A guilty pleasure I know. I am on pins and needles. The anticipation is exciting. Who's coming with me?
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
He Who Shall Not Be Named
A guilty pleasure I know. I am on pins and needles. The anticipation is exciting. Who's coming with me?
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Have you EVER heard of.......
This is the coolest thing I have seen in a long time. Apparently there are industrious folks out in the world who have taken crafting to new level. I can't imagine spending the time to knit a scarf let alone cosy covers for tree stumps in the middle of a city. But WOW! Look at this! This picture immediately brought a warm smile to my face and lends me to believe there are ninja crafters out in the communities spreading happiness. Question: Why arn't there any of these folks in my town?
Yarn Bombing is happening all over the world right under our noses. These pictures are just a few examples of creativity and beauty exploding in lots of cities. I even found out there is a International Yarn Bombing Day! Whodathunk?! Take a look at their site, absolutely fabulous and well needed.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Yarn Bombing is happening all over the world right under our noses. These pictures are just a few examples of creativity and beauty exploding in lots of cities. I even found out there is a International Yarn Bombing Day! Whodathunk?! Take a look at their site, absolutely fabulous and well needed.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Holy Hell to the NO!
The community that I am forced to drive to everyday SUCKS! This town is the dregs of humanity, actually there is no humanity within the city limits. I am sickened by the lawlessness and caviler attitude of the miscreants roaming the streets 24/7. It is simply not safe to go anywhere in this town without feeling the weight of anxiety of whom may come around the corner when you are distracted for that slightest moment.
I for one am finished. And let me tell you my friends a little piece of advice. DO NOT CARRY EVERYTHING OF IMPORTANCE ON YOUR PERSON IF IT IS NOT NECESSARY! DIVERSIFY YOUR IDENTITY!
Some of you are puzzled and wondering why I would give such a warning. I was mugged on Saturday night. I am physically fine however my psyche is not. The overwhelming feeling of such powerlessness is something I do not wish for anyone. This is not to say I did not contribute to the fleecing of my belongings. I participated unknowingly but from now on I will be on guard of my actions.
This blight on society was waiting. He was waiting for that stupid person to fill his criteria for theft. He had it all set up because he had his bicycle set up down the street. I think the one thing he did not expect is for me to follow him. If I had a taser or tennis shoes on the end game may have been different.
The stuff I lost was not important as the information contained within my phone. What I mean is this, I am trusted with information of friends, family, and colleagues (phone numbers, email addresses, addresses, etc) and I inexplicably let them all down. For that I am sickened, ashamed, and truly apologize for any complications. My misery has yet again spilled over to unsuspecting folks.
I feel violated, and I am sooooo very tired of all the effort I have had to endure so far to replace the pieces of my life which are complicated. I am still not done. I am in day 4 of my ordeal.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
I for one am finished. And let me tell you my friends a little piece of advice. DO NOT CARRY EVERYTHING OF IMPORTANCE ON YOUR PERSON IF IT IS NOT NECESSARY! DIVERSIFY YOUR IDENTITY!
Some of you are puzzled and wondering why I would give such a warning. I was mugged on Saturday night. I am physically fine however my psyche is not. The overwhelming feeling of such powerlessness is something I do not wish for anyone. This is not to say I did not contribute to the fleecing of my belongings. I participated unknowingly but from now on I will be on guard of my actions.
This blight on society was waiting. He was waiting for that stupid person to fill his criteria for theft. He had it all set up because he had his bicycle set up down the street. I think the one thing he did not expect is for me to follow him. If I had a taser or tennis shoes on the end game may have been different.
The stuff I lost was not important as the information contained within my phone. What I mean is this, I am trusted with information of friends, family, and colleagues (phone numbers, email addresses, addresses, etc) and I inexplicably let them all down. For that I am sickened, ashamed, and truly apologize for any complications. My misery has yet again spilled over to unsuspecting folks.
I feel violated, and I am sooooo very tired of all the effort I have had to endure so far to replace the pieces of my life which are complicated. I am still not done. I am in day 4 of my ordeal.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Kat Smiles
What can I say, I get lost in those deep brown eyes. She is truly magical in every way.
Oh boy how I love that little girl.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Birthday Bedlam!
And then they were asleep. Finally. I never thought it would happen but after 2 minutes of stillness I heard the golden sound I was looking for, the even breathing of three little girls snoring. HALLELUJAH!
