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SNOW
01.19.12 | Permalink | | Comments Off on SNOW
Yes! Â We were hit by THE snow, and we have been hit hard. Â I read an article recently that really struck home. Â It was written about seizing the day and enjoying every moment of your life, especially appreciating your own children’s short childhood while we parents are left with our heads spinning, trying to make sure that we fit enough fun, enough special memories into our children’s lives and we are left scrambling to make sure we have done enough, and how hard that can be…
Anyhow, I am making a text to self connection to this article and how it relates itself to our snowy weather! Â Here is my thinking – we in Washington have little enough snow that when it does come we tend to create a holiday for the snow by calling snow days when, quite often, MOST people can make it to work or school without a problem. Â I always force myself down from a ledge, telling myself that the extra days in June (or July, who knows if this will ever end this year) are not a big deal and I will be grateful that I had all of this extra wintertime fun with my husband and children. Â Seriously, how often are you handed a free day with no illness and no plans? Â It is a rare occurance.
That said, we have made sno cones, several, like perhaps six, snowmen, had snowfights, made snow ice cream,  walked in the snow, drew pictures of the snow, drank hot cocoa after being in the snow, played in the hot tub while it was snowing, dried a plethora of snow clothes…  you get the idea!  We have used our unexpected holiday’s days up, squeezed every last drop of snow fun out of them.  And we are still at home.  Today we decided that the snow is too crusty, to grainiy, not sticky enough to play in so we are hunkering down, sewing, drawing, coloring, and cooking while watching the pretty snow as it continues to blanket our world.  That seems like a pretty decent way to spend another snowy day.
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Revenge of the Remote Probes
01.02.12 | Permalink | | Comments Off on Revenge of the Remote ProbesWe are watching The Empire Stikes back, and Gigi read aloud the intro crawler. When she got to the line “Darth Vader dispatched thousands of remote probes across the galaxy”, she read ‘remote probes’ as republicans… I just thought that was quite appropriate!
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This Morning We Had a Cat
12.29.11 | Permalink | | Comments Off on This Morning We Had a CatRIP Calvin
5/20/00 – 12/29/11
AKA: Calydalyrymple, Caly-Dal, The Rympler, The Claw, The Great Calvino
Our darling little beamish boy waited until our kids came home today before he exited his beautiful little body.
Our first baby will always be remembered for his silly, playful ways. The way he would fling his little cat arms over his head while chasing a cat toy. Or how he would hunt anything – crane-flies, people, chickens and rats! The way he would stop traffic with his lazy saunter across the road or how he would insert himself into our neighbor’s lives, our neighbor’s garages.
When we happened across this dear Little Bbuddy it was on our way into PetSmart as we were researching which fish would go best with our pond. As were were walking by the adoption center, out from a crate came this little white paw, batting itself around, looking for anything fun to take a swing at. Bradley and I stopped to play with him a little before we moved on, both of us had this little cat stuck in our head. We had all the reasons not to get a cat all lined up – we wanted to travel, Bradley was allergic, but there was something about that little peach-fuzzed white cat… We played with him on our way out again, and still charmed, we spoke with the adoption lady to start the process. He made us a family.
He inspired songs, poems and piles of pictures of him. Seriously, we have stacks of pictures of this boy. We fawned over him, congratulated his first hunting expeditions (crane flies) and his more advanced – he got one mouse before moving onto rabbits, rats and squirrells. He was insatibale, bringing his prey into the house to share through open summer windows. It was horrifying to wake up and tread on a dead rat on the way to the bathroom, or to be greeted by the sight of a dead rat on the floor, tail chewed off as it was his MO, if you did manage to avoid stepping on it, but I was grateful that he was catching the crazy things.
So today we woke up and turned on the fire. He waddled over, his swollen, distended belly looking so uncomfortable, and spread out in front of it. While we’ve known for quite some time he was sick, neither of us saw today as any more difficult or unusual than any other. Bradley and I both spent time with him, massaging his tummy, scratching his ears and telling him we loved him. He got his soft food, which he loved, his pills and all of the usual stuff. And when our babies came home he said his goodbyes and left us. There is a hole in my heart for each one of the pets I’ve been lucky enough to love, but my Calvino was the one who really etched himself onto it. At the time when it was just the three of us, Bradley, Calvin and I, we both would comment often on his brilliance, his trainability, his smarts, his athleticism, and both of us would comment that never could we imagine a more clever or better pet. He would curl himself between us, giving that knowing look that cats can give and drop off to sleep. It was a good time, a special time.
To our Calvin, who will always be loved by us, we will miss you and think of you often. We love you, little boy. XXOO
Caly’s Nursery Rhyme
For Calydalyrymple
Life is very simple,
sitting on the sofa when the fly caught the eye!
Out goes the paw
and
*POP*
Goes the fly
and Calydalyrymple just
Smiles, Smiles, Smiles.
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Hello
12.28.11 | Permalink | | Comments Off on Hello
This one started out as a joke with a friend and then actually sounded pretty decent. I had to watch the video on YouTube to get the song down – which is such a strange video. Lionel is such a creepy stalker. Before Possession, before I Will Possess Your Heart, there was Lionel chasing after the blind girl in the humanities department. Thankfully she was already busy making a ginormous bust of his mustachiod lion’s head. Which, by the way, do I think of Lions with regards to Mr Ritchie because he LOOKS like a lion or because it is insinuated by his lionesque name?
The pics are from a Lake Union Christmas boat trip with the Jansens last week. So pretty and such nice people.
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Rush and A Push
12.27.11 | Permalink | | Comments Off on Rush and A Push
This one is from a month ago, but I thought I would put it up since I have been busy with Christmas festivities and what-not. It is the opening track from Strangeways Here We Come by the Smiths.
This song played like a broken record in my head for years, filling up the silence of menial tasks with the growls, scowls and vocalizations of Morrissey and his lamentating influence upon my youth. It turned out really cabaret-ish and I envision doing it over without all the flubs and adding castanets and such to this little ditty. An accordian part would be terrific.
