Category: Life – It doesn’t live itself

Weekend Coffee Share #41

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If we were having coffee, we would lament about Chris Cornell’s passing. I didn’t realize he had a five octave range, but he did. I knew he was a powerful vocalist, but jeez. And his voice soundtracked a lot of my formative memories, and I hoped to see him as an old lady, an old rocker onstage.

So this means Eddie Vedder is the last leading man of this cohort (Pearl Jam/Soundgarden/Nirvana/Alice in Chains) to still be alive. I have to see him. And they all died of suicide. Listening to this, one of my favorite Soundgarden songs, it seems logical.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that Wee One’s speech therapist said she’s doing well and making noticeable improvements. I think she is, but I’m her mommy: I think she’s perfect anyway. It’s just nice to hear my high opinion of validated.

I know this is random, but I hate hate hate the phrase “food porn.” It sounds so nasty, and usually, the thing in the photo isn’t that great! Even if it’s tasty, I can’t imagine a photograph exciting my taste buds. My imagination doesn’t even excite my taste buds. Tasting something excites my taste buds.

What about you? What do you think of “food porn?” What music was important to you through the years?

Belated Weekend Coffee Share #40 – Mother’s Day

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If we were having coffee, we would be talking about our mothers, as well as our kids. Because I have made some mom friends.  I have an annual pass to the zoo and mom friends and things are going well.

Wee One is doing well and it seems that her speech is improving, ever so slightly. Of course, it isn’t happening as fast as I’d like and I’m anxious about it. The therapist was like, “It’s a marathon, not a sprint.” And I thought to myself, “Well, this isn’t drinking around the world, lady!”

Sigh.

If we were having coffee, we would talk about our mothers. I am lucky enough for mine to still be alive and the older I get, the more grateful I am that she is. 

How was your week? What are you looking forward to this week?

 

Share Your World – Guest Questions!

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Just because it is April and I am doing the A to Z thing, there are still my regularly scheduled(ish) features that I don’t want to ignore! This week in Share Your World, Cee had a guest blogger put questions forth, and they’re fun!

Check out my answers, check out Cee’s, and let me know that you think! What would your answers be?

1.  What is your favorite word?

Love.

2.  What is your least favorite word?  

Dare I bring up “moist?”

3.  What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?

Acceptance. Nature. Open windows.

4.  What turns you off?

Judgement and pressure.

5.  What is your favorite curse word?

It is a very commonplace word that begins with an F – Fie. Fie is the word I began to say after Wee One arrived to keep from swearing in front of her. Because that other F word is really my favorite.

6.  What sound or noise do you love?

Coffee brewing, Wee One’s giggle.

7.  What sound or noise do you hate?

Nails on a chalkboard.

8.  What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

Archeology

9.  What profession would you not like to do?

I don’t want to be a social worker with family services.

10.  If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?

I just want open arms I can sink into.

Le Belle Et La Bete

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I just saw the newest Beauty and the Beast and it was one of the best movies I’ve seen in a long time. (Spoiler alert.)

To be fair, the original Beauty and the Beast is probably my favorite of all the Disney movies. When I saw it (I was a sophomore in high school) I was studying French – we actually watched it in French in French class, if that makes sense – and that fall, I broke up with a boy that I didn’t really like, but I was still lonely and a little depressed, so I felt like Beast. When he roared, it was like a roar I would… roar. At one point when he said, “It’s hopeless.” That’s how I really felt. (Ah… high school.)

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Isn’t She Quaint? Showing Love

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Whenever I’m around my mom or my MIL, I often find myself feeling unsteady, though I couldn’t quite put my finger on how to explain it. Today, I realized that there’s a scene from the show Firefly that seems to show it well.

(What? You haven’t seen Firefly? Surely know that if you watch it, any ailment you’re feeling in your body is miraculously healed and a puppy is saved from being kicked. So go watch it. I’ll wait.)

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