P H O T O H U N T

“Candy”

I don’t banish candy and goodies, altogether, from our house, I just
make sure that what I give the kids isn’t filled with dyes and
high fructose corn syrup. I found these organic candies at Kroger.
They are by College Farm, and they are really yummy!

Be content with what you have, rejoice in the way things are.  When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you.
—Lao Tzu

264: Since Christmas-time I changed the furniture around in our family room, so that there was more play space. Last week Michael suggested that we put the couches back, the way they were, and I hesitated. Then I started to think about it. Yesterday I put the couches back, and–oddly enough–I feel a sense of peace. The feng shui must’ve been off and now it is restored!

265: It’s raining outside and I’ve taken some time to just chill out to some of my “new” favorite songs. The one I’m listening to, when I took this picture, was “Star Mile” by Joshua Radin.

Oh doubt in the girl by your side
She’s feeding your pride
As you go for a ride down the star mile

Worlds arise as she lets you come in
A duo begins
To the Hollywood din of lonely

Chorus:
And all the gold dust in her eyes won’t reform into rain
You had and lost the one thing
You kept in a safe place
Remember the face
Of the girl who made you her own
And how you left her alone

All’s well at the base of the hill
You might need to fill
a prescription to kill off the silence.

Look down from your tower on high and take in the night
Look her right in the eye
She’ll listen

(Chorus)

Life comes to those that are true
The regular news
Over playing the blues with the light on

And if you burn the road that’ll lead you back to her in time
I’ll watch you turn to stone
Can’t find the sublime

She’s moving on without you
The tide breaks
You watch the stars fade
They gather you back to their home
I guess it’s better than being alone

Sometimes what we want isn’t what we have, and sometimes what we have isn’t what we need.
Sometimes what we need isn’t what want, and sometimes what want isn’t what we can have.
Sometimes what we have isn’t what we need, and sometimes what we need isn’t what we want.

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I often feel tiny, invisible, a speck of dust.  Like I could blow away and it wouldn’t even matter; I’d just join all the other particles floating around in a void, a blurry haze.   I want to feel huge, discernible, a precious metal.   I just want to matter to you.

100 Words
Brainchild of:
Velvet Verbosity

Mikey:  “I am so glad I don’t live back in the Medieval Times.”

Livey: “Why?”

Mikey: “Because when you pooped, guess how you wiped yourself?”

Mama:  “With a corn cobb?”

Mikey:  “Nope.  With a…..SPOON!”

{A collective IWWWWWWWWWWW!}

Mikey: “Yep,  I’d definitely have to be a King or a Knight or a Noble, because they wiped their butts with cloth.”

Maybe I’m just dabbling in exoticism? Maybe not, but I have this belief about the grand scheme of things; the big picture, if you will. For years I’ve believed that we, in life, can be equated to beams of light. Each beam shines in a certain, unique way. Some may fizzle, some are super jagged, some are straight and narrow, and some are so bright that others are drawn towards while others are grotesquely appalled. Each, though, has the possibility to shine greatness. With all this, some beams shine parallel to others, never touching, while others cross producing a dynamic brightness. This dynamic brightness can be either, or both, positive and negative. It’s never known until the rays intersect.

You know when you meet someone and you just click? Or you lock eyes with someone in the produce department of your local groceria, and you are instantly drawn? You know what it feels like to sit next to someone in a waiting room and just feel “it”? Or you get a prank phone call and that prankster ends up being one of your best friends for life? You know? Kismet. Destiny. Beams of Light Intersecting.

Then one day it happens. A once positive energy source, turns negative. A deflection is in the works and it’s so uncontrollable. You can’t help it, stop it, or avoid it. After all, you, a beam of light, can not fully control [your fortune]; there’s something more in the grand scheme of things. You just have to have faith that the Greatest Beam will shine in the right direction and even when you don’t shine in the right direction you are hopeful that, willingly, this Beam will shine purely, with truth, and affirmation of life. There’s a faith that each light possesses that allows [it] to have confidence that the Greatest Beam is who He is and that He will do what He promises to do. Faith. Hope. Confidence. Brilliance.

