Yearly Archive: 2004

It’s not that often that I feel I have nothing to say, as evidenced by the lonely few blank boxes in the calendar view of my journal. Today is one of those days. Maybe it’s the head cold. (snuck) Maybe it’s the weather. (bleah) Maybe it’s the residual malaise I’m feeling from the weekend. (grumble)** Who knows? Who cares? I feel like I could fill a whole page with rambling babbling nothingness, inserted into which might be a few nuggets of wisdom or humor or feeble attempts at philosophy…a link or two…a cute bon mot uttered by my child.*** How...

My faith in humanity got a dent in it last night. This morning, sick with a head cold, it’s still suffering, but it’s numbed somewhat by the Gods of Tylenol. O Tylenol, how I do worship thee! You may be a false god, but you have my devotion. I’m working on a surprise for all you lovely folks on my friends list. It should be done in a couple of days, although I may wait until the election is over and the results final so that my surprise will receive the attention it deserves. I hope you like it. 🙂...

We just spent the majority of the afternoon and evening at the AWC Halloween Party, getting there early to help decorate and set up, enjoying the party, which was a smash success, but total chaos due to the record turnout of over 130 people (!!) and then staying after to clean up and put the restaurant to rights, at which point we noticed that Karin’s Bionicle pumpkin, which won a prize in the pumpkin contest, was missing. Someone swiped my daughter’s pumpkin. I’m so mad my head is steaming. Who does that?! Who steals a little girl’s pumpkin?! *** Yeah,...

Yesterday I made it to the toy store at lunch, and was lucky enough to find a superhero costume for Karin. Even though Martin and I have been trying to convince her to be one of the 3 bears with us (too bad Goldilocks will be hiking with his buddies this weekend), she had her heart set on being either a skeleton or a superhero after we got a toystore flyer in the mail showing costumes for Spiderman, Superman, and Batman. Liz: Well, Martin, I guess we can’t be the 3 bears…it’s too bad Daddy won’t be there. Karin: I’m...

Right in front of me, a brindled hawk perched on a small, winter-stripped sapling, his beak leading his head slowly from side to side. Seconds later he cast himself aloft, only about 6 feet or so, and stopped, as if he’d hit a glass ceiling, hovering in the air, wings bating and talons clenching, ready to stoop. I couldn’t see, of course, what it was that had caused his alert attention to spring to readiness for attack, but he was still hovering in the same spot by the time I drove out of sight. Another blue-sky autumn dawn, but it’s...

I just participated in my first ever ATC swap with members of the , and they came today in the mail…SO cool. It was interesting and fun to see how others interpreted this theme. Each of mine were slightly different, and I promised I’d show the whole set once they had arrived.

Fog blankets were everywhere this morning. The grass glows silver, and the car was shellacked in glitter. The clouds have come down to the ground to roost, they’re slumming. Earth’s got the vapors. As I drove up out of the valley, past the upper limit of the fog, I realized what a gorgeous day it’s going to be. The sun is already striking long shadows against the backdrop of late autumn, and the trees, which burst into flame only a few days ago have dropped their skirts. There are puddles of color along the roads, on the edges of the...

My learning curve feels really steep right now, and I’m hoping that when I reach the top I will see a long, smooth, flattened slope in front of me. Until then I keep slogging away. I like the word slogging…I should find more opportunities to insert it into conversation. Anders is gone all week, this time to Denmark, which at least means that he drove instead of flying. Whenever he travels, I have a silent panic partner that sits in my brain and gibbers at me until he’s home safe again. Despite the amount of air travel I have done...

The stuff people put other people through makes me so mad. Selfishness is the root of all evil. I have a few too many friends who are wounded by selfishness right now, and I just want to say to the people who are doing the hurting: HELLO! STOP IT! YOU’RE HURTING SOMEONE! And then I want to slap them, but good. Read the Part About Mary Oliver, It’s Great: The Silence of the Daisies Someone Doing Something to Stop the Selfishness! Immigration Thoughts

Proudly presenting the winner of last night’s Flyinge School Autumn Disco 2004 Best Hairstyle Contest!