Thursday, February 25, 2010

5 Things

I stole this idea from RVA:

5 Things I am looking forward to:
The Indie Business Class, beginning the journey of buying a house, painting my dining room chairs, having long, long hair again, keeping a secret

5 Things I did yesterday:
filed 2009 tax return, went to lunch with some of my favorite people, started a crochet project, read lots and lots of stories to Beatrice, had a bit of red wine

5 Things I wish I could do:
Have some more red wine, get my nails done and my eyebrows waxed, spend more time with James, buy a car already, fly!

5 Places I'd like to travel:
India to see all the colors, Mexico, Greece, Africa (safari!), Paris for the art.

5 Cute things I've seen online lately:




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Love,

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Wardrobe Wednesday

There's a really cool store, Mash n Gravy. You should check it out if you have lots of money to buy clothes for tiny people. Or if you want to get some ideas and make clothes for tiny people. Here an outfit I put together:

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Sunshine Girl!

Today Beatrice went down to Butler Springs. . .


At first, she hated the swings. . .


So she did other things. . .


Swingin' with Daddy in the bright sunlight. . .



Swingin' on your own, now that's alright!



Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Monday, February 15, 2010

Poetry Night #2- Valentine Edition

Emma frosting and sprinkling the red velvet cupcakes.

Plenty... plus lemonade and red wine!

Daddy acting silly before sharing some beautiful and touching poems by Christopher Morely.

Emily looked pensively at the wine as she geared up to give a reading of a  Donne poem.

James was in the mood for some Ogden Nash! Then Nikki and John sang a fun duet. "How could you believe me when I said I loved you when you know I've been a liar all my life?"

Hudson in the aftermath.


Song of the Day No. 63

Zombie ‘Pocalypse

Our immediate future doesn’t look too good
In this abandoned cabin out in the woods
There are too many windows to keep them out
Our very survival is now in doubt

Hey! They want to eat our brains
Zombie, zombie ‘pocalypse
Zombie, zombie ‘pocalypse

If we all band together we can fight them off
The only way to kill ‘em is to blow their heads off
But without any weapons we just hafta run
Down to the sporting goods to grab us some guns

Hey! They want to eat our brains
Zombie, zombie ‘pocalypse
Zombie, zombie ‘pocalypse

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Song of the Day No. 62

Blues

The sky cracked open
And blood poured from the sky
The sky cracked open
And blood rained out the sky
The fires was all frozen
I could not believe my eyes

Evil winds was blowin’
The sun hid ‘hind the clouds
Evil winds a blowin’
Sun hid ‘hind the clouds
Don’t know where I was goin’
If it be up or down

Missing my sweet Jesus
Where the good Lord be?
Missing that sweet Jesus
Where the good Lord be?
Can’t believe that he would leave us
Let the devil run wild and free

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Song of the Day No. 61

In the Night

I drown in swirling shallows
And sleep in the arms of shadows
In the night, in the night
The cold makes my soul shiver
As I drink from the bloody river
In the night, in the night

There is no guiding light
There is no wrong or right
Such grim and awful sights
And sensual delights
In the night, in the night

I breathe the perfumed air
And tear the clothes you wear
In the night, in the night
You used to be so special
Now you’re an empty, broken vessel
In the night, in the night

The full moon lights my way
Through thorny paths of clay
The smell of blood, alluring
Is fetid, sharp and lurid
In the night, in the night

Friday, February 12, 2010

Song of the Day No. 60

Some short songs today!

Dream: Parade in my Head

There is a parade
Going through my head
And lots of lemonade
Raining down upon the bed
There’s confetti everywhere
Glitter hanging in the air
And everyone is made
Of clouds I heard it said

Doppelganger No. 2

W could have been twins, she and I
We both looked just alike
She was my female doppelganger
It was a shame I had to hang her
Now all I ever do is cry

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Yesterday...

was a good day! We played and played. Then around 11 am (right after Beatrice's morning nap) I got the brilliant idea to go on a picnic. So I loaded up a bag with baby food, Hudson's quilt (I didn't know if it might be a bit wet, so I didn't risk bringing her quilt), some monkeys and a soccor ball. Off we went and it was COLD! We didn't stay more than 10 minutes.
When we got home- boy, was she hungry! I gave her some bread to munch on while a fixed lunch. I guess we'll have to wait a few more weeks to get some real picnic weather.
Then to top it all off, when I got home from work last night I got to cuddle her to sleep...

Song of the Day No. 59

Mr. Rope

Mr. Rope was a terrible teacher
He came off like a bad preacher
With a military bearing
He was constantly declaring
His superiority

He’d a mustache like a walrus
Which never failed to appall us
The government was berated
When he pontificated
With infinite authority

Mr. Rope is now a higher up
In this district’s worst school
A pedantic figurehead
So many wish him dead
His fans are a minority

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Wake Up, Sleepy-head!

Here's a little something---

Wardrobe Wednesday *new feature*

 


T-shirt- Baby Gap
Turtle-neck- Circo (Target)
Pants- Oilily (discontinued)
Leggings- Babylegs
Shoes- Circo (Target)
Socks- Target dollar rack

Monday, February 8, 2010

FROM THE VAULT

Here are some pictures from right around the time we met. Pre-engagement, pre-marriage, pre-parenthood. Carefree and young!

I love you, James, all the much that I can!

Music Monday *new feature*


About two years ago the most eccentric musician I've ever met walked into my life. His name is Jake Xingu. His fantastic new album is available for free download here. I won't try to describe it's wide-ranging greatness here, but suffice it to say I Like Music, Baby Flowers, Magicool Beauty Fool, but DEAD TERRORISTS ARE STILL KILLING AMERICANS$$$$$ will twist your brain into a pretzel shape. Like those nice big soft, buttery, salty ones you get at the ballpark. Mmmm.

Song of the Day No. 58



Chillin’ in Orbit

When I’m in orbit
I can really relax
When I’m in orbit
I can really kick back
The reception’s so clear
From way up here
I’m chillin’ in orbit,
So back off, Jack

Dim the interior lamps
Down to 100 amps
And beam in satellite radio
Let’s hear some Massive Attack
And some Portishead tracks
In sparkling clean stereo

Slow down, what’s your hurry?
Here in space we’ve got no worries

Turn on the laserball match
Have a drink, down the hatch!
Kick your spaceboots right offa your feet
Just forget all your cares
The sun’s nuclear glare
Is out there along with it’s heat

Sunday, February 7, 2010

What's Gotten Into My Husband?


James has suddenly become a nut about keeping our home clean, clean, clean! Is he nesting? I don't know, but I like it!