tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19240411592589664922012-01-26T16:11:00.893-05:00The Dancing Newt...a blog for those who understand (or wish to understand) "baby rat nestle"Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.comBlogger3411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-45276242179883246722012-01-25T20:37:00.000-05:002012-01-25T20:37:03.921-05:00Winter LearningAs you know, I attended one of the winter mountain workshops with the New Hampshire chapter of the AMC (in specific, I believe my class was called "intermediate winter wilderness travel" or something like that).
Left work early Friday and carpooled up with some other people who were attending from the Boston area. Had some classroom sessions and went out for some hikes with our groups on Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-82899717869744729552012-01-24T12:20:00.001-05:002012-01-25T11:32:42.579-05:00The Sweetest Birthday Wishes, from My Mom...Got this email in my inbox when I returned from my NH weekend. I think it might be the best happy birthday I got this year.
Hey Hi Birthday Girl!
Hope you're having a wonderful day snowshoeing around - we even got the snow that I special ordered JUST FOR YOU...
Getting out this AM put me in mind of the Saturday morning you were born - it was sooooooo cold that AM that by the time we got Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-40179987369154210312012-01-19T18:28:00.000-05:002012-01-19T18:28:26.851-05:00Winter AdventureThis weekend I turn 28.
Also, I am taking a winter wilderness/snowshoe class with AMC. I will need to purchase, borrow, or rent a couple more pieces of gear. Specifically microspikes, as the terrain near the hut where we'll be staying is apparently super icy.
It is so exciting, I can't wait! I can't wait!
I am trying to get my coworkers (or some of them) to do a winter snowshoe hike too. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-56240275088072393342012-01-16T22:00:00.001-05:002012-01-16T22:59:08.172-05:00AHHThis is the time of year in which I am confused both about how old I am and which year to put at the end of the date. It's like a mini number identity crisis.
p.s. it's 2012 and I'm still 27 for a couple more days (although have thought I'm 26, 27, and 28 this past week).Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-90541271386912730142012-01-04T08:15:00.000-05:002012-01-04T08:15:40.832-05:00SometimesSometimes you look at all the things that seem hard, that you want or need to do, and you feel like you just. Can't. Do it.
Sometimes you just gotta look it in the face and say PUP YOU I'M GONNA SHOW YOU. Or at least just dig a tiny bit deeper and find that little bit of strength to drag yourself where you need to be, go through the steps necessary to get things done. One. By. One.
Ah Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-31865273229261657072011-11-13T00:45:00.002-05:002011-11-13T21:02:38.371-05:00NBPM: Recipe - Pumpkin Bread
This is a recipe that kind of developed over the course of several batches. It started from a google search for pumpkin bread recipe, involved accidentally adding twice the amount of pumpkin the recipe called for (2 cans instead of 2 cups OOPS) and went from there, including a new type of flour, and a reduction in sugar. The result is a moist and hearty spiced bread.
Pumpkin Bread
4 eggs1C Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-87151279649200545932011-11-08T20:47:00.002-05:002011-11-08T21:05:07.776-05:00NBPM: Powder BaseI don't really wear much makeup, typically just a bit of eyeliner, mascara, some subtle eyeshadow. I used to have some liquid foundation Mary Kay from my mom's friend but it was soooo old I threw it out a couple months ago in one of those intense purging moods.
Getting ready for a wedding* this past weekend I realized maybe I wanted to wear a base of some sort, so I had to ask my other lady Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-8173818790495432092011-11-07T22:13:00.001-05:002011-11-08T07:29:27.567-05:00NBPM: Totally CheatingThis is totally cheating as a blog post, but I came across this tutorial on how to do a really cute bun using only a sock:
That was actually going to be my whole post but then I thought of something else I want to say.
I was thinking about crafting, art, on the way home. How I really enjoy it. Almost more than anything. By myself or with other people, doesn't matter, both are nice. Even if Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-14415007544714537962011-11-06T00:04:00.001-04:002011-11-08T20:56:54.063-05:00NBPM: More Like Mom or Dad?Another from October : Between your mother and your father, who are you more alike?
Let's see. I would say in looks, I'm probably more like my dad's side of the family. Personality may be a toss-up. Both are smart, fun, loyal...
Ways I'm like my mom:
Sentimental, sympathetic, concerned for others
Somewhat conflict-avoidant
Making food for people as a way of showing love
Maybe more self-doubtingNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-9121636873836798592011-11-04T18:10:00.001-04:002011-11-04T18:11:58.485-04:00NBPM: Life Flashing Before My EyesDid one from October for today's: If your life flashed before your eyes, what are 5 moments you know would be included?
