“If you were all alone in the universe with no one to talk to, no one with which to share the beauty of the stars, to laugh with, to touch, what would be your purpose in life? It is other life, it is love, which gives your life meaning. This is harmony. We must discover the joy of each other, the joy of challenge, the joy of growth.”
— Mitsugi Saotome
he is here! he is here! he is here!
well, it's all go at the easter show!!! my favourite brother is arriving in little less than two hours and i can hardly breathe! i've been cooking up a storm all morning.
i was tickled to see that even the pumpkin that is being magicked into mid-to-late-summer roasted veggie soup is feeling the love.
note to self
the scales say that in the last eight weeks, half of that summer weight
has miraculously disappeared. maybe it was the hair cut
? pfft. which means that i have around two kilos to go baby. go me. oh, and i learned a new thing this week: it takes 25 mins of running to work off the calories in one glass of wine. unbelievable.
froiday noight at dusk
totally exquisite beautifulness.
totally ♥ our life.
you can take the girl out of the curl, but you can't take the curl out of the girl. or something equally blonde.
oh, good news. i've just stumbled across the webcam TAKE PICTURE function!!!
so, yeah, after skool woozie and i took a few pictures of the new hair, back to normal. do not fear. i'll never be straight. but seriously, there's been no extra blondeness added. we're au naturel, baby. oh and i heard a whisper today that one of the twelve year old girls referred to me as "the crazy hippie lady". pffft. joke's on you, kid, cos that is totally a compliment, n'est-ce pas? but, yeah, i think a little korero opp might present itself tomorrow. like one of my gurus says, "if you can't say something nice, don't say nothing at all." little life lesson, right there.
i'm in a classroom full of gorgeous 12 year olds... all week... today i had a really great day, but i'm wondering how it is that schizo weather ---> schizo kids? like, wondering if someone's done a research thing on this... cos, today... sunny = happy... cloudy = bored... stormy = totally hyper... so weird, uncle scar.
raych thinks we look like clones but i think it's easy to tell us apart cos i have glasses and my hair is longer.
our annual trim:
it's a 'print screen', taken during last night's skype convo with nelly, cos we couldn't find the take-a-webcam-pic button. i've had about six inches off and i love it. woozie has had hers layered up, but she's keeping the length, cos there's a school ball to go to in august...
this little project has been
hanging around all summer.
i had a day off today
and instead of cleaning house,
i made a little *love*.
it's sewn from the scraps of my hippie quilt and has seven 'windows', and i quilted it using an old blanket for the batting, cos i didn't have any spare batting and thought a trip to the batting shop might throw me off my groove. of course it matches this
and this, and i luffs it.
i'm still waiting for
my matching kombi.
fave little sunday singstar moment
head in the clouds, aka saving on psychoanalysis bills
i'm a blue skies person. i just feel so good on a sunny day. two christmases ago, my brother gave Bulldog a book about clouds, which insists that we banish "blue sky thinking", that ...life would be dull if we had to look up at cloudless monotony day after day... and i am finally persuaded that there is something totally amazing about clouds. after today's siesta, we lay on the trampoline, cloud-gazing, and Bulldog taught me this really cool trick: pretend you are looking *down* on the clouds. it sounds funny, but after about twenty minutes of lying there, we simultaneously found that it really feels like you are...
so i was gonna write a massively long, deep and meaningful post about how frank mccourt is saving my life; cos i feel like i'm working at least three jobs and i'm going a bit mental and i have this idea that a spewing a few thousand words onto a page might clear my head; but actually, i think instead i'll head into town for a bit of windowshoppingness and coffeedrinkingness and girlfriendrendezvousness...