I’m supposed to be starting the Great Summer/Winter Clothes Change Over of 2012 and rousting us all to work in the garden and do other long neglected tasks. But I’d much rather lie here and fritter away my life reading snippets of things on the internet and petting the dog. The dog, as can be noted by just looking at him, is a poodle of some variety and wishes to be held or to sit on you all the time.... Read more
There once were six children all whiningIn spite of their mother’s insane cryingThat they should all stopBefore she went popDissolving into a vague gray shadow of herself……….. I’ve had this stupid non limerick stuck in my head for two years and I can’t finish it or make it into anything. It just rattles around there in the back of my mind. But its a little bit better than Elphine’s terrible mother’s day poem. Poppies are red.Marigolds are orange.Mothers are sweet.And... Read more
We are fast approaching the green season of Ordinary Time in the church year. The garden will grow, vegetables, flowers and weeds together. I will eventually get summer clothes out of bins and sweaters put away. We will slack off school for a couple of months. The boys will wear short sleeved shirts to church. A lot of Sundays it will seem sparse because it everyone is out of town. And our days will race by so quickly by the... Read more
I hope you’ll are bustling about getting ready to honor your mothers in a serious and heartfelt way through the weekend. I, of course, am deeply grateful to my own mother for being willing to have me. And to Matt’s for being willing to have him. And so, to show my deep appreciation and love, here is a little weekend present. Happy Mother’s Day! Read more
Somehow every single one of us have contracted varying levels of a cold. Nobody wants to touch the baby because of all the snot. And I seem to have mislaid my ….what is that part of the body that you try to think about stuff with? Can’t remember. But it doesn’t matter because we have a dog!–a small fairly ugly but very cute lap dog. Basically we found him on a local ebay listing. The person who gave/sold him to... Read more
Last night a tiny baby squirrel was discovered chirping and freaking out in our back yard. There were about 10 kids back there playing and shouting and banging sticks together when they noticed him dancing along the ground under the hedge crying for help and comfort. Fortunately my friend held the hoard at bay. I wandered out to inquire about the commotion and the poor baby ran straight up to me, climbed into my hand, tucked his head into my... Read more
gomme a gaine, en horreur, taie. “Queen, Queen, arouse the rabble Who use their girdles, horrors, as pillow slips.” It looks to be another long day of rain. The corner of that hedge cutting into the gray sky makes me think about maybe gazing at the brick wall of the church instead. But probably not. Those bricks seem to go on for miles and miles and miles. Told Matt yesterday it’s what I imagine a prison wall might look like.... Read more
Alouicious can’t find his binder with his writing assignment in it. And he’s hungry. Very very very hungry. He keeps flopping himself over on me and gazing soulfully and manipulatively into my eyes and then when I ignore him he gently whines that he is hungry and he can’t find his binder. Marigold is putting all my makeup on, singing and trying to open a bottle of perfume.Why can’t she sleep past 5? Why? Why? Why? Matt has been up... Read more
Phew. What a weekend.Matt talked to the Mormons on Saturday evening. I desperately cleaned the house and put laundry away. Yesterday Matt got up at 4 and I got up at 5 and we both worked solidly through until 9:30 when we fell asleep with all the lights and computers on. All of that to say that these two cats lying here sleeping as if they had been working hard at whatever it is they do all day and night... Read more
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