big skies

Big skies. Scarlet Gilia and Indian Paintbrush. Writing. It’s where I’ll be all week.

Saturday ::

Went to sleep last night with the dizzy images of the Olympic opening ceremony.The awe-inspiring precision, the vastness, the almost eery unison of the performers left me feeling both wonder-filled and anxious. The little children, handing the Chinese flag over to the soldirers… shivers. Woke up to sun. The twelfth day of sun all summer. [...]

Friday ::

* An iced decaf latte tasted good today. This is miraculous. * Bought orchids for my new studio space (we’re shuffeling rooms, repainting, etc.) * My pants no longer fit, but I’m not really showing. In other words, I look chubby around my middle. So attractive. It’s all about the bella band now. * Am [...]

Thursday ::

More thunder. The kind that rips things. That takes your breath away. That follows the same jagged streak through the sky that the lightneing took. Feeling slightly better today, but terrified that if I say so the horrible morning sickness gods will smite me down. Watched the end of So You Think You Can Dance [...]

Wednesday ::

I felt reasonable today, and as a result accomplished seven times what I have been typically accomplishing every day. As in: completed & turned in 2 manuscripts, finished an article, and completely set my classroom up. That last part took me almost the whole day. My back is rediculously sore from pushing metal desks and [...]

Micro blogging

So I’ve been both rediculously busy and rediculously sick. Still. Isn’t that sad? But in my state of near dispair I came up with a good idea: micro blogging. Of course twitter already came up with the idea, and I’m just a lame copy cat, but I decided that I’m going to try this month [...]

what do you do?

What do you do when your kid is over tired. You know this as surely as you know it’s raining. He skipped his nap. Falls apart before dinner over a cracker, over putting his sweatshirt on, over cleaning up his blocks. What do you do when you make every attempt to put him to bed [...]

Snapshot

Two years ago today I was watching gold finches and feeling rain. I was moving from rumpled sheets to shower, feeling my body linger on the cusp of sleep deprivation in the midst of Bean’s early toddlerhood. One year ago I was eating peaches and watching finches and feeling ready for anything. It’s funny, having [...]