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altarflameI've got a whole month's worth of pictures, maybe more, and plan to work through at least most of them in batches in the coming days. Early November, here...
Under $12 total for both, at the new Trader Joe's:
A completely gluten free afternoon tea - cream cheese and cucumber sandwiches, chocolate chip cookies, chocolate almond biscotti. And some random remnants of cantaloupe and tomatoes that my children were eating, for good measure.
Ananda, Jacob and I worked for more than half an hour putting that together and it was all gone in less than 5 minutes. It makes everyone happy, though, and we linger around the table talking for half the afternoon afterward, so it ends up feeling worth it.
My 4 homeschooled children, for the "Scientifically Speaking" event PATH did...here's Annie, as Hank Green:
Aaron, as Carl Sagan:
Jake as Albert Einstein:
and Haha, he looks more like Juan Valdez, but the gray we'd sprayed on his hair and mustache just would not stay vibrant, and the mustache re-flattened everytime we tried to mess it up.
And Elise, as Mary Treat:
Budding Scientists, in the meeting room of the library :)
The product of a delirious late night laugh-fest with A&A, while Grant was in Maryland:
Every single time I go shopping I have to put my Tetris skills to work.
Isaac, nervous before the Veteran's Day parade (his cheerleading squad was in it).
Pre-parade traffic jam.
Waiting
Jake and Elise had a lot of fun.
Clearly, I forgot something, though :/
Waiting with me, at my dentist.
BJ's.
The aversion to sunlight must be hereditary; Grant and Elise, taking a nap.
I was like, "What are you guys DOING?" when I found them in there. "Bobbing for apples," they said.
Last:
The blowing of branches and leaves
Through my windshield is silent,
But matched by the rush of blasting
AC, chilling me in specific locations
Here, in this idling pod I inhabit.
It's much too hard to speak, even now
To myself, arms too heavy
To open the door, turn the key.
Not even whispers seem real.
And I'm trying to remember
Exactly when I turned inward
(Got tired
Stopped trying)
As the shrinking, distant
Background voice that warns
Of disaster says -
This can't go on much longer.
I have to wake up (all the way)
Emerge from my brain and move forward
With time - there were years when I
Just did not engage with life
But I decided that had to change.
The moments march on, after all.
Soft, what trigger through yonder
Therapy session breaks me
Into incoherence, imagining
A green tiled room where the form
On the gurney is so cold.
Icy mist fills the space
And drag queen makeup covers the face
Of a surgeon wearing sequined scrubs,
Who leaps atop his patient,
Singing to a scalpel while the nurses
All turn in choreographed and
Exaggerated poses.
The practiced terror on the patient's face
Includes hands to cheeks, mouth agape
As he waits for his verse's turn.
It's really become a script, by now,
And I'd like to move on to other roles.
Under $12 total for both, at the new Trader Joe's:
A completely gluten free afternoon tea - cream cheese and cucumber sandwiches, chocolate chip cookies, chocolate almond biscotti. And some random remnants of cantaloupe and tomatoes that my children were eating, for good measure.
Ananda, Jacob and I worked for more than half an hour putting that together and it was all gone in less than 5 minutes. It makes everyone happy, though, and we linger around the table talking for half the afternoon afterward, so it ends up feeling worth it.
My 4 homeschooled children, for the "Scientifically Speaking" event PATH did...here's Annie, as Hank Green:
Aaron, as Carl Sagan:
Jake as Albert Einstein:
and Haha, he looks more like Juan Valdez, but the gray we'd sprayed on his hair and mustache just would not stay vibrant, and the mustache re-flattened everytime we tried to mess it up.
And Elise, as Mary Treat:
Budding Scientists, in the meeting room of the library :)
The product of a delirious late night laugh-fest with A&A, while Grant was in Maryland:
Every single time I go shopping I have to put my Tetris skills to work.
Isaac, nervous before the Veteran's Day parade (his cheerleading squad was in it).
Pre-parade traffic jam.
Waiting
Jake and Elise had a lot of fun.
Clearly, I forgot something, though :/
Waiting with me, at my dentist.
BJ's.
The aversion to sunlight must be hereditary; Grant and Elise, taking a nap.
I was like, "What are you guys DOING?" when I found them in there. "Bobbing for apples," they said.
Last:
The blowing of branches and leaves
Through my windshield is silent,
But matched by the rush of blasting
AC, chilling me in specific locations
Here, in this idling pod I inhabit.
It's much too hard to speak, even now
To myself, arms too heavy
To open the door, turn the key.
Not even whispers seem real.
And I'm trying to remember
Exactly when I turned inward
(Got tired
Stopped trying)
As the shrinking, distant
Background voice that warns
Of disaster says -
This can't go on much longer.
I have to wake up (all the way)
Emerge from my brain and move forward
With time - there were years when I
Just did not engage with life
But I decided that had to change.
The moments march on, after all.
Soft, what trigger through yonder
Therapy session breaks me
Into incoherence, imagining
A green tiled room where the form
On the gurney is so cold.
Icy mist fills the space
And drag queen makeup covers the face
Of a surgeon wearing sequined scrubs,
Who leaps atop his patient,
Singing to a scalpel while the nurses
All turn in choreographed and
Exaggerated poses.
The practiced terror on the patient's face
Includes hands to cheeks, mouth agape
As he waits for his verse's turn.
It's really become a script, by now,
And I'd like to move on to other roles.
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Date: 2013-12-06 06:39 am (UTC)