Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Hold on Wait a Minute
Play Me
What has happened here...my god...these are supposed to be the best years of my life..I am supposed to be hanging out with a husband and have like 15 yrs of marriage behind my belt..we should be cruising around languid with other couples..taking couple trips..hanging out at each others pools..I should have the dynamics of our bedroom rituals and anniversaries all figured out by now..I should be cooking for large crowds of people..entertaining and making small talk with adults while the kids are tucked in bed at night ...I should have bank accounts (plural) and know that when I put something away that it will stay there because it is my home and will be there 20 yrs from now.. Wow! how did this happen in these best years I sit alone at night watching Adult Swim, eating goldfish crackers, switching off from my Crystal Light & on sale red wine? How is it that I share my bed with a 4 yr old.. have the messiest hair in the morning and just don't care..how did this happen? it is madness ... I am the ex wife... sheesh..the one who likes to drink one too many and blurt out things when I shouldn't... who has decided it is best I stay indoors most of the time.... who has yet to embrace her single status & become the it girl...who's nailpolish is chipped most of the time...who probably will be moving once her lease is up..who acts a little reckless because this is the first time in 18 yrs I have had to go it alone...who shudders to think I cannot even relate anymore to the fantasy they call marriage..who has a slew of suitors that epitomize "The Wrong Guy"...How on earth? I feel like I am on the Other Side looking in... it is anything goes and who knows what will happen next...I am going to flip on Nancy Grace...maybe watch Wonder Boys again and attempt to figure it all out...Or maybe I will save that thought for someday:)
Hangin Out at The Mall.....
The birdcages at Christown Mall circa 1960
Malls of AmericaVintage photos of lost Shopping Malls of the '50s, '60s & '70s ...This guy really loves Malls as showcased through hundreds if not thousands of the neatest pics, stats & postcards ever!
Dead Malls This site also lists dead merchandise & dead stores awesome!
Discount Stores of The 60's Need I Say More??
Christown Mall A Retrospective Very neat & nostalgic I love this site!
Monday, July 12, 2010
July is....
Hot & Humid.... with fireworks lighting up the sky.. the grill working overtime...the A/C on full blast...the car always dirty from a little muddy monsoon storm..harvest moons...movies...blues music... bikes that need fixing... sweets...roadtrips...regrets...feeling alive...happy smiles...Iced Coffee with Milk...lots of looking around...lots of love...& milkshakes that seem to make everything just a little sweeter.....Some of my favorite combos..
Coffee & Pinapple
Chocolate Malts
Blueberry Malts
Chocolate Peanut Butter Banana
French Vanilla with fresh berries
French Vanilla & frozen orange juice
Vanilla with real cherry cheesecake
Vanilla with Rum Soaked Black Cherries
looking for an industrial milkshake maker now...
Coffee & Pinapple
Chocolate Malts
Blueberry Malts
Chocolate Peanut Butter Banana
French Vanilla with fresh berries
French Vanilla & frozen orange juice
Vanilla with real cherry cheesecake
Vanilla with Rum Soaked Black Cherries
looking for an industrial milkshake maker now...
A Gentle Life.....
(When the kisses are hers and hers and his Threes Company Tooooo...Only The Die Hards Like Myself Will Get This;)
Lately I have been putting some thought into what it means to live gently... to create an existence where one listens more and to speak less, to rely less and less on material things that are mass produced, to entertain through sparking creativity in ways some may deem to be mundane... To treat the body and soul with great care...create magic all around you... become aware of yourself and your surroundings like never before...acknowledge what isn't working..step back and make room for great things to happen. To be who you are, be calm, be wise, smell the roses, put the time in to love, heal, touch and care. In this all things are possible and the world becomes beautiful. A gentle heart is a kind heart.. and once you realize this there really is no turning back..
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
What I have been up to in May....
I watched my big guy, my oldest son graduate 8th grade & was so very proud, he looked so handsome in his new suit! I bought an RC car for him, I can't believe he will be in high school next year wow! I also got a new hairstyle:)
We have been spending lazy Summer afternoons aplenty! Took the boys to their first baseball game!
And I spent some time and fell in love with this place So begins a long love afair that I know will last for the rest of my life with The Salton Sea..............
I also spent a long weekend to the tune of 6 days in Palm Springs, one of my favorite places to be! Lounging on patios,soaking up sunshine, dancing, massages, breakfast in bed,long walks, cocktails and a much needed break from the norm. We have spent the month working hard, playing hard, and resting in between.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
My Status Report May
Making : Enlargements of Huge Black & Whites to line 2 stories of empty wall space including Salton Sea Photo's and Ocean Pics
Cooking :Quesadillas, Italian Food of course, Steaks and the best brunches ever
Drinking : Lots of Green Tea
Reading: Poems
Wanting: Lots of down time sounds perfect
Looking: To replace my furniture and do eveything in white...and get to California sometime soon because I can't stay away!
Playing: Star Wars & video games with the boys
Wasting: Money on my Starbucks addiction:)
Sewing: Nothing belt still broken on my machine:(
Wishing: That I can get my telescope cleaned and put back together by the weekend
Enjoying: restful sleep and hugs and kisses from my boys
Waiting: For a three day weekend!