Things that have taken up a somewhat depressingly large portion of my life and therefore would be more of an honest representation of how I have spent my days:
Studying or attending class, daydreaming or doodling
Sleeping, trying to avoid waking up
Cleaning, cooking, eating, Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-10055315146244313582011-11-03T17:45:00.001-04:002011-11-03T17:56:10.607-04:00NBPM: Last MealOk so it is national blog post month (similar to the novel writing one but seems like somewhat less work, since they don't have to tie together into a coherent story). I just found it out from Cinderella's Pear. Anyway I missed the first two days and kind of don't really love the prompt for today, so I'm going to go with yesterday's prompt:
If you knew that whatever you ate next would be your Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-3820475828331422532011-10-31T12:07:00.000-04:002011-10-31T12:07:37.974-04:00GreatNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-71991280157059764812011-10-30T08:59:00.000-04:002011-10-30T08:59:45.813-04:00UghhhhI spent the night at my parents'. A freak snowstorm came through the area... a lot of the leaves are still green actually.
Several inches we got.
As I was falling asleep I could hear the rustle of the wind, the occasional crack of wood splitting, the thud of a heavy branch hitting the ground. Oh please don't let the house get damaged I prayed. If you are there God and if you have the power to Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-56130972713718145002011-10-24T09:49:00.000-04:002011-10-24T09:49:07.941-04:00A quote, maybe by St Francis of Assisi“Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible.” It describes a lot how I feel lately.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-46584820474564912622011-09-08T18:10:00.000-04:002011-09-08T18:10:40.200-04:00FYI not in funk anymoreI've been out of the funk so that's good, but pretty busy, so no blogging. I will have to post some pics or update at some point, but not now.
It's a generally good busy though.
Trying to squeeze every last juicy-sweet drop out of this summer before it disappears!Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-68267872522112320972011-08-09T23:26:00.000-04:002011-08-09T23:26:19.558-04:00FunkI am in a funk. I hate it and I don't know what to do. Probably either do something super drastic or let it run its course.
Damn you funk.
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-60930105823119325902011-07-26T16:35:00.000-04:002011-07-26T16:35:32.214-04:00OoohMy friend's coworker who lives on a boat got back to me with lots of info. I'm gonna see if I can go visit the boat.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-44818782507037887722011-07-22T12:43:00.001-04:002011-07-22T12:50:45.740-04:00BoatI think I'm getting obsessed. I really want a boat so bad. I want to live right near the water and get in my boat and go around in the water in the boat.
I looked at some craigslist ads and felt like I was gonna pee my pants from excitement. What the...?Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-58516383241456461122011-07-10T21:45:00.000-04:002011-07-10T21:45:55.481-04:00VoteI think I am going to order a pincushion from etsy.com - which do you like best (or top 2 or 3)?
Toadstool pincushion:
Embroidered flower garden felt pincushion (miniature):
Felted Pear Pincushion:
Pebble pincushion - dark grey:
Strawberry:Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-21184689942407279552011-06-14T00:22:00.000-04:002011-06-14T00:22:53.019-04:00From Little Bro Currently Doing Missionary ServiceHe wrote at the end of one of his letters:
Much love. Few words? One exhoration: greet the brethren and sistren with an holy kiss (1 Thess 5:26).
Heheh. Cracks me up. I miss that little, 6-foot-plus guy.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-48517742501447685702011-06-05T19:42:00.000-04:002011-06-05T19:42:43.009-04:00So Useful!This has nothing really to do with anything in my life, but I just thought I'd share this with you all. I just was folding one up and looked up a video so I could do it nicely.
I swear everything is on YouTube these days. I'm actually surprised when something is NOT on there.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-84186184111204574772011-06-02T00:09:00.000-04:002011-06-02T00:09:44.301-04:00New(t) ProjectI've been feeling this weird 'manic' energy lately. It's funny, Bubber was mentioning feeling it and I realized OMG ME TOO. A strange power and creativity and diminished sense of risk that we jokingly attribute to our famous ancestor on the Italian side.
Art by Jane Gough.
So yeah. Manic/creative energy. I'm channeling it into starting an Etsy business. To begin with at least, it will be Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-76466022549532975372011-05-29T22:40:00.000-04:002011-05-29T22:40:37.240-04:00Done?I kind of feel like this blog has fulfilled its purpose - whatever that may have been.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-60857867180699643752011-05-25T17:25:00.000-04:002011-05-25T17:25:09.982-04:00BubberMy little sis sends me an email titled "your homework." It contains the lyrics for Poker Face for me to memorize.
Check this hand cause I'm marvelous!
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-83552292830720739042011-05-17T21:13:00.001-04:002011-05-17T21:16:23.615-04:00Cards!I made some! I also made a painting of poppies and a sleeping baby fox, but I don't have a pic of them.
The cards are for giving away. But I wonder if I could sell some other ones that are slightly more professional.
