When BAB was a little witch with a pointy hat for Halloween, from 1993-1997, she preferred to wear the elastic chin strap under her nose. Who knows why?
But, it's one of the many reasons I love her.
When I unwrapped this tiny little fella, I experienced a sense of joy and panic. Then my sister told me she had found him in the humane traps set in her basement, and a wave of relief washed over me when she said I didn't have to keep him. His name was Guthrie, and I only knew him for a few hours. He liked to eat cheerios and jump around and crawl in his paper tube. For a few seconds, we thought about actually keeping him, but then Bab sternly reminded us of the hantavirus. Today, we released him in the sunshine near the creek and wildberries. And I hope he doesn't ever find his way back to me because I'd be very sad to have to break the neck of my birthday present. Thanks for the nervous laughs, Noel! :)
An argument I just had to have with a coworker when she mentioned she didn't know if we were moving closer to the sun.bab: "Well the universe is expanding, so probably not."
coworkie: "That's not actually true. There are people who believe that, but there's other people who don't."
me again: "Wha?? They can show that things are moving away from each other by the light waves."
doofy: "We're not the center of the universe you know."
starting to lose it: "I know. Well I'm in the expansion camp. But I don't know enough about physics to prove it to you."
the bitch is, I'll dwell on this for a week.
Gerda Weissman Klein was a Holocaust survivor who was deported from Germany as a teenager and then later married the US Army officer who led the troops that rescued her.
After a week of praying, or wishing, or simply hoping, a lot of us started this weekend with heartache. It is hard to face an evil that is in your backyard. There is darkness you will never comprehend. And maybe you aren't meant to comprehend it. because that would mean a part of you could hold on to it long enough for your eyes to adjust to the void, begin to make out shapes from the shadows. But, it is hard to know it still exists. I suppose it would be easy to say the world is an evil place and proceed to seal your heart from it. But then you also block all the good as well. So, we will just have to be a little more gentle with each other, a little more careful, knowing we're all walking around with exposed hearts, daring the world to be better than it is today. There are raspberries to be found.
Adorable-ness is listening to your parents tell you about the PBS program they watched about Temple Grandin, the CSU animal sciences professor who has autism. She's lucky she found a way to use her mind so effectively. Her mother admitted it wasn't easy for anyone in the family.
You're not shocked to watch your mom's eyes tear up but are quite surprised to see dad all misty eyed too!
My birthday is coming up in the next few weeks and I've had to be quick on my toes about what I want for my special day. So far I've asked for a salad spinner and a chiminea. But what I really want, what I've wanted ever since 1993, is that dinner Mrs Doubtfire secretly orders. I don't know what that orangy pink sauce is, but go on and smother it on my green noodles and baby carrots!