Isabelle provides the perfect backdrop music for a morning of grading term papers. Mellow, French, and rather haunting. Lovely.
Find your own pose!
This quiz definitely has some interesting questions….I like how it described this ‘bird in hand’ pose: “The experience and wisdom that comes from possessing and then losing love makes Bird in Handers unusually grateful partners, and they revel in the relief of finding themselves in each other’s arms night after night.”
John and I often sleep in a slightly modified version of this pose–usually it happens if I am in the right side of the bed. If I’m on the left, we tend to sleep facing away from each other.
We used to always sleep on the same side of our bed–John on the left, me on the right. Recently, though, we’ve started switching according to who goes to bed first, or who wants to be warmer (the right side of the bed is against the wall and tends to be a tad toastier).
This link will take you to a Japanese site where scientists have attempted to recreate the voice of La Giocondo and her master. Worth listening to, just for the cadence of the the Italian language.
Note: you’ll need to use Internet Explorer to view the site. If you don’t read Japanese, just click on the buttons beneath the images to hear the speech
What is it with men and their fancy-pantsy toothbrushes?
John likes to select his toothbrushes by the number of accessories they possess. Soft-grip handle? Tooth-whitening bristles? Gum massager? Dayglo handle with weird stripes down the side? The more the better for him. Same with toothpaste–he’s got to try the latest-greatest flavor w/mouthwash enhancers, polishing power-clumps, and denture-prevention creme.
Me, I pretty much don’t mind what sort of brush I use as long as the bristles are intact (none of those freebie-brushes-with-poorly-anchored-bristles for me). I also don’t like paste with colors. Tom’s of Maine is a personal favorite.
–your delight at my gluing/crafting skills…it’s nice to know that I’m a Mom who can deftly build a diorama of just about any scene from early California history with stuff in the recycling bin.
–going to bed when it’s too hot to sleep under the comforter and you still don’t mind that I drape myself over you. Because it’s the only way I can sleep well.
–the thought of C giving M a bouquet of flowers in a school play this morning. Knowing how badly his cool 6th-grader self didn’t want to give such a gift to a girl, yet he also had to ‘play the part.’
–getting a personally blended ‘pure-fume’ from the Aveda store for my birthday. And then slathering it on my arms and shoulders and smelling pretty all day long.
–watering my porch plants with my new red pitcher. Knowing every drop of water that trickles from its spout is just that much better because I have a great receptacle to water with.
–buying John’s Father’s Day present. Hint: it has tentacles. :)
In last night’s dream I was in China where I was taking covert pictures of government doings with a super-small spy camera (about the size of a pen cap). I realized that I was going to be called in and searched and I was desperate to find a place to hide the camera. I had watched my spy companions be tortuted and killed, and I knew I would suffer the same fate if they found my pictures. I wanted to find an item that I could attach the camera to where it would blend in. My last thought before I woke up was that I should clip it to my robotic knee. But I wasn’t sure that they would let me keep my leg–would part of my torture involve stripping me of my mobility?
Oddly enough, I wasn’t really scared about my personal safety–I was only concerned about keeping the photos safe.
So this hacker tried to get access to my blog today.
The irony is that I’ve hacked his blog on his birthday, but this techno-genius wasn’t able to hack mine. Makes this year-older girl kinda proud.
John asked (as he was simultaneously petting ellycat and toweling off after his morning shower):
“What if humans had fur like cats all over their bodies?”
Jana: “Then we would have riots and wars over the fact that some of us cats have different-colored fur. Can you imagine how snotty the Siamese-cat humans would be?”
John: “Me, I’d be a hairless cat”
John finished drying off and the conversation drifted off into another direction. But as I was doing dishes this afternoon I thought a bit more about what type of cat I would be…
I think I would be like the B&W three-legged cat that we used to meet on our walks to the garden. That cat was agile and strong. His missing leg caused him to lurch from side-to-side a bit, but never slowed him down.
Being a three-legged catwould mean I would have no need of crutches like the new ones I bought yesterday. For 22 years I’ve used hand-me-down or thrift store crutches. For the first time I bought my own. They are of the space-age folding variety because I’m sick of having to hand-carry my full-size crutches every time I travel. They always cause problems at security checkpoints and they don’t fit in the overhead bin (thus, they usually ride in a posh first class coat closet while I’m relegated to coach). Because I like to travel light (e.g. two weeks in Europe w/one small daypack), the crutches really slow me down…
But no more…(purr, purr)
Please take a moment to watch this. It’s powerful and well-worth the few minutes it will take:
Fred Rogers testifying about the need for children’s programming on PBS.
“Because there’s no person in the world who’s like you and you are special just the way you are.”
1) Trader Joe’s peach halves bottled in grape juice
2) Cinnamon and nutmeg
3) Slice of yesterday’s honey-sweetened cornbread
4) Two mini-scoops of Double Rainbow Vanilla ice cream
Put 2 peach halves in small bowl and shake spices on top. Break cornbread into chunks over peaches. Drizzle grape juice from peach jar over cornbread. Microwave for 2 min. Scoop ice cream on top.
Eat with a spoon while you are sitting in the sun on the back porch. Make sure your neighbors don’t see you as you are licking the bowl clean.
Well, not quite a million. It only cost us a few thousand dollars.
E got her braces off on Thursday. She’s been flashing her pearly whites ever since. :)