A boy and the only creature on Earth that can almost sort of rival his energy level. Mojo might run faster, but Tristan runs for much, much longer.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Isn't snow just gorgeous? It lays on branches and creates an honest to G-d wonderland. For a week. Then it becomes slightly more than a hassle. Now it has trapped me in my house, ruined plans- and shoes- and is the sole cause of multiple calls from my mother checking in my whereabouts. She knows more about my physical locality throughout the day now than she did when I was fifteen, or five! I just checked the weather, finding out when this torrential snow that started at 6 am today will let up. Today is Thursday, by the way. The snow will not cease until supposedly SATURDAY at 3pm. Cool. Frigid. If only I didn't live in Minnesota. Oh, yeah, I meant, if only people in the 80's didn't use so much hairspray to tear through a tempestuous outer atmosphere.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Me: "I'm kind of nervous about how rocky the ship will be across the Atlantic for my cruise..."
Dad: "Don't worry, just bring bovine with you."
Me: "Great idea! I can see it now, trying to get on the ship with a small suitcase and a large cow saying 'Please let us on, I hold on to the cow when I get motion sick!'"
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
This was my only reprieve from being stuck inside in Edgewater ALL DAY LONG. Did I have food and water? Yes. Heat? Yes. Did that matter at all? Forced to stay inside, and the one time I did brave the storm with the dogs, my comforter became trash. Will explain more later.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Me: “I watched the Superbowl tonight... The whole thing, from start to finish.”
Jordan: “Wow. Who forced you?”
Me: “My friend Shaun who was very patient and explained everything to me so it wasn’t painful. A few runs were, dare I say, exciting?”
Jordan: “Pathetic. Three year-old girls with an abnormal upbringing know the basic rules of football. How you go 36 years without knowing is beyond me. You’re almost human now.”
Friday, February 5, 2010
To those of you who don't know me, or more specifically, my dogs, this photo might seems disgustingly sweet. Two adoring dogs, gazing gently at me. I have decided to de-shrowd any misconceptions right here and right now: Both Marley and Mojo are wildy obsessed with lip gloss. While other puppies might chew on wires or sneakers or chocolate bars, both of my dogs at different times sought out chapsticks (flavored or not), lipstick, lip gloss, vaseline and anything else that was waxy and toying the line between edible and not. Price didn't matter. They consumed $14 dollar lipstick tubes as wholeheartedly as they embraced $0.69 containers of cocoa butter. A personal concession has been skipping the lip fringe. And when I forget, they remind me. Above, I am smiling, but right below the frame, I am grasping them both and holding them away from my lips. It's not worth the shine.
I have been so busy doing everything and nothing. Feeling accomplished and unproductive and exhausted and exuberant. I feel like I had this vision of my life, and it was pretty. Sunlight would come in and change the appearance slightly, and then shadows would creep in, adding new dimensions. But then someone came by and pushed the tip of this imaginary kaleidoscope spinning end thingamajig and that pretty little picture is forever shattered.
It's okay, things change and you are to embrace the moment and appreciate the beauty in all things. I'm at a point now that I can, and I really am. It's just that I keep spinning the end of this tube of mirrors, and no matter how many times it goes around, that original image is gone. Thankfully, there are days that look even better, to counter the days that I don't want to look through the looking glass. There are days that the sunlight pours into. So here I am, embracing forced change, joining too many people in this country that are currently looking for work. And I am spinning this kaleidoscope even when I don't want to. Even when the beads are perfectly aligned and breathtaking, I am shaking things up. Because if I can learn to rely on the constant of change, then I can keep letting the light in.