Johann Georg Leinberger, 1729 - 1731.
Death blowing bubbles.
Every time I read/view this, I laugh.
Skeletor Affirmations (by ghoulnextdoor)
"WE IMPROVE OURSELVES BY VICTORIES OVER OURSELVES. THERE MUST BE CONTESTS, AND WE MUST WIN."
Maybe possibly completely in love with this song.
I make playlists as a form of meditation
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Posted on May 19, 2014 | 2 CommentsDear Declan, Now we begin your tenth orbit around the sun. It’s the last year that your age will be identified with a single digit, the closing of your time […]
Posted on May 19, 2013 | No CommentsDear Declan, You are 8 today. Eight. Eight is the atomic number of oxygen. There are eight spokes on the Wheel of Dharma, which symbolize the interdependent principles on the […]
Posted on May 19, 2012 | 3 CommentsDear Declan, You are seven today. Seven sounds magical when you say it out loud: Seven. Declan is Seven. We can look at the Pleiades and assign a year of […]
Posted on April 24, 2012 | No CommentsWhile listening to the new Dr. John record in the car the other evening, Declan and I had the following conversation: Declan: Mom, who is this? I feel like I’ve […]
Posted on May 19, 2010 | 2 CommentsDear Declan, You are five today. That is a little bit of a relief because I can’t remember the last time you met someone new who would have guessed that […]
Posted on March 10, 2010 | 5 CommentsOne of Declan’s best friends at preschool is an extremely sweet little girl (I’ll call her Nora). The intensity of her smiles and happy bounces make it seem like she’s […]
Posted on December 18, 2009 | 3 CommentsShe was my mean girl in high school. I dreaded going to school. I dreaded the classes we had together. I was sure it was her that scrawled the word […]
Posted on September 25, 2009 | 2 Comments“Why are these big rocks covering them?” he asked me, as though someone had put the gravestone there to hold my grandparents under the earth. “They help you and I […]
Posted on September 10, 2009 | No CommentsThe last few weeks of no camp and parental work scrambling and no preschool have led to far more television consumption in this house than I would like to admit. […]
Posted on July 9, 2009 | 1 CommentThere are a couple of things that I’ve been meaning to mention. First, Dawn let me know a while back that a book called Mothering and Blogging: The Radical Act […]