Monday, August 28, 2006
Another one of those pictures in which she is completely herself. You don't really know if she is going to burst into song or spit.
I'm finally caught up with Flickr after a few days, the dishes are done, and I'm headed up to watch a Six Feet Under. My mother watched two episodes with me last night and probably still hasn't recovered.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Like this one. Called God Is In. I tried to make a smooth little clickable music link, but, um, it didn't work. Click around his website, and maybe your computer will sing it for you. Try Some Houses, too. For some reason it makes me cry, mostly on the inside. You might know I'm not all goddy. I tried to get married without that word mentioned, but the guy up front forgot his script and God snuck in somewhere. God, whatever, something. I liked this.
God Is In
God is in the child's eyes, see them wide, wondrous, wise • God is in the rain and snow, and each snowflake: this we know • God is in the trees and air; the rocks, the birds, the bees, the bears • God is in the clouds above; God is in each act of love • God is in the oceans deep, some say God goes there to sleep • God is in the mountains high, whistling a lullaby • God is in the darkest woods, God is in your neighborhood • God is in a place that's near; sometimes it's just not so clear • God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in God is in your strangest pleasure; some say God is into leather • God is into body piercing; in your nipple, lip, and nose ring • God is in your new tattoo, in your scars and birthmarks too • God is in your brand new nose in your control top pantyhose • God is in the latest fad, except for bungee jumping -- thats dangerous and bad • God is in your cellular phone, God will not leave you alone • God is in the internet, wondering why you're not there yet • God is in Vogue, and Spin, and Rolling Stone cuz God is IN! God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in ....God is in .... God is in God is in the Christian house; bread and wine and holy cross • God is in the Jewish home; shalom chaverim, shalom • God is in the Muslim, Allah hu akbar salaam • God is in the Hindu way, jai bagwan! namaste • God is in those dancing Pagans, in each drop of perspiration • God is in the Wiccan coven; twelve plus one -- a perfect dozen! • God is in the Druid's song, that's why they go on so long • God is in the Buddhist's chair saying "don't just do something -- sit there!" • God is in the Vatican; God goes there for vacation • God is in the Quaker meeting, sleeping 'til they start the singing • God is in your guru; how do you spell that? "Gee, you - are - you" • God is in the atheist, saying "yeah, I don't exist" • God is in the flowing Tao, then and now and now and now • God is in the Rastaman; I and I and on and on • God is in the Moonie wedding; who gets who -- begin the betting • God is in the Hare Krishna, rub their heads and make a wish now • God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in God is in your bank account, sometimes juggling the amount • God is in your ATM, counting bills and stacking them • God is in your college fund, laughing cuz it's gone gone gone • God is in your IRA, adding interest every day • God is in your pocket change, your job is giving it to strangers • God is in the beggar's cup; sometimes God just fills it up • God is in the empty hand, spent it all on cheap Almaden; • God was in the S & L's but left, that's why they went to hell • God is in the Wal-Mart; greets you with a shopping cart • God is in your old jalopy, makes it go when it should not be • God is in the Greyhound bus, sitting in back, watching us • God is in 'tourist class,' on a frequent flyer pass • God is in the pilot light; dancing through the night • God is in the radio, Wolfman Jack told me so • God is in the microwave, unless you try to use something metal -- then the microwave is the devil; also don't microwave with plastic wrap cuz it forms molecular bonds with your food and turns your intestines into Tupperware • God is in your Tupperware, but not the lids so buy some spares • God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in .... God is in God is in the ozone layer; holier and holier • God is in the atom bomb, or at least the atom bomber's mom • God is in Chechnya, Sobrenica, Slovenica, Serbia, Bosnia, Herzegovia, Montana, Oklahoma • God is incredulous at all the stuff we do to us • God is inspired by those who fly and those who try • God is insatiable so sing and dance way past full • God is in you and me, someday God will help us see that • God is in love with love so live and love and that's enough • God is inside of you and all you don't and all you do • God is in your greatest doubt, the jury's out, the doctor's out, but • God is in, God is in, God is in your darkest sin, and out and in, and out and in, and God is in .... Goddess in .... God is Zen .... Got us in .... God is in
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
Saturday, August 19, 2006
I brought a few little sewing projects, but I haven't even managed to finish cross stitching a tiny little chicken. After that I'm making a backpack out of some too tiny Levi's of Ella's and stitching a flowery tablecloth and napkins for Ella's little table in the kitchen. I have this vision of a vintage "children's table" when she has friends over and also just to play with. She likes to set a pretty table. I'm looking for vintage juice cups with flowers; the table cloth and napkins are blues,greens, and yellows. Maybe some old Corelle flowery plates would work for children and have that fifties style.