My new idea would be to make some color copies and cut the prints to size and put them on the colored mats instead of one original painting per card. It would still be pretty niceNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-4584334737456330282011-05-12T12:29:00.000-04:002011-05-25T17:31:06.415-04:00Some UpdatesTonight I am going to my first meetup event! A vegetarian food meetup. I wonder what the other people will be like. Hopefully not the crazy veg types.
Also I'm getting this, because I think it's funny and cool (Reunite Pangea - heeee):
Also we have made some huge progress in terms of my parents and their house.
Also, I've been reading this book about unlocking your creativity, doing the Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-54364424080773104122011-05-06T07:37:00.001-04:002011-05-06T07:38:49.101-04:00New Bucket ListI think I posted one on here before at some point, but here's my new, expanded one.
1. Get photobooth shots done
2. Have a bakery or sandwich shop or cafe
3. Have a flower shop
4. See northern lights
5. Own a property - condo or small house - have fun making it quirky and homey
6. Publish a writing piece, my own ideas or experiences
7. Photos published somewhere
8. Learn Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-41745566135562621012011-04-14T07:54:00.000-04:002011-04-14T07:54:05.652-04:00Little SickoA dream.
I got kidnapped from my home by a wild band of people. Kind of scary, kind of appealing/attractive. I had to go live in this place with them, in the woods. The lady in charge was very, very strict and had brown bangs and light olive skin.
She kept making me do everything a very particular way. Her way. I just had to obey. I didn't know what would happen to me if I didn't do what Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-37234729038689771152011-04-10T18:54:00.001-04:002011-04-10T19:15:45.032-04:00Weekend UpdateDue to a series of unfortunate incidents I ended up not being able to go out to NY to participate in the field hockey alumni game this weekend at my alma mater. Anyway, it was only a bummer for a short while. I did a lot of fun things instead.
Hung out with many, many Danes. Very hyggelig.
Got my hair cut. Got some Indian lunch buffet. Spent some time at K + T's and baby M's for awhile. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-3138075809857842672011-04-04T13:01:00.000-04:002011-04-04T13:01:02.918-04:00I filed my taxes sooooo early this year, i.e. todayGold star for me.
And another.
And another.
A thousand gold stars.
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-44789558292816098072011-04-03T19:42:00.000-04:002011-04-03T19:42:43.165-04:00SpringspringspringLet's see let's see.
Have been doing some fun stuff - going to MIT museum, working on crafts and art stuff, seeing old friends - and lots of regular stuff.
I got these new running shoes. They have a super thin sole, and pretty much no support. The idea I guess is that your foot and leg will build up those muscles as you slowly ease into running with the shoes. I think it's working Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-48153742185929619992011-03-19T15:32:00.000-04:002011-03-19T15:32:38.313-04:00What else are you gonna do?Let's imagine for a minute that you're tidying up and you find this:
(a Valentine/birthday gift from one Beast)
and this:
(impulse purchase from Christmas Tree Shop ages ago)
...what would you do? I am guessing you would do this:
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-91856094033240624182011-03-11T17:39:00.000-05:002011-03-11T17:39:48.346-05:00Goodbye Week, Hello WeekendThis weekend we have a baby* party at my apartment for Kaci + Tom. My littlest sister sings in West Side Story. I get to see almost my whole family. And dear dear dear Rachy comes to stay for a few days!
Goodbye week, hello weekend.
*That baby's gonna be here so soon...Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-88184314850625598832011-03-08T14:09:00.001-05:002011-03-08T14:10:11.384-05:00To-doMy to-do list:
Pick up library book
Bring yellow shoes to cobbler
Eat kale
It's actually written on a sticky note right here on my desk. Seems doable.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-9965892461485343792011-02-26T20:42:00.001-05:002011-02-27T11:15:51.071-05:00Modified Sugar CookiesWe wanted to make sugar cookies, but didn't have all the ingredients AND we didn't want to refrigerate the dough for 2 hours. Also we didn't have an electric mixer. Here's the modified recipe. Delicious. Not too sweet, a tiny bit biscuit-y, and the icing adds a nice touch of sugar.
Ingredients3 cups all-purpose flour (we substituted 2/3 cup whole wheat pastry)
3/4 teaspoon baking powder
1Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-85619762870166674472011-02-20T18:18:00.000-05:002011-02-20T18:18:47.850-05:00What Happened to the Strainer?
It melted.
We made a big brunch with kale, eggs, fruit salad, and potatoes. Somehow the plastic strainer was on the back of the stove for too long.
Cool, huh?
p.s. sorry - not sure what's up with the formatting hereNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-64575448953583614162011-02-17T22:15:00.000-05:002011-02-17T22:15:20.339-05:00Impulse Purchases TodayToday was so so so nice (like 55 degrees). I got done with work and wandered a little bit, popped my head in different places.
