EPIC FAIL THROWOUT!!

So as I sit here on an overtime shift it hits me.....DAMN I forgot to post on Thursday!!! SOSO SORRY!!! WOW!! I cant believe I forgot :( I hope you all will forgive me. I checked and saw that several people checked my page that night, and yet I failed. I may have to set an alarm on my phone.

Well, only one person commented on my post from last week, so Eric, if you would be so kind as to message me your e-mail address on facebook I will get you your gift card. I have been working on my Concept, basically because that is what has been holding my interest as of late. I jump around with my in progress work a lot, because if i hit a rut on one, there is always another direction I can steer myself in. So this weeks post is another excerpt from that work in progress.. hope you enjoy!!

Concept:

 

I awake to the smell of taco meat and cilantro permeating my senses. I follow my nose into the kitchen where I find a scene similar to the one from this morning. Brad is bouncing Corey on his knee, the toddler giggling wildly, holding on to Brad’s Hockey jersey for dear life, as he plays rodeo with him. Jesse is studiously mixing, what looks like guacamole, in a bowl across the room.

“Smells Great!” I say in a singsong voice, as I pull out a chair and sit down next to Brad and the baby. I look up at the clock and notice that it’s almost six pm. I have overslept, and for the first time since his mother died failed to make supper. My heart sinks a little as I take in the spread that sits on the table in front of me. I am grateful for the meal, but at the same time feel like I am imposing Jesse’s generosity.

“I bought groceries. It looks like there wasn’t anything here that wasn’t canned or boxed, so I thought I would take over cooking for a while, relieve some of the burden. I hope that is okay.” Jesse asks tentatively. I can see in her eyes that she is looking for approval. In order to save her feelings I decide that I can surrender those duties to her for the time being. I smile and nod at her and rub my stomach as I scope out the feast before me.
 
Well nothing special there..sorry for the wait for something so anticlimactic but this is all i have at the moment..next week will be better I promise!!!!!

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  1. UnknownApril 14, 2014 at 5:07 PM

    Your voice is clear in this small piece of a life that has fallen apart.

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    1. UnknownApril 15, 2014 at 8:27 PM

      Thanks for reading :) its awesome to have new readers. I appreciate your feedback!

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