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Thursday, November 19th 2009

8:16 PM

how I love this place!

 

so much fun it should be illegal!

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Wednesday, November 18th 2009

8:11 AM

#8 everything is going to be alright

 dang ! i thought i posted yesterday

Jules and I caught this while in D.C. at the Hirshhorn museum in D.C. Proof positive we are just ridiculous people ~ we had been walking around D.C. all day and  happened to look into this small theatre and saw it was a movie...so we went in and sat in the back row against the wall. It was very dark and this scene played continually ~ a man walking in front of an icebreaker. We sat there ..............waiting.............for something to happen. Eventually other people would come in a sit in front of us, pairs of people and they would sit for a moment and there would be silence, then perhaps a cough, then embarrassed laughter, then they would leave shaking their heads. Jules and I enjoyed watching people react over and over typically the same way: some would speak about  how stupid this was, others would be searching for some idea of what was going on....it was way too interesting. they would leave and then we would laugh ~ perhaps it was a feeling of superiority that we knew this was all there was and they just didn't get it. Maybe we were just tired and sitting made our feet hurt less and we were giggly anyway, whatever it was- this is one of our favorite memories from Washington D.C.

Black Box: Guido van der Werve

April 20, 2009 to November 8, 2009

In Nummer Acht #8 everything is going to be alright, 2007, van der Werve plods just ahead of a gigantic ice-breaking ship as it crashes through the Gulf of Bothnia in Finland. He seems oblivious the giant craft at his heels. The romantic notion of his isolated and harrowing plight is made vivid by van der Werve’s daring performance. His stride is at once quaint and ambitious, dangerous and hilarious, ridiculous and sublime. He is a stand-in for everyman who presses on despite all peril.
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Tuesday, November 17th 2009

9:03 AM

it's beginning to look a lot like thanksgiving

planning

preparing

anticipating

the smell of turkey in the morning

hot coffee beignets and macy's parade

starting with the turkey and ending with santa

like a starting gun and the hoilday season begins

family friends food

board games and football

holding babies

and chasing the little guys

listening to/telling old stories

seeing the faces of those

i love the most

remembering those that are no longer here

their spirits fill the air on this day

~

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Saturday, November 14th 2009

11:24 PM

philosophy

This is my simple religion.
There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy.

Our own brain, our own heart is our temple;
The philosophy is kindness.

~ Dalai Lama

talking with my mom the other day while riding in the car
about normal things:
the kids
us as mothers
our weaknesses which perhaps are really our strengths
religion what it all really means
burial plans and how she must talk to my aunt about them
our purposes here on earth
are we doing all we can?
subject came up about kindness
i had found  a quote maybe on Anne's blog and
used it on facebook the other day:
"The way to know the heart of a person is to see how they treat people they don't know when in need."

Corey had written a post about when her husband proposed to her
and how it was interrupted by his kindness to a stranger, i told mom this story and various stories of my husbands kindness as well we spoke about both of my grandfathers and my husband: three of the kindest men i have ever known. i had an epiphany the other day
about kindness
perhaps it really is the most important thing
and how everything flows from that

when i think about the people in my life who are now gone
whether dead or just not in my life anymore
it is easy to divide them into 2 groups
kind and unkind
and it is pretty amazing that most of the really kind ones are dead
the others that are no longer in my life
are for the most part unkind, they just didn't make the cut
sure there are a few that physically moved away or drifted
out of my life for a lot of reasons
but the majority of people that i see, talk to, or even just think about on a regular basis are very kind

one advantage of middle age
we know what we like
what we need
and especially what we do not want or need in our lives

i have a plaque that reads:
KINDNESS MATTERS

and you know
it really does

Kindness is like snow - it beautifies everything it covers"

peace out

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•.

Splendid


 

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Thursday, November 12th 2009

8:34 AM

grandpa the

wanted to write a bit about my grandpa theo
i always called him  'the'  like theo without the O
i called my grandmother lonnie 'ninny'
i blame this on strange indulgences for a 1st grandchild
he was one of the funnest people i have ever known
kind, smiling, i always imagine him laughing
 hubby said it best
"he was wide-eyed"
he had a childlike innocence about him
he was the definition of a simple man
i have few stories about him
i know that he worked for the WPA
Works Progress Administration
in the national parks building walls
along the highways
he may have traveled out west
or worked closer to
home here in Ky & Tn
anyway i always like to think of him when i go
to the smokey mountains and see those straight rock walls
between me
and the edge of a huge cliff
reminds me that he is still protecting me

he played a mean harmonica
and he always had a twinkle in his eye
when he was retelling a story
he loved to tell the same ones over and over
but it always seemed like he just remembered it
from so long ago
and it was fresh

we moved away when i was young
so most of his stories were about me before i was five
he & i were buds and we went to the store near every time
we came to visit
according to him i was the funniest
person he had ever met
but i kinda understand that being his first grandchild
so one time we went to the store and he was supposed to
get stuff for dinner and i insisted he buy feminine napkins
now you must realize i could read by the time i was 4
and i guess once i saw the word napkin i would not be dissuaded
(i still have this problem of being hardheaded)
but he dearly loved to tell this story
another time we were out and we had a bit of car trouble
we got out and opened the hood
and i suppose grandpa the was cussing and hitting the
car and calling it all sorts of names
and i quickly spoke up and said
"this is not a( insert any expletive),
IT"S A PLYMOUTH!"
and he would roll and laugh till tears
flowed down his cheeks.

i just realized how much he was always playing with things
and that is surely where i get that
he had many fun novelty items which he kept close at hand in the kitchen
i loved these as a child
he had one of an outhouse and when you
opened the door
the man would swing out and pee on you
he always had little toys to play with
the dunking bird was a favorite
i remember on the light over the kitchen table was a long chain
and at the end was stoplight made of colored dice
that you used to pull the light on.
he and my grandmother smoked like chimneys
and used those small metal ashtrays with the bean bags on the bottom
they always had at least 2 dogs and he fed them gainesburgers
i thought that was so cool hamburgers for dogs

my grandparents were from harlan county ky
i don't know much about their families
i do know they married when my grandmother was only 14
and they ended up moving to
cincinnatA
grandpa the worked for roadway trucking here
and loved being outside
he always had a huge garden in his yard
and loved to talk about 'maters and peppers
food was the main topic in any given conversation

he eventually moved to GA to live with his sisters
and he was well cared for in his final years
he was a wonderful person
and i am proud to say the same blood that ran in him
is in me, so i know i can always do better.


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Tuesday, November 10th 2009

12:40 PM

you say clutter like it's a bad thing


so today i am feeling better
than i felt yesterday
but having spent yesterday
on the sofa
my body now believes i should
spend today in this chair
in front of the 'puter
i have eaten toast and excedrin
and drank 2 cups of peppermint tea
and one cup of coffee
and now my headache has abated

surfing the net
has become a pleasure
i rarely get to enjoy anymore
not because of time
i have time
i have just decided to
try to become more productive
cleaning out stuff
which really means just moving it from place to place
do we really ever get rid of anything?
i have taken a van load of stuff to goodwill every week
for a month
and truthfully
i can't tell any difference in my house
WTF?
i have too much stuff
i am trying to purge my life of unnecessary stuff
but it must be reproducing faster than i can remove it.

so i was really going to write about something today
not stuff
but this has become way too long already
so it shall wait

FMI ~ grandpa the
next time


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