I Write To Understand. I Write To Stop Time
For the past several days, a Seattle friend of mine has been posting pics of this guy walking down the street carrying a log. (Not a euphemism; a real log.)
We couldn’t decide if he was building a log cabin, or practicing for a caber toss, or helping elementary kids learn the letter L. She saw him for the third time today, only this time he had a friend, also carrying a log, when was walking a dog. ( Also not a euphemism.)
I am about to be 40 and, I’ll admit, I’m going into it with a little more anxiety than I hoped I would.
Continue reading “Thoughts While My Toddler Is Sitting On Me*”
My daughter is of an age that she likes princesses and sometimes they came to different parties she attends. Just before Christmas, Anna and Elsa from Frozen came to a local Christmas party, and she was quite taken with their pretty dresses. I took pictures of her with both of them and posted them.
Today I learned (#TIL) I learned something relatively significant, in my opinion, about the little neighborhood I live in.
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I have never really done a year in review kind of post (that I can remember) but I used to love that kind of thing. I remember in junior high, loving to read about big stories from the previous year or listen to the “Top 100 songs of 1991,” for example.
So, the top five posts written in 2017…
Tonight, I got an idea from Disney In Your Day about putting together a Disney dinner party. I like a lot of the Disney characters. (This is Disney, after all. We’re supposed to like them.) But there are a few that I would love to spend more time with.
Continue reading “What Disney Characters Would You Invite To Your Christmas Dinner?”
Tonight’s memories are brought to you by Christmas Eve.
There’s a meme going around about unpopular words, or words that need to be banned (other than things like “Diversity” and “Evidence-based.”)
Most people can agree on banishing “moist” from our shared vocabulary, but there is another one perhaps more offensive to me:
Doctor Who, S2E2, Tooth and Claw. Written by Russell T. Davies
All in all, I don’t mind this episode – I like hearing Tennent speak with his native accent, his reference to Rose in shorts as a “wee naked child” and “timorous beastie.”
There are are hooded men taking over a landed estate, harboring another man in a cage. So they’re a traveling prison guard, in a way. They have orange suits beneath their robes and are experts in a sort of martial art that make them hard to beat. Once they fight their way in, they say to the terrified occupants of the house, “May God have mercy on our souls.”
Credits. Blue and red fire tunnel.
This was a real live conversation between my friend V and her almost-three-year-old daughter, T, and it doesn’t get much better than this.