-Little purple shoes
-A whole pineapple
-Poached eggs
-Lava cake
The first two I purchased on the way home, the second two were at a Greek/breakfast restaurant I passed in my wanderings. Only one of these I regret.
Can you guess which? Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-5519712282725729982011-02-01T00:25:00.000-05:002011-02-01T00:25:47.917-05:00AliceSo I just re-watched the new Alice in Wonderland and these words jumped out at me. The White Queen speaks them to Alice as she's looking out at the faces of all the friends she has made along the way, deciding if she is up to the challenge of fighting the jabberwocky.
You cannot live your life to please others. The choice must be yours, because when you step out to face that creature, you Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-45784665532781074172011-01-12T12:35:00.000-05:002011-01-12T12:35:02.560-05:00Being Happy, DammitUnofficial slogan for me these days (apparently):
It's MY life and I'm going to do what I want and be HAPPY, dammit. I don't really why I feel suddenly freed, but I do. I just find myself doing so many things I never felt like I could or should do. And I like it. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-13949931095104535352011-01-03T23:45:00.000-05:002011-01-03T23:45:37.198-05:00Me with the RatJust a little burst of good cheer after that depressing previous post.
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-3288656006113407882011-01-02T23:49:00.000-05:002011-01-02T23:49:59.305-05:00WinterWhy is life so hard in the winter? My life is not a bad life. I try to think positive thoughts, do fun things, keep active, but somehow everything is several times more difficult than usual, and sad.
This is how I feel: how can I face another week? Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-90395751107724045632010-12-29T21:37:00.000-05:002010-12-29T21:37:22.535-05:00ContrastThe wind is howling outside my window and the radiators are whistling and drumming merrily. A duet, of sorts.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-76521909221978236322010-12-28T07:44:00.000-05:002010-12-28T07:44:28.556-05:00Snow MiracleIt snowed here. A lot. I might write about Christmas holiday at some point, but now I am just so happy about this beautiful snow. Here's something I wrote about our first, little snow last week, it still applies, perhaps more:
AHHHH snow is so pretty! Walking to the train this morning was a little bit thrilling. Neighbors out shoveling. Little doggies making tracks on the sidewalk. The ice on Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-83810851494357437412010-12-18T13:41:00.001-05:002010-12-18T13:41:15.283-05:00Strengths and WeaknessesI had a dream this morning that I was discussing with two friends about whether it's better to spend your energy working on the things you're already good at, your natural strengths, or to work more on areas where you need improvement. I believe the conclusion was that you should spend most of your energy working on the things which you enjoy and which come naturally to you and only work on the Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-28640953956097480882010-12-16T18:18:00.001-05:002010-12-16T18:31:56.030-05:00Another RecipeMade this tofu mash and broccoli last night, then I ended up eating it for breakfast and dinner as well.
I heated the following:
1 package tofu, drained and crumbled
1/2 onion chopped fine and mostly-cooked (in olive oil)
1/2 t turmeric
1 T soy sauce
in a skillet and added oregano, taragon, paprika, salt, and black pepper, to taste. Also a bit more olive oil and a little water. Then I lightly Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-37664866288240575132010-12-14T15:49:00.000-05:002010-12-14T15:49:02.765-05:00In case you were wondering......Starbucks does not make as good donuts as 7-Eleven. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-16534518146597988082010-12-12T20:49:00.001-05:002010-12-12T21:00:08.854-05:00TodayWent to my friend's mom's Christmas concert at this unitarian church (where I attended nursery school, actually). It was nice, the melodies were nice and the chords were nice. The choir was beautiful. Music can touch that part inside of you where words cannot reach, where you know things matter and are good, even if you don't know how to describe it.
I'd been feeling tired and a little sick Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-55108669352038102912010-11-28T17:35:00.001-05:002010-11-28T17:35:50.208-05:00Conrbread PuddingThis recipe we based off of something from online that was a little more bland, but we spiced it up a bit. I think it could stand to be a little more spiced, actually. I can't find the recipe we based it off of though. But it's a lot different from that original recipe. The end result was hearty and pretty tasty.
Set oven to 350 degrees.
Mix the following ingredients in a large bowl:
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-32254422979898462872010-11-24T21:52:00.001-05:002010-11-25T10:48:43.902-05:00GratitudeAnyway, a couple friends on FB have been posting things they’re thankful for, and Rachy just made a Thanksgiving post. I think it’s good to do that. It really gives you perspective on your life, and a lot of joy to realize how much you really do have. So, things I'm grateful for:
My fun, loving family - they are not perfect, they occasionally drive me crazy, but I have to say they are one of Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-7686505663587906902010-11-22T21:08:00.001-05:002010-11-22T21:10:05.551-05:00Craft TimeHow to mount photos on foam core: step-by-step instructions with pictures (!) by Newt. It doesn't have to be photos, it could work with anything paper-y really.
