Thursday, January 29, 2009
Today, in my corner of the map, the sun will not set until after 5.
I like that.
Yesterday was sunny and almost 50 degrees. YAY!
We've actually had a couple days this month that made it over the 50 degree mark.
Red Molly and I are watching.
Now that Mr. Logo is back to the whole working for a living thing (YAY!) life is starting to reorient to something vaguely resembling a routine.
It's a bit of a challenge though. Most mornings what I'd most like to do is stay in bed,
only until about....say, 10:30. Then I would stay up till 2 AM so it all evens out in the end.
Instead, I do get up and get school going for the Things. We are members of a cooperative that meets once a week. In our last term (Sept. - Nov.) there was a current events class that coincided with the election.
My children were revealed as the local raving liberals of the homeschool set and
they are now being held personally responsible for the current administration by their schoolmates. That has served to spur them to greater interest in matters political. I approve.
I didn't even have to force them to watch the Inaugaral Address (even though I'd just made them watch the entire I Have a Dream speech on MLK day).
That man is, as the very Republican EES (Esteemed Elder Sister observed), a silver tongued devil. She even teared up a little.
Anyway, there is a job, and there is daylight, and for now, that is enough.
*Yah, yah, I know this is NOT what the poem is about. It was just the first title-ish sounding phrase that popped into my head.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Can I Interest You in Direct Sales (Also titled, Hey You, Wouldn't You Like to Help Me Earn a Trip to Maui or a Pink Cadillac?)
These are for applying creme based make up. Now I know some people may claim finger blending works just fine for them, which is, of course, their right. The sad reality for those of us without perfectly smooth skin is that finger application tends to leave too little over ridges and too much elsewhere. Brushes don't do that.
This is our "Why bother?" catagory. These brushes are all in the trash now. I mean seriously, if you can't even HOLD the brush? What is the point?
Now, this is a rabbit trail, but speaking of the importance of application? Sharp pencils are SOOOOO much better. OK, now back to the point.
This brush (cue the cheesy background music and lower the lights), how I adore this brush. It is a combination of synthetic and natural fibers. It is one of the few make up brushes that would not be available cheaper at a craft or paint store.
So there is the whole shebang, clean and ready to go again.
Here is a shelf Mr. Logo made for my bathroom wall. Remember this? Well, he is hoping this is going to advance the realization of his orderly vision of the world.
Wish him luck!
He built the shelf and I painted it. With this, a Purdy 2 inch.
Good brushes are important!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Here is MLK, Jr.'s speech in full and
Lime posted the text.
Here is a part...
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you
be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of
the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long
as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the
motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as
long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We
can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood
and robbed of their dignity by signs stating: "For Whites Only." We cannot be
satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York
believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we
will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness
like a mighty stream."
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and
tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of
you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered
by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You
have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith
that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to
Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go
back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this
situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still
have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Select the 4th picture in the folder.
Explain the picture.
Tag four people to do the same.
No Cheating (cropping, editing, etc.)
This day this photo was taken is preserved in loving memory here. It was during January 2006 when we had something like 25 or 30 days of rainfall. That was back when Ariella was blogging, and as is obvious in this picture, it was not her favorite moment of the day. I'm completely unclear about what Thing Two is doing, I'm just glad it's not jazz hands.
There ya have it!~
P.S. Thanks for the blog fodder, Dustin :D
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Guess what happens when it snows and snows and snows and then it all melts in lots and lots of rain?
The Action Stage on our river is 12.5 feet and it's officially flooding at 14 feet.In preparation for the coming flood a veritable army of volunteers gathered in my town, downriver, to fill sand bags and protect the community.
The sandbags were used as temporary levees in some places.
That is the sole access road to some of the local farms. They had to be evacuated. Some people couldn't get out before they were surrounded.
The water level was horifically impressive.
It's been a rough couple weeks around here.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
When you stop to consider that, it really is quite a feat. Hope you all are finding more wonder than boredom.