We have right now.
Why fuss over
till there is now
then we can fuss.
Now. Is all we
ever have. Its
all we have.
IF that captivates
your mind. It doesn’t
it so much food
why tend to it like
a child. Why fuss?
Right now. Be
with those who
honor you in
sharing the journey.
is all that
Breathe in it
before its gone.
Never thought I would be defending this empty-headed bitch.
But the Paris Hilton tweet is faked.
Last week (I think) I posted a throwback pic of a silly sorority photo. One of the women in the photo was the woman pictured above.
She was one of my college roommates. The last time I ever saw her was when she had a nervous breakdown and had to leave school. But before that awful evening when she locked herself in her room and wouldn’t talk to anyone, she was a joyful, funny, sweet, wonderful friend. I can’t believe that I just “let her go.”
And now she’s really gone. One of my close friends called me this morning to let me know she had passed. Suddenly. Without knowledge that anything was wrong. How frightening is that?
I’m deeply saddened (and scared) by this.
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Before A’s therapy appointment today, we visited our favorite independent bookstore in the neighborhood.
In the background, I heard a gorgeous harmony, and I knew right then I had to find out which CD they were playing.
It’s a Celtic group called Anuna (there’s some kind of accent over the “u” which I can’t replicate here), and I’ve been listening to them on YouTube for the last half-hour.
Want to know what is my dream? To run away with the choir and tour the world singing a cappella chamber music like this. I believe that would satisfy me creatively and spiritually.
Although it would be kind of lonely. Can I bring my kids and few close friends, as well?
Another throwback, which seems apropos tonight.
Here I am as Elsa Schraeder (you know, the bitchy baroness) in my high school production of “The Sound of Music.”
In the stage play she actually had a singing role.
Husband used the new smoker today. Ribs and steak. A (pretentious) cabernet-soaked wood.
Using the smoker required heating it for three hours in advance. After that, I don’t know. I was busy taking A to his therapy appointment.
But I must admit the food tasted good. Albeit smoky. Which I guess is the point.
Now, everything smells like smoke. It’s a good thing I like the scent.
Husband thinks I’m going to help him clean the thing tomorrow. HAH!
It’s all on him. I’ll be conveniently absent at Bed Bath & Beyond replacing the Co2 containers for the SodaStream.