Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
hoping to be dismissed before noon
bringing 'something' to read thankyouverymuch
eeuuuwww a vending machine?
information wasn't all THAT important
and yes, I KNOW what to wear. jeez louise.
a little concerned about the parking situation and
unfortunately, i'm feeling slightly attitudinous this morning.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
is out there lurking in the garden (hopefully not the house)...bigger than an average thumb, fast, dressed in an irridescent camo t-shirt and wearing army boots. the carefree barefoot days of summer are being tested and he scares me with his jumping, darting ways... if you double click on his photo, you will see him in his actual size. really.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
This song celebrates it's 100th anniversary this year. It was written on a New York City train in 1908 when Jack Norworth, an actor, singer and songwriter who had never attended a major league game wrote the words after seeing a sign about an upcoming game at the Polo Grounds. The stamp is based on an 1880 'trade card' . I'm not sure how long they will be available, but we bought a bunch.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
although it was 90 degrees in the shade by 8:30 a.m. yesterday, I walked to the grocery store for just a couple of items. I spent $2.57, and found a quarter on the way home, bringing my total day's expenditure to $2.32. My significant other received a $100 moving violation and a parking ticket upped from $10 to $25 since the check sent in for payment was 'lost.' I'm feeling a wild and crazy spending spree coming on today.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
"Gamble everything for love. If you are a true human being. If not, leave this gathering. Half-heartedness doesn't reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at mean-spirited roadhouses. Don't wait any longer. Dive in the ocean, leave and let the sea be you. Silent, absent, walking an empty road. All praise." Rumi
Rumi also wrote: "The mother and father are your attachment to beliefs and blood ties and desires and comforting habits. Don't listen to them! They seem to protect but they imprison. They are your worst enemies. They make you afraid of living in emptiness."
As with anything else, take what you need, and leave the rest. I didn't buy this t-shirt. I need my clothing to be silent. Shhhh.