1.You will need: glue stick (not shown), metal ruler, utility knife or X-Acto knife, pencil.
Glue stick not included.
2. Measure the width of the photo. These were standard 5x7 photos, so the width is 7".
Seven inches wide.
3.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-58925668551517678022010-11-17T12:56:00.000-05:002010-11-17T12:56:44.244-05:00All You Need Is...It is a tiny bit depressing when it's all couples in the house (even though they are all amazing and delightful people). I feel like I'm generally a pretty content person, but my body and heart do crave that kind of companionship.
I am concerned I'm a little too picky about men. I find a lot of them attractive, but I just don't know how many would make a good partner based on the way they Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-70519972248546237702010-11-09T16:07:00.001-05:002010-11-09T16:08:03.363-05:00Poll: Fun or CreepyI received a short hand-written letter, addressed to me by name and accompanied by a copy of the New York Times, instructing me to enjoy it or pass it along. It was signed simply 'your neighbor'. Also, the neighbor hoped I was having fun jogging and that it was helping me to stay fit.
All the neighbors I have met seem like they would probably just sign their real names. I'm not sure if I Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-42938062350211587012010-10-26T14:43:00.002-04:002010-10-26T14:43:58.155-04:00All Is OneI just blew my nose and a tiny purple piece of cabbage came out. There was cabbage in my salad at lunch. I guess everything in the universe really IS connected. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-3278939013690498252010-10-19T21:50:00.000-04:002010-10-19T21:50:38.686-04:00Dreamtime: Refurbished HumansI had a weird, kind of vivid dream. All I can recall is a series of vignettes.
I was leading an old woman home, to her home. It was nighttime, and the terrain was kind of rugged. We were at the last stretch, only had to climb this final set of stairs, but there was plywood nailed across to prevent our passage.
I tried to lead her around the side of the stairs, but suddenly lightening Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-22025160228247943112010-10-12T17:40:00.001-04:002010-10-12T17:42:21.060-04:00Nerds CareThe care package I am sending to my little brother may or may not contain printouts of some webcomics from xkcd.com...Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-57530635602851200302010-10-11T13:20:00.000-04:002010-10-11T13:20:58.780-04:00LearningA lot of life is about learning to listen, huh?
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-892046967840197052010-10-10T18:53:00.001-04:002010-10-10T18:55:34.391-04:00October MountainFamily campout weekend. This place was called October Mountain. Fitting, huh?
We went hiking on Saturday.
The noteworthy things which happened or which we saw included a sprained ankle, lots of 'poison ivy', a sick sister, a cell phone falling into the marsh (gone forever), four different people reaching around in the muddy water for the cell phone, fraudulent leech scare... another sister Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-65656122520466699462010-10-08T13:04:00.001-04:002010-10-08T13:40:39.858-04:00Sad MuffinWarning... kind of dumb post ahead.
Who would've known it would be so difficult to obtain a NOT non-stick muffin pan? Apparently everybody wants non-stick. I just think it's kind of crappy, because they get all scratched up if you're not super careful.
So I found some online for a reasonable price.
Except it arrived damaged.
TWICE.
I returned it one time, very conveniently with thisNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-46871002132642869372010-10-03T21:12:00.001-04:002010-10-03T21:14:37.190-04:00Plum IslandI awoke today, a special day, a bike ride day. I packed some snacks, bundled up, and headed downstairs to find the following special autumn surprise in the basket of my bicycle.
We had several diversions along the way. Inflating the tires, stopping for a sandwich/banana bread, etc. What we'd hoped would be a 10:00 am departure time became a 12:00 noon departure - OH WELL WORSE THINGS HAVE Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-41420484180520712412010-10-03T09:43:00.001-04:002010-10-03T09:53:44.092-04:00BriskThe air outside is brisk. Today's bike ride warrants the wearing of the formerly ubiquitous rainbow vest, I think.
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-20551675260316427572010-09-17T12:44:00.000-04:002010-09-17T12:44:05.892-04:00CortlandThis apple has a nice tartness and... bite... to it, and the whitest inside. Welcome autumn. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-59137013327877105002010-08-23T21:45:00.002-04:002010-08-23T22:11:49.655-04:00Dorkatron CrushatronConfession: I have recently developed a crush on one of cashiers at Whole Foods. I find him extremely attractive and he's just nice to everybody and seems pretty relaxed generally.
So, last week, I kept thinking of things I 'had to buy' at the grocery store, and I would even mentally prepare a nice question to ask, maybe, like 'do you have anything fun planned for the weekend?' but then it Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-81579378043392398382010-08-20T11:30:00.000-04:002010-08-20T11:30:41.100-04:00Lunch, Possible Outcomes, Ranked in Order of Desirability (with 1 Being the Highest)Because lists are fun, sometimes...
