thoughts that I pretend to organize by way of bullets.
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as Amish, amish man, bagel, buggy, double whammy, horse, horse and buggy, invisalign, jenna, night, Ollie, private conversation
I am going to write down some random things here, so bear with me.
- Today my sister and I saw a cute young Amish man. I write this down because this has never happened before. I am sure they exist–and I am now positive that they exist–but I had just never before actually witnessed it. We were leaving Giant and he was just walking in and Jenna and I were both like, Oh. And then we saw his horse and buggy tied at the sign that indicates if you have a horse and buggy, tie it up here! but it says it with a picture because, in this case at least, I guess a picture is worth a thousand words about horse and buggies. And I joked with Jenna about leaving my phone number on the seat of his buggy. This is funny because he has no phone, you know. Well unless it is in his barn for business purposes but a). calling me, one of the English (as the Amish call any of us who are not Amish), could hardly be considered a business venture. Now I don’t know why I put in an “a).” there because I just realized that I have no “b).” Oh well.
- I have started writing. Started writing? you might all be thinking. But yes, I am writing something of a project and right now it is going all over the place and I am not quite sure what it will be eventually, but it’s this nice little secret that keeps me smiling when otherwise, I’d just be standing in line, about to order a bagel or something. Though the anticipation of a bagel would probably make me smile too. But now I have all these words saved and it’s a work in progress and I can order a bagel, so double whammy reason to smile. This, despite my invisalign, because sometimes that makes me not want to smile.
- My date with Ollie, which I talked about last night, was quite a delight. We had a great conversation throughout the night, some of which was on a more personal level. Which is why when Jase asked Ollie what we talked about last night, he simply answered, “Actually, Daddy–it was a private conversation.”Oh hahaha. Love that kid. Loyal to the max.
- This morning I had a few bites of some of my favorite cereal, only to look down and see a dead moth floating around in the milk. That was quite a bummer; no way around it. I dumped the whole bowl and had to start from scratch again. But you better believe that I thoroughly checked every spoonful before it went down the hatch.
- I need to get some sort of job before too long now. There are a lot of things I do, and some that even bring in some revenue, but I think I need to werrrrq, as some of my dear tour friends would say. So I am wondering what that shall be. I am actually not worried about it right now. Just sort of anticipating an open door and thinking huh. I hope I like it.
- And last but not least, never least!, have you noticed the moon lately? It’s hanging quite low. I think it must be lonely, cause it seems to want to be a part of things down here on earth. And I don’t mind at all. The moon has always been a friend and a comfort in my life. I’d love to have a party that the moon attends; but perhaps that sort of happens every night anyway.
when we talk and see what happens and find that it’s good.
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as awe, butter, chunks, drizzle, fine, macaroni, macaroni and cheese, meander, night, part, Shane
Tonight I made late night macaroni and cheese for some lovely friends.
It was nice; lots of laughter and help surrounded me.
The very last part of the recipe called for butter to be “sprinkled” on top of the rest of the ingredients. I wondered how to do that, exactly. Which is why my friends found me grabbing small chunks of butter and tossing it all over the macaroni. And yes, it was odd. I explained to them that I was trying to sprinkle it, but man, this butter was pretty unsprinkle-able.
So Shane said he’d do it.
And then he proceeded to drizzle the butter over the macaroni.
Which was fine, really, but I still maintain that the butter was quite unsprinkle-able. And if it had called for drizzling, well yes, I could have managed that just fine, thankyouverymuch.
But anyway.
The night reminded me of being on tour–all the best parts of it. The part where you let the conversation meander and suddenly find yourself in a lovely spot, made even more so by the fact that you could not have anticipated it. And how a conversation is like life in the way that it’s so much better with other people. How at some point, you look around and are in awe of the fact that you could never have gotten here without their involvement.
So yes, life.
It’s quite lovely in spots.
And those spots beat all, I think; they really do beat all.
scary little hand
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, photography
as alien attack, angry alien, basement, brother jason, California, caption, good hands, hand, Jason, night, right, van down by the river
Terrifying, I know. How do you think I feel about it? Because see, it’s right outside my door. In my parents’ basement. Because, although I am not living in a van down by the river, thank God, I am living in my parents’ basement. Which is actually very nice. Minus the scary little hand. Actually, [...]
in song
in Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as ave maria, Christian, first verse, God, Joe, Maria, night, open mic night, organist, rehearse, song, time, words in my mouth, world
It’s amazing how the act of singing can take you to such polar opposites. Last night I performed at the World Cafe Live open mic night in Philly. I got home late, slept for about three hours, and then woke up in order to wash my hair and put on something presentable in order to [...]
TMI
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones
as childhood memory, code, dining room chairs, drew, humor, memories, night, phone, piano bench, sentence, silent agony, something, St. Lucia, unbreakable rules
There are certain things in life for which I have rules. Almost unbreakable rules. It’s like a code. But what I am specifically referring to here is bodily noises. Now, please understand that this code is for me and me alone. I don’t judge those who abide by a different code. I mean, I have [...]
And the bass keeps running, running
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as door, drew, fifth floor, God, MY HUSBAND, night, paper thin walls, Ramada, right, shag carpet, smile and nod, stilettos, theater/tour, thoughts/life, work
And running, running, And running, running And running, running, And… Cause see here at the Ramada we are basically adjoined to a funky club. And when walking into our hotel after the show, not only do we get to wade through all the girls in their stilettos, God bless, with their lack of any clothing [...]
dinner at 11
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings, photography
as cake, Calgary, course wine, dinner, Emily, God, goodness, honest to goodness, hummingbird cake, Ian, John Legend, Nickel Creek, night, paper thin walls, right, theater/tour, thing, thoughts/life, waffle maker
All of you wonderful people who have homes and kitchens and front doors with real keys which you regularly use might not realize it, but goodness, staying in a home makes a difference. A heck of a difference. It’s not that hotels don’t have their charm. I certainly don’t mind a good continental breakfast, especially [...]
My name is Jessica and this is a nice, quiet space that I like to cram with words.
