My kids cuddle each other and the rest of us more than you would believe possible. Yes, it’s awesome.
A rather blurry photo but does anyone have any questions as to why I am incessantly pinching her bum? Nels is trying to read.
The Princess looks alert, but he’s actually quite Pink-Eyed and lacking in coffee! This was a capital “E” Emergency and we rectified it at once.
Like an elderly couple, we rely on Ralph for most of the driving.
Speaking of elderly, my mom turned 58 and we took her out to lunch (my treat and it broke our budget). This dessert was called a “melting chocolate cake” and it was divine.
I picked up some yummy and tender romaine. I love garden-fresh lettuce – drenched in dressing, yes.
We got a new kitty. “As you know.” Sophie held him on the drive home and he was quite calm.
Sleepover with Billy! Can you feel the love? The kitty felt it too.
Harris, newly named (Billy helped) and looking – dare I say it? – wise.
That morning Nels helped me make…
Bagels! Recipe and methods coming soon in the zine.
Sophie attempts to swipe one, early, like the Bagel Weasel she is.
This photo disguises the very, very threadbare nature of her suit. She continues to love and thrive at swimming.
I enjoyed this quote I read on Molly’s MySpace today:
The fact is, what I hated in the Church was that I hated in society. Namely, authoritarians. Power freaks. Rigid dogmatists. Those greedy, underloved, undersexed twits who want to run everything. While the rest of us are busy living–busy tasting and testing and hugging and kissing and goofing and growing–they are busy taking over. Soon their sour tentacles are around everything: our governments, our economies, our schools, our publications, our arts and our religious institutions. Men who lust for power, who are addicted to laws and other unhealthy abstractions, who long to govern and lead and censor and order and reward and punish; those men are the turds of Moloch, men who don’t know how to love, men who are sickly afraid of death and therefore are afraid of life: they fear all that is chaotic and unruly and free-moving and changing– they fear nature and fear life itself, they deny life and in so deny God. They are presidents and governors and mayors and generals and police officers and chairmen-of-the-boards. They are crafty cardinals and fat bishops and mean old monsignor masturbators. They are the most frightened and most frightening mammals who prowl the planet; loveless, anal-compulsive control-freak authoritarians, and they are destroying everything that is wise and beautiful and free. And the most enormous ironic perversion is how they destroy in the name of Christ who is peace and God who is love.
– Tom Robbins – Another Roadside Attraction