Bring lunch
Purchase lunch
Do not bring lunch OR wallet and scrounge up stale roll and leftover pasta from fridge at work
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-68391737492140942022010-08-19T18:35:00.001-04:002010-08-19T21:03:44.536-04:00Sister No. 2WARNING: ooey gooey sister love ahead.
So E wrote the following on my FB wall maybe a week ago or something, and it got me thinking, actually.
Sometimes you just want to creep on your sister's blog, but then she hasn't posted anything new in almost a month so you can't. So then you just go to bed...To be honest, this summer, I have felt like I have lost a brother in many ways, I know he'll Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-75835626682185666722010-07-17T09:20:00.000-04:002010-07-17T09:20:26.222-04:00FB Status UpdateSooooooo... I was trying to rehydrate some dried potting soil so I could transplant my chastity cactus (aka aloe plant) into a bigger pot. The sound of the soil absorbing the water was beautiful, so I leaned over the container and just listened to the hundreds of gentle little trickles.
B: (finishing sweeping in the kitchen) Katie, what are you DOING?
K: I'm listening to the water being Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-72822534877460307982010-07-06T23:57:00.000-04:002010-07-06T23:57:17.173-04:00JulyOn nights like tonight, there IS no cool side of the pillow. No cool spot on the sheets, because the bed, the sheets come pre-warmed for you from the day's penetrating heat.
You lie in front of the fan spritzing your entire body with water every three minutes or so. And you fill your water bottle with ice, snuggle with it. Eat a mango popsicle at 12:00 midnight, because what else are you Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-80560542910143999772010-06-07T15:28:00.000-04:002010-06-07T15:28:25.429-04:00Home isThis dream: no longer just a dream.
Sad day in the lives of the newt family. In all likelihood it will be somebody else’s house by the end of the summer. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-34882193799742210062010-05-22T15:09:00.001-04:002010-05-22T15:10:24.328-04:00Fish Nation ArmyMichaela likes dancing along to this.
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-37817742669587678882010-05-08T09:53:00.000-04:002010-05-08T09:53:03.599-04:00RandomI wore my retainer last night for the first time in months (because little sister E made me feel a little bit ashamed last weekend while I was staying with her... yeah I think my overbite was starting to come back and my bottom front tooth was starting to get a little crooked).
Anyway, now my teeth hurt SO BAD and I'm about to go to brunch and it bums me out a little because I loooove brunch Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-43701265075801503112010-04-07T21:37:00.001-04:002010-04-07T21:38:17.568-04:00Spicy ChickenApparently,
I would most likely taste like spicy chicken.
Created by Recipe StarNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-25955998166464467662010-03-26T08:53:00.001-04:002010-03-26T08:56:08.118-04:00Love NotesDear Boston,
Just wanted to make sure you didn't forget about me and my harrowing beauty. Didn't want you to grow complacent. Didn't want you to forget pain.
love,
Snow
Dear Boston,
You should have known I am capricious and fickle. You should have known I make an exciting lover but a terrible spouse. And Newt, you should have worn gloves today.
love,
March
Dear woman next to me onNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-26113992052274716262010-03-22T20:32:00.003-04:002010-03-22T20:32:48.988-04:00And Then I ThinkSweet holy cupcakes, woman. Eat some dinner and stop messing around.Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-88459828505724545222010-03-22T20:25:00.002-04:002010-03-23T12:50:52.099-04:00I LoveThis song. So waily-awesome. Sadly, I haven't listened to it in a long time because my hard drive got baleeted.
And the pregger banjo player. OF COURSE the pregger banjo player. Here's an excerpt from an email:
I basically love when pregnant women do anything. It's like you take any activity and it is ~10x cooler when a pregnant person does it. Shooting an arrow? Pretty cool. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-23094269078012195862010-03-17T22:29:00.000-04:002010-03-17T22:29:09.595-04:00TodayI need to do this. Things that made me glad to be alive today:
Getting to work by 8:00 AM
Sunshine
Warmth
Lunchtime walk
Vietnamese sandwich
Tiny nap on a park bench
Man selling paintings and playing motown from an old jukebox
Watching people walking
Tiny dogs
Daffodils
Exchanging smiles
Exchanging sweaters
People talking in other languages
Telling a girl I like her weird shoes
Getting a seat Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-31078829363282588772010-03-11T22:30:00.000-05:002010-03-11T22:30:53.867-05:00LentacularOn the one hand, Lent has been going pretty well, in terms of not craving candy/chocolate/desserts (except that today I want a cookie DESPERATELY, but generally I even do okay).
On the other hand, I don't know how well I have been doing in terms of my original conception. Everything has just been sort of a fog of numbness these past couple weeks.
