Unspeakable

First off, I don't think I really want to know what "solid potato salad" is. Second off, I feel like I took the green acid when I watch this:

Elsie Rose

every time I think about
the times I made you cry
with my selfishness
my harsh tongue
every slammed door
makes me weep now
that you're not here

I can't imagine what I was thinking
how ignorant and angry I was
and now I would give the world
to have a few more moments
to love you in person
and to tell you how important you are

I said those things, I said them all
in the darkest days we shared so many
of our deepest currents,
strands of ourselves no one else had seen or heard
before or since
and you asked what you'd ever taught me

you taught me how to think, how to cook,
how to give of myself
you showed me a life of grace and humility
and you always reminded me how good I was
in everything I did.
you kept me close to your heart no matter what
awful thing I'd done or said
even when I made you cry
always you loved me and I would come to you
I will always come to you.

days are so much longer without you
to talk to, to laugh with, to share our secrets
I have maybe 40 more good years here, just like you did,
if I'm really good and lucky
but when it's time to go, I will seek you out
I hope you will do the same.

I will show you how I've matured, become
the person you dreamed I would be
and together I think
we'll play Scrabble again at some cafe,
watching the people pass,
and smiling.

Uh, China, Ur caps is on...

TO THE GLORIOUS MOTHERLAND!

Scary Mary!

Thanks to Anita Marie for this:

Julie Andrews is da bomb

Which musical extravaganza do you prefer:

Sound of Music (Julie Andrews as postulent nun-turned nanny of seven-turned Frau Von Trapp-turned Nazi Austria escapee)

or...






















Mary Poppins (Julie Andrews as magical nanny-derby winner on a merry-go-round horse-sweet on a chimney sweep-family mender)?

















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Doctor Who is BACK!

I grieved over the departure of David Tennant, but now it's time to be wrapped up in the magic again. Tonight Bizarro and I watched Matt Smith's first Doctor Who episode, and I have to say that I am well pleased. Don't worry, I won't post any spoilers, but the new TARDIS design is absolutely awesome, Matt Smith is likable, rascally and mysterious (but not as cute as DT, let's face it). He has yet to find his "edge" but that will come in time, and with the much stronger writing of David Moffat, I am ready to see what happens next. Geronimo!

If you'd like a sneak peak at the new TARDIS design (no story/character spoilers, I promise), have a look at Blogtor Who.


From UK TV listings magazine, courtesy of Blogtor Who.

Hotter than a bull's tit. Wait...er...

Yesterday I was trying like hell to find a good comparative metaphor for the mini-heat wave we're having. I was going off of the ole "colder than a witch's tit," but I didn't get very far, clearly. And I call myself a writer. Oh, well.

In other news, I dropped some cold hard cash on new clothes for the spring/summer business-caszh wardrobe. It had to be done. I've grown out of most of my work clothes (which in itself is another post for another blog - let's just say I ain't happy about going up another size since last spring). Yay for Kohl's! I found some good deals on clothes that don't make me look like a donut.

Spring cleaning has commenced, beginning with piles in the bedroom that at some point over the winter I'm pretty sure gained sentience and formed a United Federation of Discards. Their little cliques and will soon be destroyed and redeployed to my own design. I've been reading too much Becoming Madame Mao. I'm starting to talk like a Chinese Communist ca. 1966.

And on that note, I'm going to go "pull the weeds" of my closet and dressers to make room for revolutionary clothes. Out with the old, in with the new.

Decked out like a Peep

Oh yeah, you know I'm talking about Peeps on Good Friday.

I looked online to see if anyone has made Jesus Peeps, but I didn't find any.

It's Easter weekend. This means most of nothing to me, since I'm Buddhist, but I do get the vibe of resurrection/renewal/rebirth (the Christians didn't invent that shit, y'know). This Sunday I plan to make our family's holiday staple: lasagna. I will also watch Mary Poppins on TV, and definitely I will watch Jesus Christ Superstar at some point.

I bet when I check the mailbox I'll have an Easter card from my brother and his wife. Funny how they think it's still appropriate to send me these religious cards on Christian holidays that I don't celebrate. I'm sure this Buddhism thing is just a phase I'm going through (at the age of 42, after 9 years), and eventually I'll find my way back to Mother Church. Not to be confused with Mother Russia.

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Nose plugs

Oh man has it been stinky in here. REEKING with my bad attitude. The spate of gorgeous weather has allowed me to open Window and Patio Door, thus creating a cross breeze that is helping to Get Out The Stink.

Well, so yeah I've been home sick all week, except that I haven't really been home sick all week. I stayed home from one job, the one with the most hours and the most frustrations, but I had to go in to do the other one, for which no one was available to cover me anyway. I taught those classes feeling feverish, woozey, and totally grumpy.

And now it's Friday, it's 80 degrees, and except for a brief visit to the store to pick up food and juice and echinacea and goldenseal in a pill, I've been parked on the couch, reading Becoming Madame Mao (totally absorbing, love it love it love it) and journaling EFT Choices set up phrases (or, MTT, since after a legal todo, EFT can no longer be used. MTT stands for Meridian Tapping Technique). I've also slept a lot.

The bottom line is, though, that I keep getting sick and I keep not being able to fend off the worst germs that come my way. What's up with that? Oh, I have Theories. I have many Theories.

And I know I shouldn't ask the question, but sometimes I do get irked when Good Things Happen to People Who Should Know Better. (Why do Good Things happen to People Who Should Know Better?) I mean really, it does irk me to see this going on in the world. But then I shrug it off and remind myself that just because someone gets to travel around the world doesn't mean she doesn't have problems.

Mmm so I think it's time for some kind of Vitamin C cocktail (minus the alcohol, unfortunately) that will enable my immune system to unfuck itself. If my sinuses don't start draining soon, I think they will pop out of my head and march on down to the neighborhood pub all on their own. And that would be a sight to see.

April Fools

Nothing very foolish about today. It was in the 70s, sunny, gorgeous, and I'm still sick. Seems that's all I talk about on this blog. That and how shitty I feel about everything all the time. That's why I haven't written in awhile. And see? I'm writing and so far all I've talked about is being sick and depressed.

So. There ya go.