Sunday, December 06, 2009

sweetness and light

Here are two shots by Keeler moments before one of the little creeps broke my camera. I love Eliott's happy expression in the glass.
In other rodent-related news, I would like to introduce our beautiful rat babies, Junior and Stella. Total and complete rat love! I will have a picture of them as soon as I get a new camera or something.

Pure Keeler

Here we see Keeler out to breakfast wearing his normal button down and tie, drinking coffee, interacting with a gentleman at the table beside ours and doing some weird moves including the "President of Turtleville" face. I adore this person.

Tuesday, December 01, 2009


Recently there have been some complaints about the lapses in posts on this blog. Complainers: please quit your snivelin' and get a life. Here's what's new: Keeler took this rad picture. rat babies! when I make a request on the college station, Fel thinks I am magic.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Monday, November 02, 2009

In love again

This song is inspiring me to take singing lessons. I love love love you, Neko Case. You can read the lyrics here:

Thursday, October 08, 2009


Today has been an annoying piece of crap. Here are things I am grateful for: 1. books about Andy Kaufman 2. Mom and Nana coming home from Virginia finally 3. This American Life being re-aired on Wednesday nights 4. the occasional introspection of bitchy people 5. the eyeball providing years of laughter 6. Eliott snuggling early in the morning 7. sleep and dreams 8. "accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself" 9. taking Vinnie Velvet-ears for a walk 10. hot coffee on a blustery day 11. Dad making me laugh with his irritating antics 12. Keeler's beautiful mind 13. kindnesses 14. all the trees coming alive in the wind 15. Krip and RB putting up with my shenanigans

Saturday, October 03, 2009

six words

Sick of the six words project. So, I am taking a break from it and from blogging and computering of all kinds. Peace out.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

six words

This thing was on our street!! I finally looked it up and found out that it is called a Hickory Horned Devil and is actually harmless but, as you can see, it is an enormous mofo with menacing spikes and horns. Crizazy nature.

Monday, September 28, 2009

six words

Keeler organized and hosted movie night.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

six words

Why am I so sleeply today?

Saturday, September 26, 2009

six words

RB did a ton of work.

Friday, September 25, 2009

six words

Karen and I laughed in disbelief.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

six words

No harm done. Harm done: none.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

six words

Reading every book about Andy Kaufman.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

six words

Should have tried V-8 juice sooner.

Monday, September 21, 2009

six words

I am in the twilight zone.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

six words

Silent Dance Party is my religion.

singing skulls

This is the funniest thing and I have no idea why.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Friday, September 18, 2009

six words

Front lawn, silent dance party tonight.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

six words

Experiencing a total paradigm shift, man.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

six words

(Eliott calls these his "dinosaur cozy things") Front step, iPod. Everything is cool.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

six words

Can't sleep. Lying in bed, sighing.


I am at a school dance. I jump around, flailing my arms and legs in a carefree way; sometimes I fall down. Curiously, the last song of the night is "Ramblin' Man", which pleases me immensely. I flail about some more and sing along. Some cool kids come by wanting to know if I am drunk. I explain that I am not; that they are just fooled into thinking that because of my "awesome moves". I do some more of my "moves" for emphasis. The group of us leaves smoking cigarettes and boards a school bus. Everyone is reading big, black books which I assume are some sort of vampire series. I am so tired from all the jumping and flailing that I promptly fall asleep.
Dreams please me.

Monday, September 14, 2009

six words

Sick and tired of being adult.

Now that I am skilled in the fine art of embedding videos...

I can and will post videos of my favorite music. Could life get any better than this? I submit that it cannot. Okay, some may say he's creepy (Martha), but here's the truth: he is the most beautiful man on this planet. and pretty dern soulful for a skinny white dude. Here is Ray Lamontagne singing his lovely heart out:

Sunday, September 13, 2009

six words

Yay: Eagles trounced Carolina. Boo: sickly.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Georgia O'Keeffe rocks my world

Three cheers for all who insist on living authentically!

six words

(there is a spider on this flower) Feeling sick as a dog today.

Friday, September 11, 2009

six words

Dreamt I was on the moon.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

six words

Asleep at the table during dinner.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

six words

Life is weird... me too, maybe.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

six words

I don't understand people. Drinking wine.

Monday, September 07, 2009

six words

Healthy. Time for a dance party.

Sunday, September 06, 2009

six words

Thank God for Krip and Marth.

Saturday, September 05, 2009

six words

Missing out on all the fun.

Friday, September 04, 2009

six words

Allergies are ruining my life, man.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

six words

Happy Birthday, Fel! The Eagles stink.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

six words

monsters on the brain all day.


This little guy is the first in a series called, "monsters: how we shield our genuine, tender hearts". The inspiration for this series came from the writings of Pema Chodron, these two passages in particular: "Rather than original sin, there's original soft spot. The messy stuff that we see in ourselves and that we perceive in the world as violence and cruelty and fear is not the result of some basic badness but of the fact that we have such a tender, vulnerable, warm heart of bodhichitta, which we instinctively protect so that nothing will touch it." "... this is a practice where compassion begins to arise in you because you yourself have been there. You've been angry, jealous and lonely. You know what it's like and you know how sometimes you do strange things. Because you're lonely, you say cruel words: because you want someone to love you, you insult them." To me, recognizing these things about ourselves and others is the basis for relating to each other with compassionate understanding. This is so important! All of us are monsters: sometimes just annoying, sometimes horrific, but always with great big tender hearts inside.

