Jul 9, 2003 | This Life
“Destiny” is a cheeky word but an intimate part of the fretwork of romantic love. ~~ Jim Harrison
Never believe fate is more than the condensation of childhood. ~~ Rainer Maria Rilke
***(blissfully ignores the good advice and reads her horoscope.)
Jul 8, 2003 | This Life
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea
e.e. cummings
Thanks Princess Rebecca
Jul 7, 2003 | This Life
Three more days until the big sale at Sunnyside. OOOOH! Can hardly wait. Sheesh… you’d think I was talking about Prada bags or something. Ok… taking my very tired self to bed. Princess Rebecca is kicking my backside up the hills of Ross tomorrow bright and early. S i g h.
Jul 7, 2003 | This Life
I have this overwhelming sensation that I have forgotten something or am missing something. Hmmmm…
Jul 4, 2003 | This Life
Happy Fourth of July…
Two cherry pies later, I’m on my way to the East Bay for Fireworks!
Have a safe holiday!
Jul 3, 2003 | This Life
ok… follow closely…
Head to Google and type these words exactly: weapons of mass destruction. Then instead of clicking on search click on “I feel lucky” and read the error message very carefully. Someone has too much time on their hands. (which is code for: wish I had thought of that!) Heh!
Jul 2, 2003 | This Life
Good wine, warm weather, divine chocolate cake, and great friends… a perfect night! (not to mention the candlelight and smores!…mmmm)
Jul 1, 2003 | This Life
PAVEMENT CRACKS
The city streets are wet again with rain
But I’m walkin’ just the same
Skies turn to the usual grey
When you turn to face the day
And love don’t show up in the pavement cracks
All my water colours fade to black
I’m goin’ nowhere and I’m ten steps back
All my dreams have fallen flat
(Love don’t show in the pavement cracks
There will be no turning back)
Time and space will pass us by and by
When we don’t see eye to eye
I would have done anything
For happiness to bring …
But it don’t show up in the pavement cracks
I can’t even cover up my tracks
I’m goin’ nowhere and I’m light years back
Ooh I wish you well
How come
Every day
I’m still waiting for the change?
How come
I still say
Give me strength to live?
Where is my comfort zone?
A simple place to call my own
‘Cause everything I wanna be
Comes crashing down on me
And it don’t show up in the pavement cracks
I can’t even recognise my tracks
You and I can’t turn the whole thing back
Ooh I wish you well
ANNIE LENNOX
Jul 1, 2003 | This Life
It’s been a weird day. Iz and I ran to Costco this morning in hopes of beating the holiday rush. I headed to Sunnyside later to buy plants, having finally decided what I wanted for the front planters and the balcony out back. Only, when I got to Sunnyside, one of the growers pointed out that they were very low on stock due to inventory and why buy plants today when I can buy them next Friday on Sale. The man speaks my language! So, needless to say, I will be driving out to the Fairfax farm next Friday early to snatch up all the good stuff. In the mean time… I guess I should dig up the VERY dead lavender out front while I wait. Our front common area looks like a bomb shelter. Sheesh.
IZ and I did take the small child to the beach for dinner. Amazing. There were at least 300 Brown Pelicans out tonight. A bit chilly, but we had fun… very relaxing. At least we got the grocery shopping done! 🙂
Jul 1, 2003 | This Life
Well… it’s after 10… something tells me it’s going to be Sunnyside and not the beach today. S i g h. Oh well… it’s time for a pot fix anyhow.