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Nov. 5th, 2007 10:24 pmI love life. I love reading good books I've read before, I love weather of all kinds, I love naps, and drives, and showers. I love food. I love breathing and it not being short and difficult, I love swallowing my own spit without any tubes making my throat feel swollen. I love dusk, and afternoon, and evening. I love going to the bathroom and things just freaking working. I love my new dining table and that holidays are upcoming.
The kids' new sleeping song is Kansas' "Dust in the Wind" (this happened while I was away, I didn't extend my melodrama that far :p). Ananda loves it. She says, "I listen to it and just imagine this one drop of perfectly clear water, like, falling and falling towards the ocean, and the ocean, like, opening up to swallow it and then, like, closing up all around it as it joins the rest of the water." She is me as a kid ALL OVER AGAIN. Aaron on the other hand thought it was "Dust in the Wii", as in, can't play the video games because it got left open and dust got in, so everyone is sad O_o My kids.
You want to see something cute? You want to see some haircuts? I got something cute, and I got some haircuts.
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My father gave me $100 for my birthday, while I was in the hospital. I think I'll use it, of all things, for extra grocery money for copious, extraneous amounts of holiday baking.
Shaun is in film school and has been working with a film crew of about 8 others on their thesis sort of final exam film, for awhile. Aaron is in it (pre-mohawk). He has several different scenes. These people have boom mikes and ten thousand dollar cameras and shoot a single scene 15 times. It's going to be shown to all of FIU. Anyway, not exactly Hollywood, but Aaron is LOVING IT, and the whole film crew is way impressed...they keep telling me I need to put him in acting classes immediately. He wanted to cut his hair awhile back and these people were willing to wait it out until his hair grew back, to have him instead of another kid because they think he's such an amazing actor. I'm not sure what to make of it, really...he's done things like lay in bed pretending to fall asleep as someone reads to him from a bedside chair, and walk around on train tracks as if he's in someone's dream (with a couple of lines), and throw a bucket of colored water over somebody dressed all in white. He's talking about being an actor now. He's attractive enough to be an actor, but I wonder if that would really be a good life for him, you know? I'm weird like that. Like, wouldn't you rather work with animals like you used to say than develop a cocaine addiction? Marry a nice vet's assistant who'll take care of him when he's sick, not some crazy gold digger...Yes, yes I am jumping the gun. CONSTANT VIGILENCE!!
That's kind of a joke.
I'm knitting Brian a sweater for his first birthday, which is coming up. And I realized today that I have another Christmas stocking to make this year (Elise's). And I've been novel planning. And mostly I sit around and have a really hard time not picking up my baby or my bigger baby and wondering how to keep not doing that for weeks to come, and feeling grateful for everything.
The kids' new sleeping song is Kansas' "Dust in the Wind" (this happened while I was away, I didn't extend my melodrama that far :p). Ananda loves it. She says, "I listen to it and just imagine this one drop of perfectly clear water, like, falling and falling towards the ocean, and the ocean, like, opening up to swallow it and then, like, closing up all around it as it joins the rest of the water." She is me as a kid ALL OVER AGAIN. Aaron on the other hand thought it was "Dust in the Wii", as in, can't play the video games because it got left open and dust got in, so everyone is sad O_o My kids.
You want to see something cute? You want to see some haircuts? I got something cute, and I got some haircuts.
( +9 )
My father gave me $100 for my birthday, while I was in the hospital. I think I'll use it, of all things, for extra grocery money for copious, extraneous amounts of holiday baking.
Shaun is in film school and has been working with a film crew of about 8 others on their thesis sort of final exam film, for awhile. Aaron is in it (pre-mohawk). He has several different scenes. These people have boom mikes and ten thousand dollar cameras and shoot a single scene 15 times. It's going to be shown to all of FIU. Anyway, not exactly Hollywood, but Aaron is LOVING IT, and the whole film crew is way impressed...they keep telling me I need to put him in acting classes immediately. He wanted to cut his hair awhile back and these people were willing to wait it out until his hair grew back, to have him instead of another kid because they think he's such an amazing actor. I'm not sure what to make of it, really...he's done things like lay in bed pretending to fall asleep as someone reads to him from a bedside chair, and walk around on train tracks as if he's in someone's dream (with a couple of lines), and throw a bucket of colored water over somebody dressed all in white. He's talking about being an actor now. He's attractive enough to be an actor, but I wonder if that would really be a good life for him, you know? I'm weird like that. Like, wouldn't you rather work with animals like you used to say than develop a cocaine addiction? Marry a nice vet's assistant who'll take care of him when he's sick, not some crazy gold digger...Yes, yes I am jumping the gun. CONSTANT VIGILENCE!!
That's kind of a joke.
I'm knitting Brian a sweater for his first birthday, which is coming up. And I realized today that I have another Christmas stocking to make this year (Elise's). And I've been novel planning. And mostly I sit around and have a really hard time not picking up my baby or my bigger baby and wondering how to keep not doing that for weeks to come, and feeling grateful for everything.