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

six weeks

Fall weather makes life so heavenly.

Monster Update

For the Krips of the world who care about such things, this is what the little guy looks like this morning. I can totally relate to him. Love you!

Monday, August 31, 2009

six words

So excited about painting this monster.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

six words

Neighbors turned an anxious day lovely.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

six words

John was a new person. Wow.

Friday, August 28, 2009

six words

I am getting bored of myself.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

six words

Everything is changing, I feel afraid.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

six words

Clothes shopping: blech. New park: rad.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

six words

swam in the ocean: green, perfect.

Monday, August 24, 2009

six words

Feeling good about my clean house.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

six bonus words

RB made all of us laugh.

six words

Kids are having a sleepover...oy.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

six words

Met Vincent and fell in love.

Friday, August 21, 2009

six words

8:30 couldn't get here fast enough.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

six words

Feeling inspired, manic. Ate delicious soup.
(also, I made these earrings today over at Sherry's house [she's the delicious soup-maker] and I am quite fond of them.)

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

six words for today

kids annoy, my adults delight me.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

six word memoirs

For Krips birthday, one of the many nice gifts Marth gave her was a book of six word memoirs with which I have become obsessed. I read it every time I visit them. I am toying with the idea of writing a six word poem (or memoir or whatevs) on the daily tip for a year, but am also aware that I may not be programmed to do the same thing everyday for a year since the 365 photo thing was a bit of a flop (though really cool while it lasted). Maybe I need to have a smaller time frame. I will do six word memoirs for a month starting today and then reevaluate. Today's is: Super mom today, played countless boardgames.

In our family we...

1. call each other names freely and almost constantly
2. say swear words to make each other laugh
3. never ever close the bathroom door
4. entertain each other by doing a series of odd back and forth dances past the open bathroom door for whoever is sitting on the john
5. draw the most horrible looking things we can think up and then proudly display them all over the dining room wall
6. simply want to eat our high-fat, high-carb diet without being disturbed
7. smell the kids glorious and vile morning breath with glee
8. hang around in the yard wearing underwear or pajamas
9. try to eat three half gallons of ice cream outside in our pjs in the middle of the night so they won't turn into ice cream soup during the black out
10. love a good book on tape
11. move worms out of our way and put them in a worm hotel established by Keeler in the garden
12. talk a lot about poop
13. wrestle around and hug and kiss and zerbert
14. listen to "Bonzo Goes to Bitburg" for months on end at the kids' insistence
15. stand around town with a big sign that says "HONK" and go berzerk when someone does our bidding
16. like to hike and jump around in creeks
17. make a lot of silly props with paper and crayons
18. say "I love you" many times every day
19. have unattractive tantrums
20. say sorry
21. make up ridiculous names for the Eagles like "Kevin corn on the Kolb"
22. stay at a campground every summer
23. like to sing about "Mike Fink, the King of the River"
24. make idle threats
25. play poker

Monday, August 17, 2009

top ten things about today

1. making and eating egg salad while listening to "Love, Stargirl" on cd (Marth - I was able to take out the book and cd from the library so we can have a mini book club! :))

2. playing poker with the kids

3. unexpectedly passing inspection with friendly inspectors

4. wearing a shirt with watercolor-y birds and flowers and a ric rac skirt

5. going to bed ultra early

7. tall sunflowers with big buds on them in the backyard

8. getting a letter in the mail from a sweet friend

9. hearing the satisfactory conclusion to "Harriet Spies Again" and being in love with these books

10. contemplating my new name: Fireflower, given to me by Keeler and inspired by Super Mario Bothers.

Sunday, August 09, 2009

good things to think about

1. Saad's Dad
2. baby praying mantises, grey and fuzzy
3. Ray LaMontagne's beard, brown and fuzzy
4. our skeleton bones
5. a circle of people who love you
6. Mr. Roger's and not being afraid to be a fool
7. Keeler's list that sounded like a poem with the lines, "red cars, red shoes"
8. Bodhidharma was a redheaded, blue-eyed barbarian
9. library books that have something left behind, like a postcard of a red squirrel from 1964
10. zinnias
11. the word sesshin
12. the other stars are as big as our sun and so much space in between
13. good heart
14. walking in a cold rocky creek, tall trees, green leaves and sunlight
15. When They Might Be Giants played "She's an Angel" as an encore
16. "don't let your mind stop you from having a good time"
17. Laura's paintings
18. "seeing confusion as the four kayas is unsurpassable shunyata protection"
19. finding the index card on which Eliott drew a pink heart
20. laying on a blanket with Karen at the park
21. Star Girl
22. the air in fall, walking somewhere in town
23. RB giving me a lovely ringtone
24. loving frogs and snails because of Ken
25. Nick Swardson's farting ghost
26. the hilarity of spending 3 months with Krip documented in a travel journal