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Today we met Alex and Max at "Biscuit" Park to play. His mama brought bread and they fed the ducks in the river. We had lunch and then played at their house...bug video, fish video, playdoh,tools and safety googles, t-ball, bike, tractor, and pedal car. Baby John was hypervenilating to get in the pedal car. I think he feels like a boy over there, so many wheels to spin and great toys to play with. None of that pink glitter and constant talk of princesses.
The other day I found him sitting in the closet floor with pink dance tights wrapped around his shoulders and a washcloth on his head for a hat.
Monday, August 14, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
dan zanes & friends
university of richmond modlin center for arts 28 w. hampton way, room t-107a richmond, va
804-289-8980, online & in person
Tickets on sale September 10, 2006 at 8:00pm. $12 per person.
We were thinking of an early dinner afterwards at the Thai Diner with singing and candles.
Shhhhhh, it is going to be a surprise, so don't tell Ella.
Cupcakes and Pinata monday after school at the Lark Lane Playground. 11:45.
Of course I think he sold out to Disney, but he has to pay for college too. He sold himself, but I don't think he sold out the music.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
She would take swimming lessons every day of the summer if we could. She has been looking forward to this week since last summer. After snorkling in the bathtub for a few weeks she is boldly dunking herself. Taking lessons with friends was especially fun for her.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Here he is one year ago tonight, ten pounds eleven ounces. He is walking and talking and always looking for Ella. His favorite toy is a giraffe on a string, and he loves beans and mashed potatoes. He doesn't ever sleep through the night, and he has seven and a half teeth. Remember the title of my weblog when I say he is most likely perfect.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Saturday, August 05, 2006
http://www.biol.vt.edu/greenhouse/amorphophallus-cam.htm Check out the webcam.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
In his middle age he enjoyed the run of a large yard and the companionship of a beagle named Teenie. I married and he got a running partner.He lived with two cats and was even known to give them a lick on the head every now and then. He flew to Portland with us and became an apartment dweller. He snapped at every smoker in the Park Blocks for a year or so. Ella was born and she would nap with her feet in his ear on the sofa. He knew how to take care of a baby. Walking him in the Portland rain became another story, and he flew back to the east coast. We sent him to the farm, but it really was a farm where he could run and live out his days chasing rabbits. That first farm was my brother's. They keep five or six dogs, and Slim just didn't run with the pack there. Then there was the incident with the mysteriously murdered poultry. He was later pardoned but was extradited to my mother's house.
He had some kind of spell about a year ago and hasn't been the same since. We think he was totally deaf, and he even hated to be brushed. Today he had another "spell", maybe a large stroke. My mother called the vet who wasn't availble until friday to euthanize him. Luckily, she lives in the remants of the country. Bill came over and shot the dog in the head and buried him. Sometimes you just don't know what a good neighbor will do for you. Now I've got to send him a thanks for shooting my dog in the head card. How's that for a Hallmark moment?
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Ditto on that Bratz toothbrush in my downstairs bathroom. My new strategy is to not vehemently reject these objects that appear in my house. I think that makes them more enticing to her. She prances in front of me in her Hello Kitty shirt asking me how much I like it. I'll say, "I like cats." Whatever happened to rainbows and unicorns and kittens?
My favorite group of the weekend was Appalachian Roots. Simple. Real. I also really appreciated a Isaac's "sawhammer" as he strummed along to a sweet song in the shed near the tents.
I downloaded seventy pictures yesterday, mostly of the children. My posts have been short, inversely proportional to the time that John spends napping these days. Mobility has it's price as well.