Friday, April 06, 2012

Quote of the Day


Rob:  I’ll teach Bibi to say “Gigi is mean.”
Me:  See?  I told you.  I told you I’m mean.
Rob:  But if I have to teach her to say it . . .
Me:  As soon as she does I’ll say, “Aha!  Told you so!”
Rob:  Yeah.  Mean in the eyes of a four-year-old.
Me:  No shit.  That’s really mean.  That’s like being mean to puppies.

Today we picked up a few things for Bibi's Easter egg hunt.  We didn't have to get much because we had collected a few things last year that rolled over to this year.  I love it when we get just a little too much and open up the box to find forgotten gifts.  

Joe will be bringing his camera so there will be pictures.  Oh boy!

But first, I have one more day of birthday celebrating and tomorrow I'll be going out for brunch.

Thursday, April 05, 2012

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My birthday was lovely. I had one of those glorious yoga practices where I felt incredibly perfect afterwards.  When Rob woke up, he made me breakfast in bed, which required my getting back in bed but that's okay.  It was delicious--eggs and bacon.  (I'd already had fruit and coffee when I woke up.)

My mother sent me a package and in it was this keychain bear.  This picture really doesn't do it justice. It's ridiculously sparkly.  Joe and Bibi surprised me by dropping by and Bibi wanted to keep my new bear but I am a mean Gigi and said she could see it when she came over but it was my birthday present.

That's right.  Back off, kid.

I talked with my mother, received a variety of text messages from people who love me, and phone calls from other people who love me, and even a couple of emails from people who love me.  

A couple of our friends came over.  Fokes even made dinner for us while Chris tried to wake up.  The conversation was all over the place and there was not a single drop of wine or beer served.  Does it get any better than that?  I don't think so.

All-in-all, it was a lovely birthday.  And the celebration hasn't ended yet.  I am having brunch with Kanika on Saturday.  I have to enjoy myself while I can because I'll be starting a new course soon and I'll probably be overwhelmed and distracted all over again.

Wednesday, April 04, 2012

Wondrous Words Wednesdays



Today's Words are from
Blue Nights by Joan Didion

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There had been agapanthus, lilies of the Nile, intensely blue starbursts that floated on long stalks.  There had been guara, clouds of tiny white blossoms that became visible at eye level only as the daylight faced.  (13)

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She still gave two or three dinner parties a week, cooked herself, mixed young and old in a way that flattered everyone present, lit huge fires in her library and filled the tables with salted almonds and fat pitchers of nasturtiums and the roses she still grew herself.  (78)


In all honesty, not all of these words were new to me but I know so little about flowers, about trees, about birds.  So whenever I see something I want to look it up but I usually get distracted and remain forgetful which leads to my not looking up whatever it was that caught my eye.  

So whenever I see an image of a flower or bird in someone's blog, I inevitably want to know what kind of bird it is or what kind of flower they are sharing.  I was told by someone I love and trusted that this comes off as hostile and she asked me to stop leaving comments in her blog.  But that can't stop me from reading about a flower or something in a book and looking it up and then sharing it in my own blog.  (And let us not mention this someone again, even in veiled comments.)

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Which leads me to my sharing that the lizard is clearly in mating mode.  Rob saw Louie the Lizard, as we have labeled him, hanging out in a tree.  He would dart forward a bit, bob his head a few times, and then puff up his brilliant neck.  

Rob came in because he wanted me to see for myself and, although the tree was not nearby, I soon found the little green lizard scuttling along one limb.  He stopped, bopped his head and I swear it looked like he was glowing when he swelled out his neck.  I thought that the sun had caught the transparent flesh of the creature.  Rob assured me that this was not the case, that the brilliant color was simply so vibrant that it seemed to be lit from within. Sure enough, Louie moved further along and around the limb a bit and once again went through his mating ritual.  I could see for myself that the brilliance was not due to the sun.

Anyway, here is a mini-bouquet, if you will, from me to you on my birthday.  

PS:  It turns out "Lilies of the Nile" is just another name for agapanthus.

PPS:  The photo I shared of the Carolina anole did not do the brightness of the red justice.  It was closer to the vividness of the nasturtium.  


Happy Birthday to Meeeeee!

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Today I turn 50.  That's right.  Half a decade and counting.

I started my day with reading quietly.
Then I enjoyed one of those perfect yoga practices that leave one feeling glorious.

The day promises to be lovely because it will be full of love.
I hope you can say the same.

Today, On My Birthday

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Please take a moment to learn something about Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
I refuse to accept the idea that man is mere flotsom and jetsom in the river of life unable to influence the unfolding events which surround him. I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality. 
I refuse to accept the cynical notion that nation after nation must spiral down a militaristic stairway into the hell of thermonuclear destruction. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant.
From the speech he gave when accepting the Nobel Peace Prize in 1964.  He would nominate Thich Nhat Hanh for the prize in 1967.

Tuesday, April 03, 2012

Birthday Day Two



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So, we had an understanding. No birthday presents.

