Archive for July, 2008

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To my dearest brother,

July 30, 2008

I know we have agreed to disagree about this horrid war and the politics behind it.  I respect your opinion as I know you respect mine, even though our opinions are not the same.

I cannot believe you have to go again.  I am full of pain and rage and panic and fear and worry and sorrow and anxiety at the mere thought of you leaving.  At the same time, I am full of pride that my brother is fighting for what he believes in, even if I do not understand it.  I know that you and others are putting your lives on the line and the gravity – and perhaps honor -of that has not escaped me.

I remember listening to this song over and over and over again with you in your bedroom when we were just children.  We listened, we sang along, we believed.  I still believe.  I sing along now and tears stream down my face.  Regardless of our differences of opinion, regardless of our polarized nation, someone and something is taking my only brother away from home and putting you in harms way.  I cannot accept that graciously.

Fuck the Fortunate Son.

I love you. I am proud of you.  I honor you.  Come home safe and come home soon.

Forever putting daisies in rifles,

Your baby sister.

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Brilliant Brilliant Brilliant

July 30, 2008

An Unschooler writes about his experience after he chose to go to public school for a year.  Yep yep yep.

Kudos, Kevin.  Wish I knew you.

Snavley Freebirds: Unschool v. School.

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What I needed today – Exactly

July 28, 2008

I was reading some of my favorite Unschooling blogs today and eventually wound up here, learning about a brilliant new artist named Amy Steinberg.

I read the lyrics and listened to the music -I highly recommend you do, too.  She’s brilliant.

What touched me today, however, is this song:

Exactly

i am exactly where i need to be
i need to be exactly where i am
i am a blessing manifest
i can undress the moment
naked time unwinds beneath my mind
and from within i find the kind of beauty
only i can find
i am exactly where i need to be
i need to be exactly where i am
i am surrendering so willingly
to be the perfect me inside this now
and truly how else could it be
destiny she blesses me
when i try to fight or run
i only wind up back at square one
when i think i know what’s best for me
fate she takes me back
to exactly where i need to be
i am exactly where i need to be
i need to be exactly where i am
i am divinely timed and shining brightly
yes i believe that there’s a purpose just for me
yes i believe that we are light
and we shine infinitely
i am exactly where i need to be
i need to be exactly where i am
i am not aimlessly existing see
i am in perfect harmony with universal energy
and i am truly free when i accept my own divinity
look at me look at me closely
what exactly do you see
if you are paying attention you will now begin ascension of the mind
why, because if you look at me just right you will see a kiss
for it took a kiss to make this breath exist
the intersection of my mother’s and father’s lips
to touch twist and perfect what came next to produce me
look at me and you will see the breeze
the breeze it took to shake the leaves to make
my mother’s hair move, my father dare touch it and say
please may i have a kiss
yes the breeze made me exist
and if you want to get even deeper into this
when you look at me you will see a cloud
the cloud it took to form the storm to shake the leaves to
inspire the liplock – yes a raindrop will pop up out these words
you heard me right
if you look at me close enough you will see a dark stormy night
and what is night without it’s polar opposite of sunlight
so if you watch the way my hands sway
you’ll see the light of day
and everyday is a testament to the sediment of the earth’s core
it’s ever spinning enormous force so if you look at me just right
you will see a spark of the source
but the most fascinating thing about this, and it’s true
is that if you look at me close enough, you see you
it’s only what you perceive how you believe the space between
you and me
that creates reality
so when i sing you can feel it
when i cry you can heal it
when i speak words you can be the words i speak by singing with me
peace love free
peace love free
peace love free
and when i am alone and full of fear
i just remember the rising sun always appears
everyday miracles that i see
well they take me back to exactly where i need to be

You can listen to the song on her site.  It’s amazing.  I must have it.  Exactly.

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Heading to the River

July 22, 2008

7 hours and counting, baby!

And just ’cause I love it so much …

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The secret

July 21, 2008

Everyone has asked me how I did my hair. I’ll let you in on a little secret – it was a handy dandy tool that I got for less than $5. Here it is ..

Trust me, it’s WAYYYYYYYYY cooler than it looks.  😀

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The final evolution of the pineapple

July 21, 2008
ooooh look, you can see my earrings again!

ooooh look, you can see my earrings again!

While at a Triathlon yesterday (no, I was not a participant – bwahahahahha,) I got reaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllly tired of my hair.  Just like that.  Too long.  The ends were dead and fried.  I looked crispy.  People should not be crispy.  Fried chicken should be crispy.  Bacon should be crispy.  Hell, even some critters have been known to be crispy, but people should absolutely not be.

Being the adventurous type, I decided that I was going to whack off my hair.  At home.  By myself.   😀  I’m a ninja like that.    While I was hacking away at it, I looked at B and said, “Damn, baby, your wife is insane.”  He replied, “Nah, not insane – just brave.”  Awwwwww. :0)  ❤

By the time it was done, I had removed 4 inches of fried chicken wannabe and revealed soft, silky, healthy hair.  I had B trim up my neck with his clippers (that’s true love, I’m telling you,) but the rest of it I did with my own little frantic hands. It feels soooooooo good and it passed the test – I woke this morning, took a good look at it, and still love it.

It's not uneven back there, that's a shadow

It's not uneven back there, that's a shadow

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Leaving Rydell High

July 19, 2008

As much as I love Frenchie, I just cannot live my life looking like a pineapple.  Apparently, she couldn’t either, as she is back to brown by the end of Grease!

I woke this morning and realized that I do not have a Pink Lady jacket and needed to attend to the tropical fruit that had taken up residence on my head.  Afeared of messing it up further, I called the Clairol hotline and was given specific intructions to do some sort of amazing chemistry experiment that would return my hair to something resembling, well … hair!  And what do you know?  It WORKED!

I’ll be staying blond until fall.  Then I’ll do a few weeks of crazy colors – pink again, blue, purple, maybe green. When all that is done, I’m going dark for the Fall and Winter.

Pineapple or not, I still say life is too short to be bored with your hair!

before - a Beauty School Dropout

before - a Beauty School Dropout

After - a Clairol Hotline Convert

After - a Clairol Hotline Convert