I have never heard so many giggles in one place for a very long time. This reminds me of how I feel when I am with my best girlies on a coffee night. Pure joy, pure friendship. To my best girlies, I love more than words can say. To my daughter, love you across the universe and back again in infinity.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs
I have never heard so many giggles in one place for a very long time. This reminds me of how I feel when I am with my best girlies on a coffee night. Pure joy, pure friendship. To my best girlies, I love more than words can say. To my daughter, love you across the universe and back again in infinity.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs
Monday, April 25, 2011
Happy Birthday Miss Kat!
This little face brings me a tremendous amount of joy. Today is a very special day, today is my daughter's 8th birthday. I am amazed by her everyday, she is so full of life, full of wonder, curiousity and just plain sweet. I love this little girl who is no longer my baby and will soon be my young lady. I will cry the day she will not let me hug her and kiss her little sweet face as much as she does now. So to you my dearest my heart is yours.
Ever Thine,
Mommy
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Funny the way it is........
I was having a conversation the other day with some friends and my dad came up. It is funny the things we choose to remember and the things we put on the shelf. The shelf stuff for me is pretty tough. My internal closet has everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, I experienced with my dad during my childhood and part of my adult life on those shelves. I rifle through those shelves, searching, looking for some answers of why I am the way I am. Amidst the heartache, tears, and anger (what child agrees with everything their parents do) I look for the lesson. I firmly believe there was a lesson somewhere in each experience. What I am trying to say is that he may not have always delivered the lesson in a positive conventional way but the lesson was there none the less.
When I look at my children, this is the time when I try to find the lesson so that I can impart the wisdom to them. The things I did not like about my childhood I try to redirect so they can have a different experience. I am not always successful but I whole heartily try to make their childhood happy, healthy, and purposeful.
Now with all that being said, the other side of the closet contains all the outlandish, unbelievable things my dad's life brought to the forefront. Those moments are jewels and reasons why he was not allowed to be on his own at the house without supervision or at least a ride to the emergency room.
1. He cut himself out of a tree. Three times.
2. His own truck ran over him.
3. While burning brush on his property the fire had reached a heat point where the surrounding trees were catching on fire. To which he instructed my younger brother to fetch hoses. My brother enters the house and said to my mom, "Where are all the hoses? Dad needs them."
4. The property has water storage containers which are very large and tall Tupperware pitchers. The hole at the top is just big enough to have a small man fit to get inside. Guess which small man fit?
5. The surrounding area had a large fire which burned hundreds and hundreds of acres. The CDF worked extremely hard to contain the fire from destroying many homes in the area. One of the entry points was down my parents road. Dad decided to "take a gander" at the carnage. End result: small man, large truck stuck in soft soil in the middle of burn zone. CDF had to helicopter his vehicle out of the area. He was escorted back home to which they warned mom not to let him out of the fenced yard.
This is just the top five. There are many, MANY more "jewels" to tell. It is funny the things we remember. The sounds in our heads of the one lost in our world. I still hear his laugh, his sputtering when he was about to tell a tall tale, I remember the lines in his face, his eyebrows furrowed in a tight ball in the middle of his forehead, the thump of his boots on the floor. Most of all I remember the tears in his eyes when he found out his dad died, the tears in his eyes when he found out about the twins on his birthday, the day I graduated from college, the day Emma Kat was born. I remember him.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
When I look at my children, this is the time when I try to find the lesson so that I can impart the wisdom to them. The things I did not like about my childhood I try to redirect so they can have a different experience. I am not always successful but I whole heartily try to make their childhood happy, healthy, and purposeful.
Now with all that being said, the other side of the closet contains all the outlandish, unbelievable things my dad's life brought to the forefront. Those moments are jewels and reasons why he was not allowed to be on his own at the house without supervision or at least a ride to the emergency room.
1. He cut himself out of a tree. Three times.
2. His own truck ran over him.
3. While burning brush on his property the fire had reached a heat point where the surrounding trees were catching on fire. To which he instructed my younger brother to fetch hoses. My brother enters the house and said to my mom, "Where are all the hoses? Dad needs them."
4. The property has water storage containers which are very large and tall Tupperware pitchers. The hole at the top is just big enough to have a small man fit to get inside. Guess which small man fit?
5. The surrounding area had a large fire which burned hundreds and hundreds of acres. The CDF worked extremely hard to contain the fire from destroying many homes in the area. One of the entry points was down my parents road. Dad decided to "take a gander" at the carnage. End result: small man, large truck stuck in soft soil in the middle of burn zone. CDF had to helicopter his vehicle out of the area. He was escorted back home to which they warned mom not to let him out of the fenced yard.