Le sigh. I don't even know what's going on Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-49733822569719332602010-03-10T16:39:00.000-05:002010-03-10T16:39:24.877-05:00GoodbyeI feel sad throwing away ballpoint pens...Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-18381047687613380222010-03-07T20:09:00.000-05:002010-03-07T20:09:46.257-05:00PrioritiesI spilled my change purse all over the floor and into the candy bar rack and under the checkout counter at CVS, and my first thought was "DAMMIT. I had a ton of quarters in there. Those are so valuable... for laundry." Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-79704489146283682752010-03-07T08:52:00.001-05:002010-03-07T08:52:00.889-05:00Real NewsI saw a used pregnancy indicator in the flower bed in front of my building. Just lying there. Discarded. It had spoken its message and been tossed aside.
A pregnancy test does not deliver petty gossip.
It comes bearing news. Real news.
Did the woman who used it want a child? Had she been praying and hoping that this time, THIS time, it would come out positive? Is she jumping up Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-73784504667943411152010-03-02T20:50:00.000-05:002010-03-02T20:50:45.169-05:00New WordNuminous. I like its definition, though I'm not sold yet on its aesthetic/auditory appeal. I probably need to hear it in more sentences before I can fully embrace it.
I do like numen in both contexts, though, both aesthetically and semantically. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-13002475230370128352010-02-24T22:00:00.001-05:002010-02-24T22:07:41.608-05:00My Trip, in Numbers(And words.)
Sort of - but not exactly - along the lines of a Rachel-y, list-y post...
Stayed awake for 21 hours the first day
Skied - 6 lifts, 3 (?) peaks, 1050 skiable acres, 66 runs
Took 2 buses each way to the mountain, which we selected as the only one which wouldn't require a third bus
Slept in 4 different people's beds (NICE PEOPLE)
Taught my brother an eight-count tap dance, comprised Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-72427398267522800382010-02-17T23:12:00.000-05:002010-02-17T23:12:17.297-05:00Me, or not me?So in high school growing up, we had this friend Tom with whom we'd play "me or not me," a pretty silly game wherein we'd name different people and he'd have to identify the person as himself or not himself. So, if someone said "Tom," he would say "me," but if they said "Katie," he would say "not me." It was pretty funny/endearing how he would get so intensely sincere, this generally pretty Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-8152552249454903132010-02-09T17:43:00.000-05:002010-02-09T17:43:05.471-05:00My PowersBubber says she thinks of me whenever she uses this:
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-14260177541236812302010-02-01T12:17:00.000-05:002010-02-01T12:17:16.736-05:00You Didn't Eat the FruitI've been sort-of reading a book by a scholar of Jung recently, which has introduced me to the idea of the story as a map of our psyche, the different characters representing different sides of ourselves, the different locations representing the different territories of our consciousness and unconsciousness. And so, I have been examining the imagery of Adam and Eve and the garden through that Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-51905910321572495132010-01-29T12:44:00.000-05:002010-01-29T12:44:56.415-05:00Little PrayerA little prayer I made up almost exactly two months ago, to say in the morningtime:
I pray that - Grace allowing - I may walk this day in the pureness of Love. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-49248222022117983872010-01-28T19:42:00.000-05:002010-01-28T19:42:56.946-05:00Moon PhaseI have always thought that full moons and crescent moons were the prettiest types of moon. Today, I think that the gibbous is the best.
The fact that it's almost - but not quite - a perfect circle, on this day, that is what I like about it.
Like I read somewhere about some type of people who would make these intricate designs (tapestries, perhaps?), with patterns and symmetries of color Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-42157472915464340912010-01-14T23:04:00.000-05:002010-01-14T23:04:13.994-05:00Past, Present, FutureNo, as far as these things are concerned, there is just today, beautiful, perfectly, joyfully, tragically unfolding, however it may. Everything else - yesterday, tomorrow - is simply a story we tell ourselves. They are powerful stories, to be certain, stories which inform our choices and our emotion and awareness, but really the only thing that truly exists is this moment we've been given.
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-64903353594812315432010-01-11T21:14:00.001-05:002010-01-11T21:16:35.252-05:00Art ProjectSo, I have been dreaming up this art project for awhile, and finally I think I've decided how it's going to go. It will be a book, with different chapters of the same sentence over and over again. Well, the beginning of each sentence will be the same, but each one will be completed by a different person, so the ending will be different. They can be serious or silly, happy or sad, honest or Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-70556734364866181042010-01-10T18:40:00.000-05:002010-01-10T18:40:11.150-05:00Making It Fit (a story with no words)Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-55881773105752368752010-01-10T16:51:00.001-05:002010-01-10T16:53:18.414-05:00Zen SystemToday marks a week of trying this new "zen" approach to life, living very deliberately and focusing on the moment. I had recently been feeling so much chaos, so much wad-ness, and - while I think elimination of ALL chaos is unrealistic and actually quite unhealthy - too much chaos is also unhealthy.
