Saturday, March 28, 2009

I used to get so mad at Dad for singing the wrong words to a tune...

He did it on purpose, in front of me. He loved to see my face when he forgot the words. Now I do that to my little ones. Is that Pokeyman on the tv? They get livid. I made such a mistake saying that it was in Pride and Prejudice that Jane was looking in the mirror. I know its in there somewhere but it isn't chapter 1. Oh well, I will find it.
My celebration of Aunt Ra Ra's birthday began as a result of her calling me. The only thing that I can remember from March 28th, 1989 is that Aunt Roz didn't come and now the thought of her takes my mind off my own griefs. I wonder if she knew that it would do that? Doing hair and celebrating the perfection of the Aunties and talking about the old ladies enjoying themselves in their latter days at Trump fills the day, instead of hiding my head under my pillow.

My husband, "bless his heart," invited James Taylor to the celebration. Covers is the next CD you have to get. There is something human about cd's now that music is available, minus the soul of it. When you listen on line, you get a taste of the soul of it. When you have the whole composition, intact, you have almost the whole artist in your life. Virtual reality of his intention in the music. The only thing better is to have the sheet music in front of you with the earphones on when you listen. I have had no strength to listen to my treasure, between laments that I have done so little of my intentions with the three remaining girls and boys. And then I remember, it is Aunt Ra Ra's birthday. Lets bake a cake, lets listen to James and lets do a jig. Except now, I can't remember the words...:) LOL
JT is at it again!

1 comment:

Joanne Bodden said...

Here comes the Sun. Do do do
did you hear that one? I love it and so do my cats Donatello and Sophia battle for the right to curl up in my lap just to hear Yo Yo Ma and JT remind us of the collaborative joy & comfort that faith can bring ...In so many ways I love that song. Aunt Ra Ra was a kisser may you be kissed today . it's Chin's Bday and Marc's was yesterday !! Here comes the sun It's alright !

Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA











Are you going to Mary Immaculate?

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Remember me to the one who lived there,



He once was a true love of mine,



Tell him to buy me an acre of land,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,



Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.



Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



After your done 50 pushups



and jog down the West Side Highway,



Then he’ll be a true love of mine…

(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)





He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.