This is just the top five. There are many, MANY more "jewels" to tell. It is funny the things we remember. The sounds in our heads of the one lost in our world. I still hear his laugh, his sputtering when he was about to tell a tall tale, I remember the lines in his face, his eyebrows furrowed in a tight ball in the middle of his forehead, the thump of his boots on the floor. Most of all I remember the tears in his eyes when he found out his dad died, the tears in his eyes when he found out about the twins on his birthday, the day I graduated from college, the day Emma Kat was born. I remember him.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Monday, April 11, 2011
Happy Birthday Dad!
I have written before about my dad. Not a perfect man but a memorable one none the less. When I can compose myself, I will write a bit more. Tonight, the kids and I will be releasing a balloon with our special messages inside. This is great this year because the kids can write their own messages. I can't wait to see what they will put. Happy Birthday Daddy! I miss you more than you know.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Friday, March 25, 2011
It happened one morning......
I have been flipping through the handbook all morning. NOTHING! You know, THE HANDBOOK? The handbook for moms with multiple daughters in the house. Yeah now I see the expression on your face change. THAT HANDBOOK. Well, the handbook has nothing on what I saw this morning. The feeling I have in my stomach is that I will be spending a lot of days with my hand over my forehead asking myself repeatedly "Why?"
This morning was not unlike any other morning before school. Kids up, working on getting dressed for the day. Nothing unusual right? WRONG. See this morning was tilted by a generous donation from a family friend of clothes to the kids. So I had gone through and separated by size (by the way 95% of the clothing was Bitsy LaRue size) and made little piles for each of the kids. Wonderful stuff, it is going to be great.
So Bits finally gets around and asked me if I would help her pick something out from "her" pile. I said yes and she wanted to wear leggings with a long sweater dress. Sure, why not, the kids are starting express themselves by what clothes they want to wear and hey it could be worse. So far I am lucky the worse thing they choose may be a mismatch shirt and pants, it's not like they want piercings or a mohawk. I have bigger battles to fight so I let it be. Bits is very happy and strutting around the house. She does look cute. How could she not, have you seen her? Then the Kat comes in and asked me to help her. Now her pile is a bit smaller (maybe 4 items) but there is a cute brown skirt and I say Kat you can wear this with some leggings and a long sleeve shirt. She complies and comes out looking Kat fab as usual.
What happened next was frightening. I could not move from my coffee or couch cushion. The Kat saunters up to Bits who is sitting at the table eating breakfast and says "How do I look?" and she pops her hip to the side. From the looongggg emphasis on the "I" it was on like Donkey Kong. I stopped breathing. The next few minutes of implied pleasantries between the sisters was booming like tympani drums in my head. Silky, ooozy, quietly sardonic words leaked from their lips. As Kat turned to get her breakfast I saw the smug smile on her lips, while Bits in the background gave her the "as if" once over as she walked away.
The encounter was over. I know it is only temporary. The upcoming conversation is coming quicker than I imagined. The whom will be cuter competition is here. As I sit here looking at the cover of the manual I try to imagine how I would write that chapter. I think I am doomed. I didn't grow up with a sister. I have sisters now, my friends are my sisters. Thank goodness we met as adults because if this is what goes down with young female sibs, Lord help the boys who attempt to date my daughters and Lord protect those girls whom try to out "SNAP!" Kat and Bits because they will eat them for lunch and dinner.
And for those of you wondering about the boy? Well he kept his head down, finished his food and went to put his shoes and socks on. How wonderfully, perfectly simple my boy is. He is so smart he makes himself invisible to the potential raging estrogen and I even got a good morning hug and kiss as he passed by.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
This morning was not unlike any other morning before school. Kids up, working on getting dressed for the day. Nothing unusual right? WRONG. See this morning was tilted by a generous donation from a family friend of clothes to the kids. So I had gone through and separated by size (by the way 95% of the clothing was Bitsy LaRue size) and made little piles for each of the kids. Wonderful stuff, it is going to be great.
So Bits finally gets around and asked me if I would help her pick something out from "her" pile. I said yes and she wanted to wear leggings with a long sweater dress. Sure, why not, the kids are starting express themselves by what clothes they want to wear and hey it could be worse. So far I am lucky the worse thing they choose may be a mismatch shirt and pants, it's not like they want piercings or a mohawk. I have bigger battles to fight so I let it be. Bits is very happy and strutting around the house. She does look cute. How could she not, have you seen her? Then the Kat comes in and asked me to help her. Now her pile is a bit smaller (maybe 4 items) but there is a cute brown skirt and I say Kat you can wear this with some leggings and a long sleeve shirt. She complies and comes out looking Kat fab as usual.
