June, 2010 * Memory: a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things. ~ Pierce Harris *** 11:06 p.m. Luau and I have just gotten back from a night out with cousins. Julie’s gone home for the night. I am … Continue reading »
Tagged with progress …
it doesn’t change a single thing
~ To know an object is to lead to it through a context which the world provides. ~ William James Context can kiss my arse – Jess Wilson ~ Yesterday, my cousin asked me to elaborate on my post – to explain what I was feeling – why it was hard. This is what I said. … Continue reading »
show and tell
- I have so much I want to show you. And tell you. I want to show you the Tweet I got from Jet Blue yesterday that was a thousand kinds of awesome – * See? * And I want to show you these kinda fabulous pictures that I took on a walk one recent … Continue reading »
finding the pubbies
* Bedtime, last night “OK, baby,” I say. “It’s time for Mama to go. Let’s pick a number.” She smiles at me, her mischievous grin glowing in the pale light from the fish tank. “One million gajillion!” she says. Her delivery is priceless. I laugh out loud. “Could ya tap that many?” she asks. “Hmm, … Continue reading »
cool
- Katie and I are in the office. We are combing through Pet Finder, engrossed in the pages upon pages of dogs in need of homes. We hone in a few, read their stories, wonder if perhaps they might be the one who is meant to join our family, destined to be Winston’s playmate. I … Continue reading »
one roller coaster, hold the spiders
* The following was originally published on October 8, 2008. Click HERE to read the original post in its entirety. Ya know, if you feel the need. * Two and a half years ago, we went to a town fair. It was a typical New England shindig with too many little kids’ rides crammed into a too-small … Continue reading »
the push and wait
* (Random, gratuitous picture, credit David Land) * . Team Brooke, . I wanted to let you know about a major breakthrough last night while Brooke was doing her reading. She was reading aloud from a book she loves called, Harry and the Lady Next Door. (She’s heard it, but hadn’t read it herself.) When … Continue reading »
