Many Happy Returns!

Happy birthday to my darling husband and my oldest friend. I lurve you both.


This is a picture of a ladybug fart. You're welcome.

Who's That Girl?

Oh, it's me. On the 60's. Random, huh?

It Was a Dark and Moderately Rainy Tuesday...

Doesn't have the right ring to it, does it? The kids are asleep and here I am at my trusty keyboard, with nary an interesting tidbit to impart. I'm blocked a bit, I fear. I haven't been doing this as regular as I had hoped, and it seems hard to regain the habit somehow.

I've been knitting, a bit. I'm trying hard to finish a sweater I started last October before I reach the sweater-versary of DOOM. Well, not doom, perhaps. But I want to finish it off and I am therefore slogging along at it. I know that once I hit November it will be gift knitting for Christmas, so I want to finish something neat for myself before that comes.

I haven't been reading anything new and interesting, either- I just started re-reading the "Anne of Green Gables" books, which I hadn't read since I was a girl. What lovely books they are- it just makes me think that Canadians are so much better than us in so many ways. Dang it, Canada!

Hopefully something interesting will happen. You know, sometime. So I can tell you about it. In an interesting manner. Maybe with pictures. Or something!

Happy First Day of Autumn!

Open Letters

You should go read this.



Punky thinks it is hilarious!

it was February just a moment ago...

I swear it was February just a moment ago... Wasn't it? I came home today to find that R had bought tiny pumpkins for the girls. Looking at the calendar, I finally noticed that this strange old summer's days really are numbered.

Given the way that it has gone, I am... not glad,.... but..... relieved that the summer will be over. This has been a hard year to bear for the ones I love.

I've been thinking about W. H. Auden lately....

"....The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood....."

It's been a hard year.

Blerg.

Do you ever have one of those parenting moments where something you said comes back just a little twisted and so much more funny? I did, this week. (Background: I am apparently often telling Peanut how pretty she is when she sees herself in a mirror. I did not realize this).

I am wiping off the condensation of my side view mirror on the way to dropping the girls off at the 'sitter's house. Peanut sees me and asks me what I am doing. I reply, "I'm wiping off the mirror so I can see the other cars".

She replies, "So you can see how pretty they are?"

Um, sure.

A Brief Moment

Between work, the children, the craziness of this week, I realized that this month is coming to a close. One of my resolutions this year is to post a little more frequently here, so here I am, typing as the baby smears peanut butter on her head and says "babababababababa" as she smiles at me and as Peanut eats her toast and stops to check on her new goldfish (named Dorothy, thanks Elmo).


Since Flickr just sucked all my free time, here is a quick pic for a Sunday:



Have a good week.

Presque Vu

I'm a little late, but I have been thinking all week about the title for this post. It's a French phrase, that, according to the internet (and you know how accurate that is) means something like the English phrase "tip of my tongue", or as one definition wrote, "on the brink of epiphany", or yet another, "almost seen".

It's a phrase that I love, for it is pregnant with possibility. How could you not love the idea of "almost seen"?

The girls are asleep for once, and I am pondering what this new year may hold for my little family. Since Punky's birthday ends our years now, I think I am paying more attention to way our time is passing. The little ones grow unceasingly and (almost) unbearably quickly. I move more slowly and feel a bit more creaky.

So, I am trusting in optimism this year. That is my one resolution. I am giving in to hope. I am choosing to believe that this young new year will treat us all well this year, that good health will hold, old friends will reappear (here's looking at you, Boo), and that we will end this year better people than when we began it.

Cheers!