What happened next was frightening. I could not move from my coffee or couch cushion. The Kat saunters up to Bits who is sitting at the table eating breakfast and says "How do I look?" and she pops her hip to the side. From the looongggg emphasis on the "I" it was on like Donkey Kong. I stopped breathing. The next few minutes of implied pleasantries between the sisters was booming like tympani drums in my head. Silky, ooozy, quietly sardonic words leaked from their lips. As Kat turned to get her breakfast I saw the smug smile on her lips, while Bits in the background gave her the "as if" once over as she walked away.
The encounter was over. I know it is only temporary. The upcoming conversation is coming quicker than I imagined. The whom will be cuter competition is here. As I sit here looking at the cover of the manual I try to imagine how I would write that chapter. I think I am doomed. I didn't grow up with a sister. I have sisters now, my friends are my sisters. Thank goodness we met as adults because if this is what goes down with young female sibs, Lord help the boys who attempt to date my daughters and Lord protect those girls whom try to out "SNAP!" Kat and Bits because they will eat them for lunch and dinner.
And for those of you wondering about the boy? Well he kept his head down, finished his food and went to put his shoes and socks on. How wonderfully, perfectly simple my boy is. He is so smart he makes himself invisible to the potential raging estrogen and I even got a good morning hug and kiss as he passed by.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Chatanooga Thriller Style
This is was surprising to hear about this morning. I think this is fantastic and I am hopefully going to convince my local department to come up with their own PR opportunity. It is true, fire fighters can do ANYTHING!
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Orchard Style - Part Duex
Just a few more shots from our recent outing. Enjoy!
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Adventure...Orchard Style
After a LONG weekend of not feeling well and holed up in the house mending our health the first opportunity to get outside arrived. I have been meaning to pick up my camera again so I concocted the plan to have an adventure in our neighborhood orchards. What I thought would eat up about an hour of time turned into Gilligan three hour tour. At some point I had to ask myself was this really worth it. Alas it was, I had a great time and the kids got to see a real jackrabbit.
Although my kids are like a herd of hybrid Cat Elephants (much meowing and spitting at each other and the tromping of heavy feet through the leaves) the rabbit had no choice but to run for its dear life. What must it had thought of all the noise in the serene orchard. No matter, the trip was FUN!
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Although my kids are like a herd of hybrid Cat Elephants (much meowing and spitting at each other and the tromping of heavy feet through the leaves) the rabbit had no choice but to run for its dear life. What must it had thought of all the noise in the serene orchard. No matter, the trip was FUN!
Bitsy LaRue's bestie took flight for the higher branches. It wasn't a pretty sight. So much taunting from one little ooh ooh.
Laugh it up Ooh Ooh
The final happy of the day was a ride in one of these bad boys! Thank you guys for welcoming us into your working home. The kids and I had a grand time!
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Monday, February 21, 2011
Not just another day....
Amidst the mundane days the jewel waits. That special moment where it takes my breath away. The jewel could be anything, a kind word, a hug, walking outside to see the spectacular color of the sky, finding my keys, all the kids getting to school on time and safe or just simply a hot cup of coffee in the morning. I get excited if my favorite show is not in a rerun. I am a simple gal, it doesn't take much to bring a smile to my face. The other day was different.
My Friday was hectic, full of mishaps and a deep need to concentrate on the tasks at hand. On my way to pick up my little ones I just kept going over and over all the adult pressures in my head. I was "what if.." to death. All I could do is growl. Growl loud.
I walk into the door to a chaotic ocean of kids, backpacks, and NOISE. In the sea of kids I started my terminator scan looking for the signature life forces of my brood. Their auras are quite lovely by the way. In mid scan, I hear the voice "MOMMMY! YOU'RE HERE!" Ahhh a warm welcome, my heart is a bit softer. He comes running with his arms wide open and a big smile on his face. So handsome and sweet my son is growing into a lovely person.
"Mommy, I have something for you. Close your eyes."
"What do you have?"
"Mom, just close your eyes, it's a surprise!"
"Ok." So I close my eyes.
