hey cool--i was checking out loki's blog (at kid drop-offs and pick-ups we sometimes commiserate about how inadequate we are at maneuvering the blogosphere--can never seem to figure out the EASY way to do stuff!) and i was pleased as punch to see that she had done a piece about the girls' woodsy fort (as in, yay! now i don't have to! scritch--that's me crossing it off my really, really long to-do list) here it is, check it out cuz it's cool and there are some great pictures of the girls being all empowered by their creation: http://lokikohall.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-land-kid-version.html
as i mentioned i've been sewing up a storm lately and am right this minute in the process of posting some new pictures to my flickr site (see how capably i can multitask)...and i've recently learned about a new thing i have to do: facebook. yeah, i knew it was out there, but ignored it totally. last night rodney got a call from one of his back east best buddies--who we haven't seen since the wedding. he encouraged rodney to sign up with facebook because a lot of their old friends are on there and within the span of an evening he had located a couple dozen old friends. damn! i found out my DAD is on facebook. huh? the thought of re-hooking up with that many old high school friends (actually i don't think i even HAD that many friends in high school) is really weird, but there is one or two people i always wonder about and hey, it's worth a shot. (tony ray, where are you?!)
okay, i'm off to finalize that flickr download and then rodney is taking the kids for a bikeride so i can sew...oh yeah, i'm in mass-production now! i stayed up til two in the morning making peas the other night and today i'm making a bunch of tomatoes. sweatshops unite!
i'm grateful for: the new bed the sunshine today that lets a bikeride be possible computers wonderful friends hope
they ate breakfast together: an omlettle he made filled with spinach and cream cheese and tomatoes and a bagel they split with salmon and more of the cream cheese and some capers she went back to the fridge for. they amused themselves discussing what capers are and how they came to be in jars at upscale markets for them to buy and eat on bagels with salmon. he liked to think they came from the sea somehow, and she assured him they were really little berries of some sort of fragrant bush. she fished the capers out of the tall jar as they talked and ate more than usual, something about their brininess described a hunger for her that she didn’t know she had, and then filled it. they drank steaming mugs of rich coffee with cream (and two sugars in his). she loaded the dishwasher and wiped off the counter while he cleaned the coffeegrounds and little spills from the coffee pot. the sun shone cleanly into their white kitchen and onto their bodies as they moved about their tasks and then they kissed one another and left for work, him to an office in town and her upstairs to her office where she worked as a freelance ad designer. it was a perfect morning. it was the perfect morning.
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