I think my life was too polarized in terms of chaos and structure. My time was insanely Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-91058736987988921672010-01-03T19:19:00.000-05:002010-01-03T19:19:16.988-05:00WantsThat which we want with our deepest of yearnings is truly the most terrifying of all. To claim it is to take the risk of naming it as our own. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-71192570634712106382009-12-29T21:41:00.000-05:002009-12-29T21:41:04.607-05:00AfraidMy dad writes that the news is "pretty good. He was alert and sitting up. He claims to have quit smoking. And when the oxygen tube came off, he put it back in by himself."
I have very few memories of this uncle.
Probably a lot of complicated things happened before I could understand which contribute to that fact. There is sorrow there that I can only vaguely sense. Those very few memories Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-8939744166479046332009-12-28T12:35:00.000-05:002009-12-28T12:35:20.031-05:00TimeTime has not been unkind, per se, but it has been honest. Honest and stern and cold. But then, creeping in with some sort of quiet mercy.
Awash I am, saturated, dripping with emotion, and time comes with a soft absorbent cloth, slowly drawing it forth from me, out from these aching swollen pores.
And it has been sweet, too. Oh so terribly salty-sweet with honey and with laughter sprinkled Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-24637137847424025092009-12-27T10:04:00.000-05:002009-12-27T10:04:28.571-05:00Thoughts from the HolidayLots of important events transpired before I was born - or afterward but before I was cognizant - which still impact the lives and interactions of people I know and about whom I care.
Love makes you ache. Love can be but is not often a happy feeling.
My father shaved off his mustache to play Santa Claus for my cousins' kids at the family Christmas Eve party. It was weird.
My little Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-58779866542528014712009-12-18T19:09:00.001-05:002009-12-18T19:11:20.306-05:00Man Politicians with Babies/Children
...just because it makes me smile
Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-14236954717056337092009-12-17T18:45:00.001-05:002009-12-17T18:45:47.030-05:00Lentil-Bulgur Stuffed PeppersOkay, so this isn't exactly what I did. What I did came out a little bland, so this is what I WOULD have done, had I known (really for the recipe I just scaled up the quantities of certain flavors/seasonings).
This dish is great because it fulfills all of newt's Four Ps for healthful eating.
1. Simmer the following for about half an hour or until tender:
3/4 cup lentils (I used French Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-68886253991740580272009-12-13T00:46:00.001-05:002009-12-13T00:47:08.278-05:00Ritualized RetellingsUgh. I have been reading up on the manual for class discussion this Sunday (because what else am I going to do at 12:30 on a Saturday night?) - the topic: Assasination of Joseph Smith.
Not that I am even a super LDS history scholar, but reading those words was FRUSTRATING. The way the people who opposed Joseph are portrayed as unprovoked mobsters, people who, for virtually no apparent reasonNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-36349067260227482022009-12-02T07:37:00.000-05:002009-12-02T07:37:28.369-05:00Fish DreamI had a dream that I woke up with about a half dozen little tiny live fishies in my mouth. I spit them out - one at a time - into this little aquarium tank which was somehow in our living room. After having been in such a confined space for so long, they plopped into the tank and swam around eagerly.
But one didn't make it. It was dead before it even hit the water. Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-28297911782275041832009-11-25T21:14:00.001-05:002009-11-25T21:29:48.513-05:00RolesRoles.
The nurturer. The rescuer. The teacher, the student. The victim. The giver, the receiver, the peacemaker. The questioner, the helper, the friend, the healer. The knight. The maiden. The prophet, the disciple, the savior. The leader, follower, member, non-member, believer, employee, stranger, child, parent...
Human relationships are complex with intricate combinations of all Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-34967331346342463132009-11-19T22:23:00.000-05:002009-11-19T22:23:33.369-05:00Not What I Had in MindMy parents' offspring, impressive both in quality - intelligence, thoughtfulness, social adjustment (for the most part) - and in quantity, definitely stood out to the faculty/staff of the elementary school which we attended. The principal even knew all of the younger kids before they began kindergarten. One day, my mother, beginning to bulge with evidence of my youngest sister, brought my Newthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1924041159258966492.post-13702455812633513512009-11-15T08:59:00.000-05:002009-11-15T08:59:42.499-05:00TruthIt flashes like specks of gold gleaming in the mud along the river's bank. Like bits of mineral suspended in its waters. It flows in and through us, steady and real as the river itself. Dig in it, splash in it, hold it up to the light. It will still be there. But when we make it out to be something clear, something tangible, concrete, when we claim ownership, attempt to posses infinitely, weNewthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17167991094132731758noreply@blogger.com0