It’s a complicated theory. I don’t even fully get it, but I don’t think I’m quite supposed to really. I just felt the need to finally put it together for myself. At this point in life I have been feeling that I don’t have enough beam points. I often feel like I am blazing in a straight line, not crossing, not bumping, not even feeling heat from the others. This is just a feeling, I know, because there are many, constant criss-crosses. I’m thankful for those intersections and I have a resounding faith that my own illumination is strong, assured, heartening, steadfast, and true.

Shit or get off the pot!

I am happy that a relationship with our neighbors is being forged. There’s been a line that’s been crossed from neighbors to friends, and it thrills me. The kids all get along. We, adults, all get along. It’s really nice.

On Saturday we went to the Atlanta Zoo. Michael and Mikey hung back at home; they had themselves a nice father-son afternoon. I would have loved for them to join us, but they had other things planned. I’m glad they had the time to hang out. After all, Michael should’ve been at work and they wouldn’t have had that time. But, he was placed on call and got to spend an extra week home with us. That was a pleasant surprise since we thought that, upon our return home from Buffalo, he’d go back a day later.

The Zoo was great. I have been three times–total–now. This was our first trip on a Saturday, though, and while it was busy, it wasn’t bad at all. We ate an all too expensive lunch there, too, but it was good. Or, we could’ve just been THAT hungry. I’m always a sucker for the zoo, no matter where it is. Our last trip to the zoo was in Buffalo, last spring, and the Atlanta Zoo is much more grand.

I was a bit disheartened by rude behaviour by people. Neighbor Dad and I were talking about how it’s just not the same anymore and that more-and-more people are just idiots without respect. Sure enough, though, just as we were getting ready to leave I was shown that there are still decent people in the world. I guess we just have to keep hope alive.

When we got home, the kids played outside some while I made dinner. I made an easy-peasy dinner—chicken and cheese enchiladas. I was really thankful that I bought a rotisserie chicken the day before, at Kroger. After the kids were tucked in for the night, Michael and I watched a movie. We watched “Gone, Baby, Gone” with Casey Afleck and Morgan Freeman. I thought it was a good movie, but I absolutely detested the ending.

Olivia had a present for me for Mother’s Day. She had planned it in Buffalo and got my mom to help her with the surprise. She couldn’t wait to give it to me and when she woke up yesterday morning she brought me the bag that housed the gift. Inside, a beautiful wind chime.

Day 261:

The kids and I and we went to church with Neighbor Mom and Kids, then the kids played outside, while I made dinner, and afterwards Michael got to cut the grass. Yes, I made dinner on Mother’s Day! I had been planning this dinner for a few days and we had eaten out a few times, already. I didn’t feel like fighting all the crowds at the restaurants, either.

I made: Italian Sausage with Peppers and Onions, “Macedonian Salad” (Cucumber/Tomato/Feta Salad), and Corn on the Cobb.

I also drank beer. I also got drunk. I also passed out around 8:30pm.
I am not, nor will I ever be a beer drinker. The Sam Adams Cherry Wheat (2) sure was yummy, though.  I liked it better than the Summer Ale (.5)

Day 262:

Michael is back to work this week, we’re back to the grind, but we’ll see him this weekend. The week is going to fly by, for sure. We have two play-dates planned, Karate, Olivia’s soccer game, and a birthday on Friday. A certain “Secret Agent” is turning 34! Maybe she’ll finally get the chicken wings she’s been craving. No more beer, though. Definitely no more beer.

I wrote a guest post last night.
Check it out; it’s over at Penelope Anne’s Cafe at the End of the Universe

With that post I would like to wish all mothers of the blogosphere a very
Happy Mother’s Day!!

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“Let the sun shine”

“She wants mature curtains/ To keep her bathroom dry”

“I still love to wash in your old bathwater”

“I ain’t never seen an ass like that”

“I’m on the football team/ Na na na na na”

“We are the earth invaders”

“Spin your web and draw me in/ Spin, spin, spin, spin!”

“We got the beat”

“Cause I come from the land of lizards”

“Ooh, baby, I think I love you/ From head to toe”

“He mostly sits around contemplating”

“He dreams about the world outside”

“The people stop and stare”

“I’ll do graffiti if you sing to me in French”