I’m experiencing some pretty nasty abdominal cramps and have the sharp scent of horseradish in my nose. Me worry?

The grass is always greener on the other side of the electric fence.

by the light of tonight’s full moon
a robin sings, the crickets rest
fallen nectar smears ‘neath the windshield wiper
trade heels for a midsummer’s dress

hopping over the neighbor’s fence
breathe in for the first
fall’s trip on leaves
i might even whistle a good morning to you
as early as dusk peeks o’er the trees

Art called me. Funny, I thought I’d scared him off right and proper. It warms my heart a bit to realize there are men out there that will date a pregnant woman, and his interest, while it puzzles me, is sincere. I have, however, no design on involvments at this time, my plate being too full for anything more than dinner.

I’ve only told a few people that I’m expecting. I find that holding one’s tongue holds in what is truly precious; the act of spreading news quickly dissolves its potency. As she is sacred, she is kept close.

I bit into the fragrant flesh and savored its promised sweetness - until I happened upon the rotten core, that is. Such is life.

I have found a name for my wee one. It is divinity.

I arrived at my destination and undressed. Slowly. First, my blouse. Next, my jeans. I lingered a while in my undies, purusing the CD collection. Drug of choice: Prince.

The bass kicked in first. Then the synthesizer. I moved slowly to the undercurrent and let the rest wash over me. Removing the last article of clothing I fell into a trance, impelled by the pure desire of motion. Skin on skin, twisting and turning, falling and rising, the sweat bead met the floor board until I finally felt clean.

More than a release, dance for me is life enraptured.

Solitude. A short walk or perhaps a DVD to pass the time.

There are plenty of places to go and people to visit.

Why, tonight I am going over to my sister's in-law's house for dinner, although I was asked by both Mom and A not to attend. Reason: these people are evidently judgmental and may not like that I am pregnant and unmarried. Ha, I quipped, then they probably won't appreciate the fact that this child's father lives in Australia, huh? How about I bring in the broken rubber and my empty bc pill packet as evidence that I'm not completely inadequate as a "proper" woman. No? Yeah, pretty circumstantial.

Hey, before that mess I have another date with destiny. I am going to visit Tina this afternoon. She was just fired yesterday, and the story goes like this: I had a great job, but I got pregnant and sick at the same time and recommended my friend Tina to take over while I was on maternity leave. Thing was, no one wanted "sicky" back when the time rolled around and I ended up losing my position to her. So, I come back to this business after months in Africa just to be their receptionist only to watch my friend get fired and then be taken aside twenty minutes later - Sunshine, we really missed you and would love to have you back on our team. Are you fucking kidding me with this shit?! Now, Tina is quite upset, and I, as a friend and smart woman (burned once), cannot take this position even though I love the work and it makes the best sense financially.

Alone is lookin' good, baby. Perhaps I may drive out to Marfa and catch some cosmic rays.