i'm very much in the mood for spring at the moment. especially because of the planned "travels of three kindred spirits" (i'm pretty sure that's the official name until someone imagines a better one). yes, we planned a trip for wisconsin in early april and i hoped for lovely 60 degree weather, i may be a bit delusional. i hoped for a spring trip and instead it will be chilly-end-of-winter trip. oh well. we will still have a lovely time, i'm sure.
enough complaining about this abysmal snow....
i had _no_ idea that abysmal was spelled with a "y". Hopefully I will remember that, my spelling skills are in constant need of improvement.
here's a confession, i _LOVE_ weread on fb. mostly, because i am able to look back with fondness and pride on all the books that i've recently read. yes, i'm very vain about my literary accomplishments.
currently i'm reading three books simultaneously:
_The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher_ soooo fascinating and gruesome
_Marie Antoinette: The Journey_ still plodding through. a little dull and long at times.
_Til We Have Faces_ I've been telling Wade I would read this books since sophomore year. in face, i bought it just before leaving to visit ElizabethAnnewithanE in D.C...I like it much more that I thought I would.
Wade and I have definitely adopted Stella Espresso Co. as our new second home.
so, i babysat for Sarah, Charlie, and Mimi last night. earlier in the day Charlie drank dry erase board cleaner and had to go to the ER. thank you, thank you, thank you that he didn't do that while under my supervision! they didn't even have to pump his stomach, just observed him for a few hours after testing his blood. he was not only drunk from the alcohol in it, but apparently it made him bounce of the walls. kind of humorous in a morbid way. it is amazing any of us live to adulthood...
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
I forgot the name of my own blog....that's how long it's been...
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
I love love love this song.
The weekend is flying as always.
We spent most of Friday night and all of this morning at a class for people interested in membership at this church where we've been lurking on and off for almost a year (?).
We met some nice people there, including a girl who is also a nanny for three girls, so we had a lot to talk about. But she is also an actress, so much more interesting that me. (There are alot of actors at this church). Upon completion of this class, we realized that this church is really not for us. So....next Sunday we'll visit somewhere new. We need to move in the direction of more emergent churches...that's our theory anyway...that they will maybe be speaking our language?
I have to go babysit in a few hours. Then my sister, two brothers and brother'sgirlfriend are coming into town, so we'll spend all day tomorrow seeing the sights of our city with them. I stole my sister's hoodie and I have to give it back to her now. It's so much warmer than any of my hoodies.
Last weekend we were at my parents and I borrowed a whole stack of books from my childhood. This led to the desire to read through several children's books. They're so delightful. So here's my list:
Roller skates
Bittersweet Time
Lily's Crossing
Blue Willow
Thimble Summer
Calico Captive
The Witch of Blackbird Pond
Secret Garden
Listening for Lions
Homeless Bird
A Time to Keep Silent
Simultaneously, I'm reading a huge biography of Marie Antoinette and a memoir of a girl's drug-filled and promiscuous high school years spent in Central Park and Washington Square in New York City.
I want a smoke.
My husband gives the most amazing foot rubs. 15 minutes on each foot with body butter and when they're over I'm practically tranquilized
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
I love love love this song.
The weekend is flying as always.
We spent most of Friday night and all of this morning at a class for people interested in membership at this church where we've been lurking on and off for almost a year (?).
We met some nice people there, including a girl who is also a nanny for three girls, so we had a lot to talk about. But she is also an actress, so much more interesting that me. (There are alot of actors at this church). Upon completion of this class, we realized that this church is really not for us. So....next Sunday we'll visit somewhere new. We need to move in the direction of more emergent churches...that's our theory anyway...that they will maybe be speaking our language?
I have to go babysit in a few hours. Then my sister, two brothers and brother'sgirlfriend are coming into town, so we'll spend all day tomorrow seeing the sights of our city with them. I stole my sister's hoodie and I have to give it back to her now. It's so much warmer than any of my hoodies.
Last weekend we were at my parents and I borrowed a whole stack of books from my childhood. This led to the desire to read through several children's books. They're so delightful. So here's my list:
Roller skates
Bittersweet Time
Lily's Crossing
Blue Willow
Thimble Summer
Calico Captive
The Witch of Blackbird Pond
Secret Garden
Listening for Lions
Homeless Bird
A Time to Keep Silent
Simultaneously, I'm reading a huge biography of Marie Antoinette and a memoir of a girl's drug-filled and promiscuous high school years spent in Central Park and Washington Square in New York City.
I want a smoke.
My husband gives the most amazing foot rubs. 15 minutes on each foot with body butter and when they're over I'm practically tranquilized
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