Liking: Meeting new people who are interesting
Wondering: When I can go shopping at H&M again sans kiddos
Loving: My 3 boys & family
Hoping: To be swept off my feet:)
Marvelling: That I am 36 yrs old I really really don't feel like I am hmmmm
Needing: more down time in Palm Springs
Smelling: home cooked meals
Wearing: Spring dress and cardigan for H&M where else
Following: Blogs of course
Noticing: How beautiful the sky looks from my observation deck and thinking God I have to fix that telescope!
Knowing: The problems will always be there, it is how you react and deal with them that matters.
Thinking: Of someone special
Bookmarking: Poems
Opening: Old magazines for a re-read
Giggling: Over dirty jokes
Feeling: Sleepy like lazy Summer days
Cooking :Quesadillas, Italian Food of course, Steaks and the best brunches ever
Drinking : Lots of Green Tea
Reading: Poems
Wanting: Lots of down time sounds perfect
Looking: To replace my furniture and do eveything in white...and get to California sometime soon because I can't stay away!
Playing: Star Wars & video games with the boys
Wasting: Money on my Starbucks addiction:)
Sewing: Nothing belt still broken on my machine:(
Wishing: That I can get my telescope cleaned and put back together by the weekend
Enjoying: restful sleep and hugs and kisses from my boys
Waiting: For a three day weekend!
Liking: Meeting new people who are interesting
Wondering: When I can go shopping at H&M again sans kiddos
Loving: My 3 boys & family
Hoping: To be swept off my feet:)
Marvelling: That I am 36 yrs old I really really don't feel like I am hmmmm
Needing: more down time in Palm Springs
Smelling: home cooked meals
Wearing: Spring dress and cardigan for H&M where else
Following: Blogs of course
Noticing: How beautiful the sky looks from my observation deck and thinking God I have to fix that telescope!
Knowing: The problems will always be there, it is how you react and deal with them that matters.
Thinking: Of someone special
Bookmarking: Poems
Opening: Old magazines for a re-read
Giggling: Over dirty jokes
Feeling: Sleepy like lazy Summer days
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
The End of May 2010
Has found me & it has been a little while since my last posting but I have been living life and documenting less of it. I have been hugging my children, making meals, going to work,watching TV, drinking coffee, listening to music and doing some things I probably shouldn't be. I would rather be completely ridiculous than boring!I am obsessed with the Salton Sea and it really has been eating up my blogging time and I have started a documentery I now must finish:) But I need to make time for putting into words these days of my life. While uncanny and abnormal what a joy each and every day to raise these boys and make them happy:) I have so much to write about Palm Springs The Sea San Diego and other pieces of inspiration I am working on but tonight I am in a somber mood due to the passing of Ben Ricketts, a little guy but 22 months old that passed away accidentaly. After lots of prayers this little man brought so many people closer to Christ. May he be in gods hands. I have a heavy heart tonight so I'm not going to write much more other than I will be holding my boys a little tighter and giving them a special treat in honor of this man. May god bless his soul.
I cannot live with you,
by Emily Dickinson
I cannot live with you,
It would be life,
And life is over there
Behind the shelf
The sexton keeps the key to,
Putting up
Our life, his porcelain,
Like a cup
Discarded of the housewife,
Quaint or broken;
A newer Sevres pleases,
Old ones crack.
I could not die with you,
For one must wait
To shut the other's gaze down,--
You could not.
And I, could I stand by
And see you freeze,
Without my right of frost,
Death's privilege?
Nor could I rise with you,
Because your face
Would put out Jesus'.
That new grace
Glow plain and foreign
On my homesick eye,
Except that you, than he
Shone closer by.
They'd judge us--how?
For you served Heaven, you know
Or sought to;
I could not,
Because you saturated sight,
And I had no more eyes
For sordid excellence
As Paradise.
And were you lost, I would be,
Though my name
Rang loudest
On the heavenly fame.
And were you saved,
And I condemned to be
Where you were not,
That self were hell to me.
So we must keep apart,
You there, I here,
With just the door ajar
That oceans are,
And prayer,
And that pale svustenance,
Despair!
I cannot live with you,
by Emily Dickinson
I cannot live with you,
It would be life,
And life is over there
Behind the shelf
The sexton keeps the key to,
Putting up
Our life, his porcelain,
Like a cup
Discarded of the housewife,
Quaint or broken;
A newer Sevres pleases,
Old ones crack.
I could not die with you,
For one must wait
To shut the other's gaze down,--
You could not.
And I, could I stand by
And see you freeze,
Without my right of frost,
Death's privilege?
Nor could I rise with you,
Because your face
Would put out Jesus'.
That new grace
Glow plain and foreign
On my homesick eye,
Except that you, than he
Shone closer by.
They'd judge us--how?
For you served Heaven, you know
Or sought to;
I could not,
Because you saturated sight,
And I had no more eyes
For sordid excellence
As Paradise.
And were you lost, I would be,
Though my name
Rang loudest
On the heavenly fame.
And were you saved,
And I condemned to be
Where you were not,
That self were hell to me.
So we must keep apart,
You there, I here,
With just the door ajar
That oceans are,
And prayer,
And that pale svustenance,
Despair!
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