"Here Mom, you can open your eyes. I got you some jewelry"
I open my eyes to the most beautiful piece of jewelry I possess. I can't think of a prouder mom at that moment. My boy knows me so very well, and although I know it is one of his favorite characters too, he is an excellent padawan learner.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs
My Friday was hectic, full of mishaps and a deep need to concentrate on the tasks at hand. On my way to pick up my little ones I just kept going over and over all the adult pressures in my head. I was "what if.." to death. All I could do is growl. Growl loud.
I walk into the door to a chaotic ocean of kids, backpacks, and NOISE. In the sea of kids I started my terminator scan looking for the signature life forces of my brood. Their auras are quite lovely by the way. In mid scan, I hear the voice "MOMMMY! YOU'RE HERE!" Ahhh a warm welcome, my heart is a bit softer. He comes running with his arms wide open and a big smile on his face. So handsome and sweet my son is growing into a lovely person.
"Mommy, I have something for you. Close your eyes."
"What do you have?"
"Mom, just close your eyes, it's a surprise!"
"Ok." So I close my eyes.
"Here Mom, you can open your eyes. I got you some jewelry"
I open my eyes to the most beautiful piece of jewelry I possess. I can't think of a prouder mom at that moment. My boy knows me so very well, and although I know it is one of his favorite characters too, he is an excellent padawan learner.
~ William S. Burroughs
Thursday, February 3, 2011
THIS IS SPARTA!
This guy is a GENIUS! I laugh out loud with the kids every single video. This is better than tv and a fun thing to do with the kids.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Ninja Cat
This video makes the kids howl with laughter. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
The Tale of Bitsy LaRue
The Bits (AKA Frankie Lightfingers or Bitsy LaRue) as she is known is spunky, smiley and more often than not very cuddly. She is very eager to please, throws a frequent "I Love You Mommy" my way (I am greatly appreciative) and can be VERY bossy. There is housed in this 37.5 pounds of little girl body the attitude of a 350 pound line backer for the Chicago Bears. Combined with this attitude is the Mensa genius from MIT who is incredibly sharp witted and knows no fear.
Imagine playing a chess game for every word you utter to Bitsy LaRue, she retains and hits the save button on every sentence, every eavesdrop from the hallway and frankly just up in my grill for every little thing. Needless to say, I am on my game for every second of the day, forced to plan my next 15 moves before our next encounter. Keeps my mind sharp, this is better than crossword puzzles and I see this as a foreshadow of what is to come in the, dare I say, teenage years.
She is a leader and an architect of trouble, but make no mistake this all part of the myriad of reasons why I love this little girl to my core. Armed with her monkey in one arm and a twinkle in her eye she is a natural force of nature.
Her main weapon is flashlights...and monkey! Her two weapons are flashlights, monkey and cute smile. Damn I will try that again, her three weapons are flashlights, monkey, cute smile and her snuggieness. DOH, amongst her weaponry are such diverse things as flashlights, monkey, cute smile, snuggieness, fierce determination and ruthless sense of style. No one expects the arrival of BITSY LARUE!
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Imagine playing a chess game for every word you utter to Bitsy LaRue, she retains and hits the save button on every sentence, every eavesdrop from the hallway and frankly just up in my grill for every little thing. Needless to say, I am on my game for every second of the day, forced to plan my next 15 moves before our next encounter. Keeps my mind sharp, this is better than crossword puzzles and I see this as a foreshadow of what is to come in the, dare I say, teenage years.
She is a leader and an architect of trouble, but make no mistake this all part of the myriad of reasons why I love this little girl to my core. Armed with her monkey in one arm and a twinkle in her eye she is a natural force of nature.
Her main weapon is flashlights...and monkey! Her two weapons are flashlights, monkey and cute smile. Damn I will try that again, her three weapons are flashlights, monkey, cute smile and her snuggieness. DOH, amongst her weaponry are such diverse things as flashlights, monkey, cute smile, snuggieness, fierce determination and ruthless sense of style. No one expects the arrival of BITSY LARUE!
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Thursday, January 27, 2011
A brief moment of weasel speak
Weasel speak: Mom, can I have a snack?
Mommy: No, I am fixing dinner right now. You will be eating in 15 minutes.
