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Monday Already?
How does this happen? I’m just starting to feel like I am getting all relaxed and have enough sleep and wine and time with the family, and BAM, it’s Monday again. Sigh. Anyway, a fun weekend was had, definately. Friday we went to a birthday party for Ted’s sister, and everyone dressed up like characters from Sci-Fi’s series, Battlestar Galactica. I know, we’re dorks. But it’s fun. 🙂 Best Dressed, Sister and Mom, as the President and someone else. I know…I’m not even a good dork, because I don’t know the character’s names. It’s a great show, but Ted and Maya are definately more into it than I am. So…
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Bubble
So last night we finally sat down and watched Bubble, which is the movie I told you about in January. We Netflixed it, and it took awhile to come, but it finally made its way into our DVD player. Summary? Worth a rental. It’s an interesting experiment, and amazing to know that the people in the film are not actors. None of them, I don’t think. Yet, they do a good job of conveying the desperation, or perhaps the boredom, of everyday life, and of how difficult it can be to escape from that. Not that everyone’s life is that boring, but theirs certainly is, and it seems like the…
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Do you ever wonder…
Have you ever been walking along on a sunny morning, maybe with your dog, maybe the kid, maybe both, and you’re maybe walking through a parking lot or something, and you see a used condom sitting there? Of course you ignore it, and if the dog is with you, you make sure they don’t do something gross like eat it or whatever. But then later, you wonder…this is a very intimate thing, it was, literally, the only thing between two people…and here it is, in this very public place…how does that happen? Ever wonder that? No, me neither. But, as I was coming home from walking Genevieve the dog last…
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I Heart Jon Carroll…
Why? Because he writes so well. He and Adair Lara made me want to be a newspaper columnist for awhile. I gave that idea up years ago, but I still like to read his column. Today’s is great. Apologetically, but honestly, I have to say that these are the lyrics that are going through my head after reading this column: “My hands are small, i know, but they’re not yours they are my own but they’re not yours they are my own and I am never broken In the end only kindness matters In the end only kindness matters” I know. It’s Jewel. So sue me.
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In Case You’re Wondering…
Maya came home safe, sound, and happy from her overnight trip to Hidden Villa, in Los Altos Hills…(See, I didn’t say WHERE she was going before, in case some mad fucker was reading my blog and decided to go get her! But she’s home safe now, so I can say it.) She had a wonderful time: saw TONS of stars, took long hikes, made friends with a 3-week-old baby goat (kid) named Rosemary, had Frosted Flakes for breakfast, gave herself a sponge bath because she wanted to be clean but they weren’t taking showers, made a camp fire, learned a new camp-fire song about baby sharks and decomposing bodies and…
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Car Shopping & Left Bank
Last night, since Maya was out of town on business, Ted and I decided to go crazy and do those things we can’t do when she’s around…that’s right, we went car shopping and then to dinner. 🙂 We are a two car family, one of which is a 2005 Camry, complete with car payments, while the other is a 1986 Volvo (It’s a classic, right? At 20 years, it’s a classic? Why would anyone call a Volvo a classic? It’s a box!) Anyway, we went looking at cars to perhaps replace the Volvo. Sigh. It’s probably a good idea, because the car is wearing out. But we went from no…
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Car Shopping & Left Bank
Last night, since Maya was out of town on business, Ted and I decided to go crazy and do those things we can’t do when she’s around…that’s right, we went car shopping and then to dinner. 🙂 We are a two car family, one of which is a 2005 Camry, complete with car payments, while the other is a 1986 Volvo (It’s a classic, right? At 20 years, it’s a classic? Why would anyone call a Volvo a classic? It’s a box!) Anyway, we went looking at cars to perhaps replace the Volvo. Sigh. It’s probably a good idea, because the car is wearing out. But we went from no…
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Pining….
Maya left this morning for an overnight ‘camping’ field trip with her class. I say ‘camping’ in quotes, because they get to sleep in heated cabins. That’s MY kind of ‘camping’ too, by the way. I remember going to science camp when I was in 6th grade, which was a 1 week camp that all of the school kids went to. It was SO FUN, perhaps the most fun legally allowed for kids who haven’t gone through puberty yet. So I’m sure she is going to have a GREAT time, hiking and singing around the camp fire (if they don’t get rained on…storm scheduled for tonight or tomorrow early), giggling…