Monday, September 01, 2014

Rabbit rabbit!

I am away from home on this first day of September, unfortunately traveling without my tiny plastic rabbit friend, so these fun-loving rabbity pals will have to do.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Saturday, August 09, 2014

Moon, Nearly Super

I took Gus for a walk around the block just now, and it felt like a slightly twisted children's book about a neighborhood.

One neighbor was still smoking the sweet-smelling stuff, hours later.

Two neighbors pulled up in their driveway. The lady went stomping quickly into the house, while the man got slowly out of the car and really took his time walking into the house behind her.

One neighbor blew his nose behind a shade-drawn bathroom window. It was one of those fabulous, loud, horn-honking nose blows.

Inside another house, the two corgis barked their loud corgi barks, while the neighbor lady screamed at them to shut up.

The neighbor whose computer monitor light glows, blue, always, while the rest of his house is dark, sat behind his computer monitor in an upstairs window.

The moon gleamed and shone up above.

Additionally, when I came inside I became convinced that there was a biting bug on my neck and I tore off my shirt in the kitchen and made Mark inspect the top half of me for insects. There may have been a biting bug that made a subtle escape at some point, or it may have been my hair...

Thursday, August 07, 2014

Turn Yourself Inside Out and You Might Disappear

See what I mean?

So clean, so white! Rrrreally needs some things on the walls.

That chandelier, though. It is so clean and sparkly that I am deeply ashamed.

Please watch this video! It is pretty great, the song is lovely, and my latest favorite is siblings who sing together.

"There is a better way to say empty space
Turn yourself inside out and you might disappear  
you have a new definition in empty space
What I like about impermanence is the clash
of my big body with empty space
I am putting the floor back together again
I am rebuilding the wall
I am slapping mortar on bricks
I am fastening the machine together with delicate wire
There is no eternal thread, maybe there is thread of pure gold
I am starting to sing inside about the empty space
there is some new detail every time"

from Makeup on Empty Space by Anne Waldman

Wednesday, August 06, 2014


The furniture has been moved back in, the chandelier has never been cleaner. There is nothing on the white, white walls yet. Is this our empty nested future, so clean and tidy and empty?

Tuesday, August 05, 2014

I See a Blue Wall and I Want to Paint it White

Well Jeezum Crow I might say, were I the kind of person who said that. This white room project is kicking our metaphorical butts around here. I've lost track of how many trips to the hardware store and how many dollars worth of white paint we've purchased and how many brush strokes and roller swathes of white paint we've slapped on these four walls and ceiling...

Gah is what I'd actually say, I guess. It's going to look "clean and bright and elegant," because that's what I promised Mark, who is at Lowe's right now, buying yet another gallon of paint.

At least there's Neko Case and Sharon Van Etten and Andrew Bird to listen to, and the sound, periodically, of Isaac and his friend Toby laughing like maniacs in the other room, where they're watching something and eating roasted kale.