Yesterday, my friend David Topper posted a link to this article on the fashion blog Fashionista, which describes how Francesca Eastwood (Clint Eastwood's daughter) and her boyfriend, photographer Tyler Shields, destroyed a $100,000 Birkin handbag for the sole purpose of shooting a series of photos. The reactions to the photographs and the acts that Clintwood … Continue reading Art on the brain.
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Five Minute Mornings
I belong to a little writing group on facebook called Five Minute Mornings. My response to this morning's prompt is indicative of the reason for my internet absence, i.e., I have not gone into hiding nor declared myself a hermit. I just have a new baby. The prompt: You'll laugh, you'll cry. When he is … Continue reading Five Minute Mornings
The impossible things I believe in are good…aren’t they?
What a strange follow up this morning's post about the seemingly impossible things that are very real in my everyday... Have you ever blog surfed? You know, jumped from one blog to the next via post links and blogrolls until you've stumbled upon something you never would have encountered otherwise? After my musings about believing … Continue reading The impossible things I believe in are good…aren’t they?
“I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
(As one is wont to do when one begins working at 5am.) One: Summer will come, and with it, green and life and sunshine and warmth. Two: I work from home, every single moment of every single day. Three: I am married to The Greatest Man Alive. Four: I currently have six kids. Three of … Continue reading “I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
Jittery
My whole body gets jittery when I'm angry. My hands tremble, my stomach quakes, my legs twitch. And usually such tremors end in a lengthy explosion, a twenty-minute verbal mushroom cloud with my voice as the source of the sonic boom. I am a yeller. A screamer even. When I'm pissed, you can hear it … Continue reading Jittery
Fame!
I'm famous! Sort of. Our local public television station airs a show called "You Gotta Have Art" that features the local artists who are teaching classes with the Adams County Arts Council. I was interviewed last week as one such local artist. I showed up for what I thought was a radio interview (read: no … Continue reading Fame!
Mile Marker 30
I turned 30 a few weeks ago, on Christmas Eve. I didn't think it would be a big deal. No big party. Not even just a dinner out with my husband or a few drinks with my girls. (Though drinks with my girls is currently difficult because most of my girls live in other cities. … Continue reading Mile Marker 30
Sans TV
I don't miss the television any more. We used to have cable, back when we lived in England. Before we left for the UK, my mother threw a fit, pointing out every possible negative she could manage. She does that. Always. "My friend lived in England, when her husband was stationed there. You'll start to … Continue reading Sans TV
Dear Flying Spaghetti Monster…
As if to confirm that I should, in fact, be thinking about death right now, a girl with whom I went to high school has passed away suddenly. Today. Just over a week ago, out of the blue, she started suffering seizures that seemed to be linked to a previously undetected heart arrhythmia. Her friends, … Continue reading Dear Flying Spaghetti Monster…
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