Saturday Scavenger Hunt: Animals

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A peahen shading her chicks from the triple-digit heat at the Arboretum:

Oh no she didn’t!

With record highs across the country coupled with scattered blackouts, I can accept a certain level of stupidity from people who have been baking inside their own homes. I’m grateful that I have not yet lost power and I hope that things get resolved soon. But a woman appearing on the news last night just made me mad “It’s worse than a nightmare,”she said, “it’s like Katrina all over again but we haven’t lost our homes.”

Are you kidding me?!? She was actually trying to compare two days without power (when she could easily go to a cooling station, a mall, a movie theatre, or the homes of friends and family) to KATRINA?

I’m so ashamed to live in the same state as her.

Ballad of the Daft

She was naïve
Trying to be nice
But silly girl
She did it twice

She didn’t realize
Until it was late
That she had two
Instead of one date

One for the march
And one for the dinner
How had she become
A social sinner?

That infamous day
Both sent a corsage
She was grateful for friends
A group entourage

The evening went well
And friends they remained
Everyone danced
And no one complained

When evening was done
She thought pain was all gone
But in her yearbook one wrote:
“She was the devil with a red dress on.”

GoofyJ said…
Fabulous! I loved the ending, it made me chuckle. 🙂 That was definitely something I never had to worry about. 🙂

fourth_fret said…
hehehehe.

true?

please tell me this is true. even if it’s not though, i got a kick out of it.

Saturday Scavenger Hunt: Action

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With our families so far away, I was eager to share with them the action of my little guy learning to roll over.

Today’s Manifesto

The sun is rising and the birds are waking up. Ahead is another day just like the others. In many ways there is comfort in the sameness of Southern California, because there is no sameness in myself. This morning I have given myself three possibilities for how I’d like to live my day.

I may choose to look to the past and analyze myself and wail, “what could I have done differently?” After all, being reflective is a major part of who I am, and definitely has some redeeming features. But I think if I were to make that my template for the day I would shroud myself with negativity and self-deprecation. On a day like today, that just doesn’t seem helpful. I think I’ll save a reflective day for when it would actually be constructive.

I could choose to focus on the inconsistencies of others, and the pain that causes me. It’s true that when you live in this world you are subject to the whims of others and that strangers can change your life. I know that dwelling on the past is never healthy and that whining over other’s agency, however much it may count as venting, is not actually going to solve anything, and won’t even make me feel better temporarily.

I’m left with only the third option. It’s the least appealing from this end but the best in the long run. I have a household to run, family for whom I care, and a life that must keep going regardless of the insane ravings of the other two sides of my head.

Today I choose to be happy and positive. I choose to be in control of my emotions and not let them run my life amok. I choose to be available to my son, and not just vacantly present. Today I choose to remember the big picture and to exercise my faith.

Friends

A good friend
is one to whom
you’d give all:
space,
energy,
attention,
your naptime.

A good friend
is someone
to whom you want
to give all,
and to whom you try
to give all –
Not because she needs it
but because you want to,
and because being her friend
is so uplifting,
and it’s all you can think of
to thank her, for what she does
for you.

You Know You Live in LA When . . .

…you get a postcard from a local boutique saying that they’ll be closed these upcoming days for filming in a major motion picture.