January 2012
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a friend shared this song with me yesterday...
fantasy through truth
i think i mentioned that i got lots and lots of books for christmas. well, i did. in fact i got 21 books for christmas. some of them are for reading, some are for learning and the majority are for looking. looking and absorbing and awing.
one of the books that has me caught up is andrew wyeth’s collection of sketches and paintings called the helga pictures. wyeth is an american painter...
one-one-two-one-one
brooklyn, brooklyn, take me in…
is it possible to build a life here?
can this really be a home for i and love and you?
there is no, no way, of denying that no matter where life takes us,
the one-one-two-one-one
has secured a secure place in my heart. forever more. this might be my love song to you and i hope you hear my cry singing true and long. yes i am crushing hard.
i had a dream...
skunk puppies
he was headed to vegas to see a rock and roll band.
i can’t remember which one.
the word “jagermeister” was stretched long and tight across his chest.
you could tell it was his best rock and roll t-shirt.
he met a stripper that was 7 feet tall and flat on both sides.
you could tell it was his best stripper joke.
his forearms were short and his fingernails flat.
a perfect...
maid servant
we were the first ones to church. in fact, when we got there the hired talent was still warming up, singing scales and tinkering on the piano. it was 10:30 and the christmas eve service was not scheduled to start for another 30 minutes. we were all a little embarrassed and quickly buried our noses in either solitaire, twitter, instagram or npr. take your pick jesus.
i was not expecting much and i...
and a happy new year...
where to start…
where to start…
i am a sleepy ball of unfinished projects and blisters. my work seems more real in my head than it does on paper or on my computer screen. i think i am going to like teaching and that is a relief my friends. i got new shoes that make me feel (you fill in the blank). these days, my curtis has felt like a new crush and i love it. i miss lots and lots of...
a new song for a new year. enjoy!
December 2011
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November 2011
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cussed.
miss flannery o’connor once said “once you have discredited his (God’s) goodness, you are done with him” (mystery and manners). i have wondered about this statement for the last few days and i believe that miss o’connor is correct.
i cussed God two nights ago more than i have ever cussed him before. my heart was so full of anger and disbelief that even i was...
October 2011
3 posts
good-bye october
this has been a crazy hard month. it just has. because most of my writing brain is being devoted to my thesis, right now i am only able to manage the simplest of dialog. so here, in list form, are the happenings from the last three weeks of my life. get ready.
surgery. a harder recovery than expected. an infected belly button due to some stitches that were not removed. gross and sort of painful....
marching on.
yesterday morning i went back to surgery with a nine year old hasidic boy whose two curls fell well below his shoulders. he smiled at me while his mom sowed buttons on his shirt. when my doctor came to pick me up his mom wished me good luck and i said the same to her. a four year old hispanic boy and his mom also rode the elevator with us. he got to wear pj’s that were printed with red...
September 2011
6 posts
ocs's
my drivers ed teacher was also a coach at my high school. i am not sure what he coached, i just know he wore a too tight shirt that said “coach”. he also wore the standard oklahoma coaching shorts. you know the ones. and if you don’t, well here is your education. oklahoma coaching shorts (ocs) usually come in three colors, black, gray or blue. they are short, at least six to...
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fading.
my summer freckles are fading. my boy’s tan line where his back meets his butt is slowly going away. in the mornings, before the mugginess sets in, the air is as crisp as an apple. maybe not as sweet but it does okay for brooklyn. the leaves are still on the trees but the color yellow has made an appearance.
i bought two new folders, yellow and green, a notebook, three pens, one easel and...
August 2011
20 posts
i know what to do.
i know what to do in a tornado. growing up in oklahoma taught me what a “wall cloud” is and when to head for the bathtub with your mattress in tow. i know that when the temperature suddenly drops on a hot summer day and the sky turns yellow its time to turn on the news and see what mr. england has to say. like i said, i know what to do in a tornado.
moving to new york city i assumed i...
come on irene... →
i am a little too nervy to post so i stole the above link from my boy curtis. we are taking a break from mad men to play some uno and wait, wait and wait some more… loves.
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it's been full. →
it’s been a week. a full week. in the last seven days i have taken four ferry rides. eaten homemade pasta twice, taken one shower, taught animation in four different languages, finished one book and one season of mad men, wished i was joan from mad men five times, listened to mumford & sons fifty times, cried while listening to mumford and sons fifty times, felt proud as a peacock ten...
nice to see you again brooklyn.
this time around we only had two suitcases instead of four and one trombone instead of two. this time around we did not get a “welcome to nyc” ride from the airport but took a cab instead. this time around we did not have to stay two weeks with some friends until we found our own place but we got to go home. to our own little railroad apartment in williamsburg. to our own bed and...
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a love song for curtis on his birthday. one of the...
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“how do we know whether or not this truth is true? how do we find out for...”
– good bus reading… thank you frederick buechner
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dear mumford & sons,
please accept this...
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you mentioned dreams.
now that you mention dreams, it’s my belief that everyone in the world has two heart desires, whether they know it or not. one, to live in new york city and two, to travel the world in an old vw bus. seriously. i really do think that both of these adventures call to every individual on some heart level. i sit here today, maybe sounding a little narcissistic and simple, been given the...
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seven days.
we will be back in brooklyn again in 7 days. we have been gone for 84 days. living out of the same suitcase, or the really cool shelving unit curtis made for the bus, for the last 84 days. we have slept in 13 different beds and in 15 different location. i told curtis the other day that these kind of summers change me. that this summer has changed me. i told him this while driving over some dusty...
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July 2011
39 posts
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“enjoy the road.
it’s my favorite place.”
– ellen.
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