I began the day eating oatmeal and fruit at Denny's with my sugary-coated friend KD. We spent the daylight hours train-hopping, bus-jumping, and shuffling through the city's transportation.   As we were traveling on foot through the downtown, we spotted a church dressed in antique stone. Of course, a flawless theme for outfit photographs.

The day was spent galloping through sunny speech and frosty clouds. As hours passed, we were welcomed by the the evening's rise. With the dark of sky, me and KD seated ourselves in a local pub sipping flower water*gin.