Gettin' Busy Living

Hello, blog-readers. I have returned and today, thanks to my cutie little friend Jeanette-y spaghetti, I am ultra amped up on caffeine. I have also been informed that my laughter sounds like this: BAH! Well, this has been a busy week. I have been going all over town mailing packages and postcards, eating a lot of my favorite thing (pop-quiz: what is my favorite thing to eat, people? hint: zach braff and I have this in common), starting school up again and beginning the arduous and blistery path that leads to guitar playing. I am so happy that my step-father nagged me into learning with him and can't wait until we can have our first ever jam session. Yesterday, on the way to Acme (sans kiddos, thank you ever so much, mom) I was loudly listening to Belle and Sebastian and at all the guitar-parts I was getting super excited thinking "I'll be able to do that soon!". I really really really want to play that sort of music-the type all full of bliss and goodness. Last summer we went to a fiddling contest thing at Howell Farm and it was just rainy and hot and fiddly. I remember this one little string band escaping the weather in one of the farm stalls, playing their hearts out; people bouncing and dancing with their kids, really living it up. I get near that sort of a scene and the tears just start streaming. what a weenie I am, but live music, it really kills me. Somebody there had a shirt that read "music self-played is happiness self made". right on, man. So, my class last night. whew -this teacher is no joke and I am so thrilled that we are going to be challenged this semester. did you ever hear that Paul Simon song, called 'Duncan'? there is this one line that goes "I was playing my guitar, lying underneath the stars, just thanking the Lord for my fingers" I was thinking about that this morning- all these things I love: signing, learning the guitar, drawing- I am able to do them because this wonderful body I get to travel around in for this lifetime, it works just fine. Man! I feel so happy to be here. and in other good news, Bubboon and Bubbles have a new album with a song called 'worm collection'. my favorite part: find 'em with a shovel or scooper worms! make great bait for flounder or grouper worms! I can't tell their head from their pooper these guys are silly. Besty, quit winking your old lady eyeball at me.

Very Lucky Me

today was a very blah, stay- in -our- pajamas- all -day day. I aimed to take a snooze when Eliott took his snooze, but that didn't end up happening. however, a very wonderful thing happened around lunchtime; my very lovely friend Sherry dropped in and brought me a surprise package. it was wrapped in kelly green felt and tied up with some soft natural looking string. inside was the neatest asl book I have ever seen called "hand jive"-all full of asl slang and swear words and other good stuff. and, it doesn't stop there, folks because my sweet friend also made me a beautiful scarf. do you know the ones that are sort of fluffy and furry looking and they have flecks of different brilliant colors throughout? that type! it is absolutely gorgeous and will go with my grown-up blue coat. Sherry really made my day by surprising me with these really amazing gifties, but even better than that, she is a blessing to me everyday because she is such an amazing person to have in my life. She also happens to be a member of the most attractive family in the world. I love you, Sherry!

Nearly One Year Later

Wowser. I haven't been back here in almost exactly one year. I nearly forgot all about it until my friend Carie started making a blog through this blogspot business and it sounded sort of familiar to me. Anywhoo... I think 2007 is going to be a righteous year. According to Rob Brezsny, this is going to be a year all about risk. He recommends that I "wander out into the unknown with a cracked grin and a wild heart." Isn't that a beautiful image? Well, bring it on, 2007! This is the year I turn 30 and I feel like I have spent all my life up until now worrying and controlling. Enough is enough, man. Did you ever hear that Hellen Keller quote? Here it is for those of you who have not (as well as for those of you who have, apparently): "life is either a daring adventure, or nothing." go on with your bad self, Helen. So, I have begun to actually believe that my life is fully my responsibility and that the world truly is my oyster. Hallelujah! All of the sudden, I am hearing about great terrifying adventures that sound like FUN, things that I would never have tuned in to before because so few things felt possible, as though living didn't quite apply to me. But, finally, thankfully, I am snapping out of that limited thinking, that bucket of wank, and back into a serious obsession with British-type stuff. A sort of funny story about British stuff: The other day I took Kman to see Charlotte's Web and, since I have been practicing my English accent, I chose to speak in one while buying the tickets and concessions. Later I told Eb about it and he was sure it wasn't at all believable to anyone at the cinema and, furthermore, the other patrons were all whispering, "she has a child with her, call the police." To which I responded, "That's fine too; that was my second runner-up reaction". Which reminds me of something else. If you have not seen the show "Charlie and Lola", please do so immediately. It is by far the best thing to happen to television in a long long long time. The little accents, the sweet sibling relationship, the neat music, the little accents. There is absolutely no way at all to improve this show. I really wish I could live in Charlie and Lola's world. rerld. rild. Besty?

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this is my super first post. today was a good day around here. we went to the library and got a ton of books, my favorite one so far being "Enemy Pie". I love kids books and would love it if adult books were all fully illustrated. anyway, after the library it was on to our friend Marge's house where the kids created non-stop havoc for a full thirty minutes which was all I could tolerate before announcing it was time to leave. wonderful visit. the coolest part of the day was turning at random to a page in Illusions and landing on "your only obligation in this or any lifetime is to be true to yourself." this was a reassuring sign for me regarding my recent guilt at the thought of putting the kids in daycare and going back to work. I actually think it will be good for us all, but there is always that vague and wormy fear. deep down I know that everything always works out for the best and so I will continue to remind myself. If I intend to write in a blog with any regularity, things better get a lot more interesting around here and fast. Hi Besty!