Then Rob gives me a print of Wookie the Chew.  He's sweet.  (shhhhh . . .  don't tell him I wanted the chapbook Wookie the Chew which cost half as much as the print he got for me . . . it'll be our little secret)

Go to the artist's website (link in the caption) because he is selling his artwork to raise money for his daughter.  And as if it wasn't enough that he fused two of my favoritest things into one bit of awesomeness, apparently he has an image that merges Star Wars with Disney's Beauty and the Beast.  Oh if only Bibi were old enough for the Lucas oeuvre, I would simply have to get it for her because that's just another perfect combination because I'm betting Belle was pretty high on Erin's favorite princesses.  
On my birthday, Rob and I went for our usual walk and it's getting a bit humid which means I'm struggling with my "runner's asthma" which is clearly a misnomer because I am not running.  I was wearing a shirt over this one and when I walked into the room, after stripping my t-shirt off, Rob was shocked.  I guess he didn't see the sweat literally dripping from my head onto my shoulders.  Sheesh!

And I was right.  Rob could not resist the cake no matter how hard he tried which means that tomorrow there will be a whole new birthday cake. Which is fitting because this is an extra special, with all the fabulousness in the making, birthday.  Oh boy oh boy oh boy.

Monday, April 02, 2012

Birthday Day One

My daughter came over to celebrate my birthday week with me and our dear friend Chris also joined us.

Anyone who knows us knows that birthdays mean pizza.  Rob made two pizzas--a white pizza with spinach and a sausage with onion and green pepper pizza.  Yummmmmm . . .

And the cake.  Look at it  Isn't that an amazing looking cake?  Sugar free yellow cake with no sugar added raspberry preserves and sugar-free white chocolate whipped custard filling.  The outside is almond flavored whipped cream with no sweetener added whatsoever.  The roses, which are coated with edible glitter dust, are made of sugar-fee marzipan.

Now I should interject that Rob and I were unhappy with the recipe we used for the marzipan and we are still trying to work out how we can make it taste better.  We've added notes to the recipe and, on the next round, we should be that much closer.  Between my taste buds and his determination, I am certain that only two more attempts will be needed, at most.  We may pull it off with one more go.

All in all, it was quiet and relaxed.  Had Chris not been able to come, I might have suggested Shira and I watch Bent.  (Let me clarify that I am referring her to the movie starring Clive Owen and not the televisions show which I myself have never watched.)

Rob came home from taking my darling daughter home and we watch Game of Thrones.  Thanks to someone I love, I am being forced to read the book because he is reading the book.  I was willing to wait until the final book was in print to read the series.  Apparently, the people I love have other plans for me and my reading.  *sigh*



Sunday, April 01, 2012

It's My Birthday Week

I began the month as I had hoped I would.  With a deep yoga practice.  I also spent part of it mulling the issues of racism.  I typically pace myself and Sunday is my day to dig into politics.  Inevitably, I hear what is happening throughout the week so, come Sunday morning, I’m all over the place, watching the pundits on television, reading the New York Times, and generally making myself crazy.  Seriously, crazy.  Poor Rob will wake up to my ranting about something.  By comparison, he comes to tell me about this gracious college basketball player who accidentally hurt a cheerleader from the opposing team during the game.  The athlete was not aware of the injury until after the game and was immediately apologetic, wanted to send the girl flowers, and express his remorse face-to-face.  He shares this sweet story and I tell him about Kenneth Chamberlain. 


Beautiful dogwood tree that
 has both pink and white blossoms
This is why Rob must take it upon himself to take me out for a walk.  We have been going two miles around our neighborhood.  My weekly walk with Kanika (which we did not do yesterday) is not enough for me so Rob and I trek around our two blocks, which are quite hilly, and we notice all sorts of wonderful things.  Like this two-tone tree.  Seriously, that is one tree.  Actually, Rob explained to me that it is two trees which have fused together at the base of the trunk making it appear as one.  He knows things like this.  I do not.  I simply go “oooh pretty.” 

The inherent difference of his being raised in Kentucky and my being raised in New York City shine bright on these walks.

This past week was uneventful, which is something I always enjoy to the utmost.  Today we thought several people were going to come over to celebrate my birthday (Wednesday, really) but one thing and another and then another came up until we finally have it down to my daughter and one friend coming over. 

Hmmm . . . .more pizza and cake for me!
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card for my mother.
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Besides trying to finish up the editing I have scheduled to do, the week ahead promises to be quiet.  A friend may drop by on Wednesday to celebrate my birthday on my birthday.  And next week my son and daughter-in-law will be bringing my darling granddaughter by for a mini-Easter egg hunt.  Because he won’t be dropping by today I won’t be able to do what I had hoped on Wednesday so I’ll have a belated birthday post sometime soon. 

I guess this means that one thing I’ll need to do between now and Wednesday is figure out what I am going to post on Wednesday in honor of my birthday.  In the meantime, look—puppy stickers.

And yeah.  Because my birthday is falling on Wednesday, which is smack dab in the middle of the week, I'm claiming this entire week as my birthday week.  Yaaaay!