It is fantastic.
it was 3:35 in the morning
i know this because i was fully awake and looked at the clock
i was fully awake because in the middle of my sleep
i felt Paola crawling from her nest between killy and me toward the foot of the bed
and she had gotten to my ankles when i sat up reaching towards her fleeting little legs to keep her from falling off the edge of the bed
i only grasped the air though
there was no sound
i looked over and saw her
in her nest between killy and me
breathing steadily and dreaming peacefully
i put my arm around her, just in the case that she would try that stunt later and closed my eyes breathing in her smell
a second later
adolfo fell out of his bed onto the floor of his room
killy ran to his aid
I made my first Bento!
This one is for Killy
the idea is to package food in a 4,3,2,1 ratio - 4 parts rice - 3 parts meat or fish - 2 parts veggies - 1 part dessert of fruit and to have it eaten at room temperature - the rice is supposed to be free of moisture and sufficiently cooled before closing the box to ensure that the rest of the food does not become soggy
i have always been bad with math - so the ratios are way off - i also need to work on perfecting the rice - but it was fun to put together
I can not go to school today by Shel Silverstein
but i lost when i recited this one...
Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle Received from a Friend Called Felicity
During that summer
When unicorns were still possible;
When the purpose of knees
Was to be skinned;
When shiny horse chestnuts
Fitted with straws
Crammed with tobacco
Stolen from butts
In family ashtrays)
Were puffed in green lizard silence
While straddling thick branches
Far above and away
From the softening effects
During that summer--
Which may never have been at all;
But which has become more real
Than the one that was--
Thick imperial slices
Melting frigidly on sun-parched tongues
Dribbling from chins;
Leaving the best part,
The black bullet seeds,
To be spit out in rapid fire
Against the wall
Against the wind
Against each other;
And when the ammunition was spent,
There was always another bite:
It was a summer of limitless bites,
Of hungers quickly felt
And quickly forgotten
With the next careless gorging.
The bites are fewer now.
Each one is savored lingeringly,
But in a jar put up by Felicity,
The summer which maybe never was
Has been captured and preserved.
And when we unscrew the lid
And slice off a piece
And let it linger on our tongue:
Unicorns become possible again.
i like the black and white version better - it kind of unifies everything
i caught the last few moments of the memorial - just enough to hear some very special words spoken by Rey's family - it was a wonderful gathering and it was nice to know that he was surrounded by everyone who loved him until the very end
the love was still very present today at grand's house where everyone gathered to reminisce and enjoy each other's company - killy and i reaffirned how happy we are together and basked in the overall love of the gathering
we are so blessed to have known Rey and to have been a part of this occasion
Carol remembers every cartoon she has ever seen. Including this one that she suddenly remembered this morning. Do any of you remember this one? If you don't is there one you do remember?
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i woke up today to remnants of dinosaur cannibalism, torrential rain, smiling babies and the lucky luck luck of a rain soaked dollar bill which my neat-freak boy-child promptly tossed in the trash from which i shamelessly fished out again and crumpled into my purse...
it was a lucky day
then i got to work with NO minutes to spare to find
i have been assigned an OFFICE!
i have walls to decorate with artful prints and summer fun filled family shots, incense scents to peruse and purchase, shelves to fill with tasteful nicknacks that inspire conversation, daydreams and possibilities
i'm so EXCITED