Monthly Archive: April 2013

30
Apr
2013

A GOOD GOOD DAY

Tomorrow is May Day. May First. Labor Day (for us Europeans) and a day off. It’s the first day of the FIFTH month of the year. How does that even happen? I mean how does it happen so FAST? The sun has finally decided, after a long sulking morning, to come out and play…though there are still an awful lot of white blobs bumbling around up there. It’s still quite chilly and I suppose my hopes that it would warm up a bit so I don’t have to sit outside and freeze tonight by the bonfire (I know, but you...

27
Apr
2013

THINGS, SOME GOOD, SOME NOT SO GOOD, SOME GREAT

The light is lying low over the fields, bathing the back of our house in gold and pink. There’s a line above the horizon demarcating a nimbus edge just before the blue starts. We had giant puffity clouds today, looking like a line of rounded marshmallow mountains, one an Ewok for a split second before it morphed into just another heavenly cottonball. There are fat little buds on the cherry tree but no blossoms yet. Everything is just about to burst…we had a couple of days of rain and you could really see the effect…hedges went green, the fields went...

21
Apr
2013

WALKING ON SUNSHINE

The sun is shining, though it’s still a little chilly out, and for some stupid reason I am inside. I have a bad headache, which is part of the reason, because I know if I go outside before the headache is totally gone, the sun will pierce through my eyeballs and my brain will spontaneously combust. I was out in the sun a bit yesterday…you have to ease into these things when you’re a troglodyte homebody like me. Karin and I whacked down the dead long grass in the front garden and removed the pine branches from the bed under...

15
Apr
2013

WEDDING PLANS & GARBAGE CANS

In the interest of helping my daughter be more organized with her homework, school books and papers, I promised to give her a large plastic case I had up in the back of the closet. It’s bright blue with 10 or so pockets and a flap that folds down over the front and closes with elastic bands. The pockets were all neatly labeled and there was an index card in a pocket on the front listing the contents of each pocket as well: ceremony, flowers, reception, catering, photographer, etc. I bought the case in 1995 and used it to hold...

13
Apr
2013

THE URGE TO PURGE

The dining room table is covered in Lego again, but I swear this is the last time. My mom sent 5 pieces home with Karin from Dallas and now they’ve been added to the kits that were missing them and labels are ready to be printed. Now we just need to decide what we actually want to do with it all: sell it? or stick it up in the attic for posterity? There is also a stack of old comic books on the table that Anders needs to go through; Karin and I did a number on her room today...

07
Apr
2013

PLANNING IS BRINGING THE FUTURE INTO THE PRESENT*

You’ll be surprised, I’m sure, to hear that I have a crazy week ahead. ALERT THE MEDIA! Something every day! Something every night! This kind of thing NEVER happens. Heh. We went to see Oz the Great and Powerful tonight with my cousin Cate and her daughter, whom we haven’t seen since forever ago. It was a last minute decision, but I’ve been wanting to see the movie since I heard about it, so I was excited, and the opening credits were quite clever and I was thrilled and then: meh. Terrible acting, stupid side bits, glurge and ridiculousness. SO...

05
Apr
2013

COMPELLED BUT NOT COMPELLING

There still seems to be a pull for me away from the computer and away from writing; I’m not 100% sure what is causing it. I know that part of it is because of sitting at a computer for 10 or so hours nearly every day, intensely working. When I come home, I still check emails and a few other not really essential things on the ipad or PC but to sit down and write seems to take more effort than it used to. Whatever…I’m prepared to fake it ’til I make it. The sun has been shining nearly every...

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