Monthly Archive: October 2009

08
Oct
2009

HONESTLY!

What a busy week! It seems only yesterday that I posted but it was Sunday! And now it’s Thursday! Zooooooom. Not over yet, either. It’s been all AWC, all the time. I’m officially no longer the Editor, which is a weird feeling. I went through this several yeas ago, when I gave up the Editor position for a year and took a break from the board work, though I helped out a bit with the web work that time. This time, I’ve just moved positions on the board, and am still 1/2 of the webteam, which probably means nearly as...

04
Oct
2009

AT THE END OF THE DAY

Read a great book: People of the Book by Geraldine Brooks Watched a great movie: The Fall by Tarsem Singh Looked at a beautiful thing: Amazing paper craft castle Laughed really hard: Regretsy (warning, some NSFW) Friday night was the 25-year anniversary party for my company. The theme was The 80s and for weeks people have been talking about what they were going to wear, going shopping at second-hand stores and debating what does and doesn’t define 80s style. You have no idea how old it made me feel. Probably like my parents did when we had 50s or 60s...

03
Oct
2009

THINGS I COULD DO TODAY

My family is gone on a weekend Scout camp. Martin left last night with the older kids…they were planning to sleep outside in “wind-protected lean-tos” if the weather cooperated last night. Since it was clear with a brilliant bright moon I hope they did. Today it’s grey and raining: not so fun for a camp, but Anders and Karin left this morning with their backpacks stuffed to the brim and smiles on their faces so I’m sure they’ll be having a good tiime regardless. I woke up at 7:30 when Anders did, and promptly fell back asleep until they came...

01
Oct
2009

EVENING POEM #1

For the ones who bring it I started to name you, tossing out monikers here on the evening air so you would hear You would know how much you matter You would think: wow! little ‘ol me? Your names, a litany of light that goes Around and around this great big globe A tangled connection of something bigger than the earth It reaches from me to you All the way round and back again I hold on with both hands and call your names: yes, you.