Cherry Bomb: The Musical Stylings of my Darling Miranda
Yet another fun post about the girls, this time featuring Miranda Anne's rendition of The Runaway's classic hit Enjoy!! ~H Don't forget to visit our sponsors (to the right). They keep this site alive!
Let’s Visit: The KC Zoo
New pics up on Flickr. Check them out!! The trip was an interesting one, to be sure Mom & Mary met Jason, the girls and I at the zoo on Labor Day in the early afternoon. Once there, we went in, hit the Sea Lions, most of Australia, part of Africa and a bit of […]
The Great Hair Debacle
I’ve had a rough few days. Ok, a rough couple months, but the last week or so has been, shall we say, less than pleasant. Between allergic skin reactions, general meanness from people I trusted, being dumped (via text, I might add), a tremendously laughable arts fair and country music fest, and the odd insult, I […]
Piercing?
I can remember the day: I was 5 and we were going to the doctor for my immunizations and health check prior to the first day of school. I was soooo excited. Not because I was getting a shot, but because months prior my mother had promised the next time we went to the doctor, […]
Runner
I love to drive fast. Really fast …. 100 mph or more. The grey ghost and I blazing past everything that would hold us back, radio blaring, tires squealing, windows open … not bad for a wagon, eh Ahh, but she’s not just any wagon. She’s a 2003 Pontiac Vibe GT … the first one […]
Tattoo Torrent
Most of my life has been painted with longing … Always telling myself that I’d have all the things I wanted, go the places I wanted, do what I wanted … eventually … when I was older … when I was prettier … when I was better … Well, screw that! I AM OLDER, I […]
Where my head’s at most days …
Right Where It Belongsby Trent Reznor See the animal in his cage that you built, Are you sure what side you're on? Better not look him too closely in the eye, Are you sure what side of the glass you are on? See the safety of the life you have built, Everything where it belongs […]
Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Delight!
Last night, the girls and I decided it was time to make cookies … So, we pulled out the trusty Kitchenaid and got to work! Although the cookies were good, I was afraid we'd have no dough left for baking them as the girls were avid cookie dough eaters and had taken out quite a […]
I Can Think of Much Worse …
Dirtiest 4-Letter Word written by Naomi Shihab Nye The Dirtiest 4-Letter Word is "self" says the sign on a churchand I almost run off the road. What about Kill? Hate? Rape?Even "whip" sounds worse than "self" or might we trie "lies"? Now I remember whySunday School gave me a stomach ache.
In Memory of Dr. Seuss …
Because the girls love the story so much and because Miranda declared that she would not eat them, we decided to make green eggs and ham this morning (recipe follows).
A Burnout?
"It's really intense to discover your work doesn't matter to you anymore," he mourns. This quote, taken from a work entitled Slump in Naomi Shihab Nye's anthology Honeybee, seemingly sums up what I've been feeling for a while now.
Whose Silence Are You?
In Silenceby Thomas Merton (1915-1968) Be still.Listen to the stones of the wall.Be silent, they tryto speak your name.Listento the living walls.
Are You Breathing, Just a Little, and Calling it a Life?
Another poem I happened across and decided to share. Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches?by Mary Oliver (1935 – ??) Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches of other lives –tried to imagine what the crisp fringes, full of honey, hanging from the branches of the young […]
The Grapes of Wrath Have Not Yet Withered on the Vine …
So, I pulled out my trusty old copy of Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath and began reading (or re-reading, I guess … does it count if you were 8 when you read it the last time?) … As always, it was a heart breaking experience. On one hand you have the horrific circumstances that push […]
Live in the Layers …
A poem I stumbled across today and typed here for your reading pleasure … The Layersby Stanley Kunitz (1905-2006) I have walked through many lives,some of them my own,and I am not who I was,though some principle of beingabides, from which I strugglenot to stray.
I’m sick today …
I am sick today (for the 23rd day in a row). What a day to be sick. The weather's crappy, my throat is raw and all I can think of is just how much I don't want to be here.