Weasel speak: (groans, head drops back, body slumps. In an instant body language changes moods) Mom, I know we are going to eat but do you think I could just have two crackers, I have been working very hard at school today and my teacher told me that I should have a snack when I come home because it will make my body strong so I just wanted to ask you if I could just have a very small snack and it won't spoil my dinner because my body has been working very hard and I promise I will eat dinner and Mom what is it your fixing for our dinner? I will eat it no matter what but I just want to know what kind of food it is. (takes a well deserved breathe, displays big doe eyes and cocks head to the side like the RCA bobble head dog)
How did all of that come out of one little brain? Calculating, logical, working all the angles. This one will make a FAB lawyer or corporate raider some day. I am in awe and frankly a little frightened. Even with all that effort the cash prize of a snack before dinner was not obtained but damn I gotta give my little weasel stylie points for trying.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Mommy: No, I am fixing dinner right now. You will be eating in 15 minutes.
Weasel speak: (groans, head drops back, body slumps. In an instant body language changes moods) Mom, I know we are going to eat but do you think I could just have two crackers, I have been working very hard at school today and my teacher told me that I should have a snack when I come home because it will make my body strong so I just wanted to ask you if I could just have a very small snack and it won't spoil my dinner because my body has been working very hard and I promise I will eat dinner and Mom what is it your fixing for our dinner? I will eat it no matter what but I just want to know what kind of food it is. (takes a well deserved breathe, displays big doe eyes and cocks head to the side like the RCA bobble head dog)
How did all of that come out of one little brain? Calculating, logical, working all the angles. This one will make a FAB lawyer or corporate raider some day. I am in awe and frankly a little frightened. Even with all that effort the cash prize of a snack before dinner was not obtained but damn I gotta give my little weasel stylie points for trying.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Monday, January 24, 2011
Where have you been?
Well on the road to oblivion of course! Where else would I be? Maybe Interzone but I have been there once and did not have a great time. Burroughs totally lied and made it sound grander than it really was. Plus there were too many bugs.
Anywho, it has been a world wind few weeks. Totally grateful for the time off but woeful not willing to come back to the chaos. But alas, here I am, entrenched into another semester of brain dead souls wandering the hallways looking for someone to tell them what to do and then resenting it. Vicious cycle. Can't be help I suppose.
The kids and I had a wonderful time, played, slept, watched movies, ate and generally enjoyed each others time together. For me the best part of the whole time off was getting to work in the classrooms for a whole week. Man, I have not had that much fun in years! Those kids have the swankiest cafeteria EVER! I had to bring lunch money and everything. They have a salad bar. Honest to Abe a portable salad bar with a bevy of fresh fruit, veggies, and a little ranch to squeeze on the plate. All that AND a bag a chips for a $1.75 which I don't think I ever had a hot lunch that good.
Kids are fun, but really it gave me an appreciation of what their teachers do every day. It is tough to wrangle 20 eight year old kids and have them focus on the task at hand. Think about having 20 five year old kids to focus! Needless to say, I was tired. Mostly from playing outside on the playground with the kids. I had a mean game of tag/red rover, red rover going on. Those kids have no mercy on the old. At least I got my exercise in for the day. It is good to know I can easily make friends with little kids. They are sometimes much more fun than adults and generally like my sense of humor. Where a goof can be a goof and appear to be cool.
Be back soon for more tales.........
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
Anywho, it has been a world wind few weeks. Totally grateful for the time off but woeful not willing to come back to the chaos. But alas, here I am, entrenched into another semester of brain dead souls wandering the hallways looking for someone to tell them what to do and then resenting it. Vicious cycle. Can't be help I suppose.
The kids and I had a wonderful time, played, slept, watched movies, ate and generally enjoyed each others time together. For me the best part of the whole time off was getting to work in the classrooms for a whole week. Man, I have not had that much fun in years! Those kids have the swankiest cafeteria EVER! I had to bring lunch money and everything. They have a salad bar. Honest to Abe a portable salad bar with a bevy of fresh fruit, veggies, and a little ranch to squeeze on the plate. All that AND a bag a chips for a $1.75 which I don't think I ever had a hot lunch that good.
Kids are fun, but really it gave me an appreciation of what their teachers do every day. It is tough to wrangle 20 eight year old kids and have them focus on the task at hand. Think about having 20 five year old kids to focus! Needless to say, I was tired. Mostly from playing outside on the playground with the kids. I had a mean game of tag/red rover, red rover going on. Those kids have no mercy on the old. At least I got my exercise in for the day. It is good to know I can easily make friends with little kids. They are sometimes much more fun than adults and generally like my sense of humor. Where a goof can be a goof and appear to be cool.
Be back soon for more tales.........
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer. ~ William S. Burroughs
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