now.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as binding decisions, changing colors, Christian, cowboy boots, dixie chicks, kind, life, nows, pennsylvania, person, tonight, way
I listened to the Dixie Chicks today while at the gym, and you can tell. Because while recording tonight, I think I had more of a twang than usual. Oh, well. There are worse things than sounding like the Dixie Chicks, because I happen to really like the way they sound.
But don’t get me wrong, I’m from Pennsylvania. If I was gonna be any kind of chick at all, it would be of the yankee variety. One who cracks her voice on purpose and happens to own a pair of cowboy boots. But who doesn’t?
That’s what I thought.
And tonight I had three deep talks with three different people and one of them called me a good person, which I don’t think I am, necessarily, though I appreciate the compliment. I think that, bottom line, I’m a person. And I hope that I choose to do good things, but I’m really made up of the same stuff as that person who we are all tempted to call not good.
And, life.
It’s a series of small steps, one in front of the other, sometimes tentative and sometimes running like life is one pleasant green light after the other and actually? you’d kind of like one red light now and then because, boy, you’d like to text, but you told your friend Christian that you wouldn’t text and drive all the way back in January; back when you were vulnerable, so you’re grateful that you didn’t make any binding decisions worse than that, to tell the truth.
But life is now and it’s then like tomorrow just like it’s then like yesterday, too. But when realized, it’s always just now. And while the future looms scary and unknown, once I finally do get to know it, it will be now and I’ve always been able to handle now.
And right at the moment, right now, to good and make sure that word is tagged in this post if it hasn’t already been, I need to sleep. The birds are singing like it’s Friday morning, which is probably because it is Friday morning. And the sky is brightening its tune, changing colors the way I change my clothes.
And dear God, I am hoping that my nows are good, like the way He planned, I guess.
taxes and crocuses.
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as border, broken trust, Don, Kentucky, kid, kind, little flower, modern dance class, monster, nap time, pennsylvania, spilled milk, time, willow tree, Wisconsin, world
First I need to say that I am not altogether sure what it is one does with their bum in a modern dance class, but whatever it is, it causes it to hurt like the dickens the next day. So now you know.
Oh, and I also need to say that it’s easy to forget.
Especially when the world feels like the kind of three year old who is constantly grabbing at you when you are pretty sure it is nap time. Because, really, darling–you don’t have to be sleeping, but you do have to be quiet.
And you know, they need one more sip of water and can you check and see what keeps tapping on the window? Cause, sure, it’s been that old willow tree each one of the past fifteen times you checked, but maybe this time you’ll look and it’ll be a monster. Finally. And though it’ll be scary, you wonder if the kid will be a little bit happy that he’s actually right. Right before he screams, that is.
But there’s no kid and there’s no monster. What we do have is a world that grabs at you with things like taxes. And how they must be filed. And there are mounds and mounds of sheets you hand the accountant and he asks you why it is that you set such a large stack of papers before him while all you can say is, I don’t know. Because you’ve never, not once, done this by yourself.
But carpe diem and I’m a big girl now and what the heck, why don’t we throw in one more cliche as I remind myself not to cry over spilled milk?
Save the tears for things like broken trust and lies, I guess.
But in a world that is grabbing at you with all that, it’s easy to forget all this.
Brave little flower.
Peeking out first among the leaves that cover the ground like so many patches on a quilt.
‘She is clothed in fine linen and purple,’ just like that lady everybody talks about from the Bible. The one who never sleeps late and is worth far more than rubies and goes and talks with her husband’s friends about current events like she wrote the script for CNN and most definitely knows a thing or two about geography. I mean, she could at least tell you that, though people mention Pennsyltucky LIKE IT’S REAL (ahem), Pennsylvania and Kentucky do not, in fact, border each other.
Like, at all.
Which is what I learned after asking my friends where, exactly, it is that they border each other.
But anyway, the taxes got my attention today.
But so did that purple flower.
And I’m glad I live in a world full of both, you know?
And most of the time I feel more in the mood for purple crocuses, I’ll be honest. But I am also in the mood for some kind of tax refund, can I get an AMEN? Cause Wisconsin owes me $23 and well, let’s just say that I know where Wisconsin lives.
Okay, so I don’t know exactly where Wisconsin lives because, remember? Not so good at geography. Led astray by the mention of Pennsyltucky and all that. But I do know someone who does know where Wisconsin lives, so it betta be ready to cough up those benjamins, is all I can say.
And in case you forgot once again (which is so easy to do in this world, I know), here is the crocus.
Don’t forget to tell her that you like her racing stripes.
The ones on her leaves, silly.
yellow underwear (yes, I just said underwear. scandalous.)
in Funny Stuff, I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as brother jason, Canada, easter musical, Esther, extreme tiredness, Haiti, Jason, Joe, Kentucky, pair, pennsylvania, skin, small comforts, tonight, underwear, underwear drawer, world
I have so much homework to do right now. And some of it is spelled T-A-X-E-S. And some of it is spelled D-I-V-O-R-C-E. And some of it is even spelled E-S-T-H-E-R. Um, lest you think that Esther is some chick that I need to do, let me explain. I am referring to the rest of [...]
interesting.
in Uncategorized
as butter dish, Christine, christmas ballet, classic christmas, couple, erin, funny quote, game, hand, little ballerina, man, Martin, martin guitars, pennsylvania, Performance, Pocket, spider eggs, time, today
A couple of things stand out from today. I was introduced to a man this afternoon and when I tried to shake his hand, he told me that he doesn’t shake hands with ladies. I quickly put the offending hand out of sight within my pocket but didn’t mind so much because it was cold [...]
it’s okay, you can laugh.
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, photography
as caption, church youth group, German, Germany, hat, Herr, honest to goodness, little photo gallery, pennsylvania, pop, ridiculous situations, strider, thick fur
My pop has the kind of laughter that comes easily with a thrown back head and little inhibition. And by little inhibition, I mean not much embarrasses him. I remember he’d come to pick me and my brother up from our church youth group on Friday nights wearing a hat that looked built for a [...]
I feel the earth move under my feet, just like Carol King said.
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as A Chorus Line, America, Brandon, earth, earth quake, earthquakes, God, Japan, mayonnaise, pennsylvania, quake, sleep last night, something, Sterling, table, theater/tour, time japan, tokyo, torture devices, trusting god
Okay first, don’t be jealous, but there’s something I have to tell you. Not only does my current toilet come installed with a bidet, it also has a seat warmer. Enough said. Second, this whole earth quake situation has me mildly freaked out. Well, if the realization that you really can do nothing about it [...]
journeying
in Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as bamboo forrest, brother, brother jason, geocaching, glorious triumph, God, hunt, Jason, jenna, nieces and nephews, outdoors, pennsylvania, sister jenna, strider, today, treasure, yeah
Being well is really great. It means that your husband stops with the water intake interrogations. That you are once again allowed to clean your house. That you can hug your nieces and nephews. And oh yeah, that you can go geocaching. It’s alright, until my brother explained it to me, I didn’t know what [...]
