1. Things I know for sure - quite a few
2. Things I don't know for sure - quite a few more
3. Things I'll discover I don't know as I go along (only a rough estimate) - about as much as things I currently don't know
4. Things I tell my children that I don't believe myself - lots, but now they're older I tell them I'm making it up & they can believe it at their own risk
5. things that make sense if you stop to think about it
a. in daylight - lot unless there's media or government involved
b. late at night - almost nothing, so it's better to just go back to sleep
6. Things I believe that people a thousand years ago believed, too - quite a few but I lived in L.A. when I was younger, so I have a good excuse
--Story People
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
The pumpkin patch
It was a beautiful, warm morning at the patch. The kids were wonderfully entertaining, and the pumpkins were perfect.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
All in
Is it possible to feel confusion and clarity at the same time?
Is it possible to know and not know all together?
Pain and love, in the same breath, the same heartbeat?
If it is,
I am there.
And it is not all together terrible. There is a mysterious joy in feeling...
even when the feelings are not good.
An exhilarating zing in my head, a quickening of the heart, knowing that I am alive, awake, and feeling.
Really feeling.
Is it possible to know and not know all together?
Pain and love, in the same breath, the same heartbeat?
If it is,
I am there.
And it is not all together terrible. There is a mysterious joy in feeling...
even when the feelings are not good.
An exhilarating zing in my head, a quickening of the heart, knowing that I am alive, awake, and feeling.
Really feeling.
The firey pumpkin
The fire on the wall.
If you look hard, you can see the little black marks going up the wall... like to the top of the painting.
Wicked little smile.
Bubbly black mess.
If you look hard, you can see the little black marks going up the wall... like to the top of the painting.
Wicked little smile.
Bubbly black mess.
Raining Outside
I love walking in the rain. No coat, no umbrella, no boots.
Just me and the water, washing me clean.
I could walk for hours...
It reminds me of home.
Reminds me of Pike Place Market,
the smell of espresso,
the Puget Sound,
evergreens, and mountains.
Just me and the water, washing me clean.
I could walk for hours...
It reminds me of home.
Reminds me of Pike Place Market,
the smell of espresso,
the Puget Sound,
evergreens, and mountains.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Almost died last night
It started with a candle.
Steve had set it, a tea light, from IKEA, on the mantle.
Then I opened my mouth, and said, "Why did you just stick the bare little candle up there? We DO have a very cute pumpkin candle holder you can put it in, right next to where you set it!" So, I proceeded to put said candle in it's rightful place.
I was busy on the computer :) and Steve was getting things together for today, when he very calmly walked into our room, and said, "Why don't you go take a look at your cute pumpkin candle holder now."
So I jumped up. And walked to the living room, to see the candle holder in flames.
I was super nervous, even though the flames were small, and thought, I can just blow out the candle, duh. So I proceeded to walk over, huff, and puff, and a HUGE BALL of flames shot out from the pumpkin. By huge, I am talking like, the size of a softball. Which, when flaming on your wood mantle, next to your darling children, is actually the size of an atomic bomb.
Emily, watching from the other side of the room, said, "Dad tried that too."
Thanks Em.
So, water, I thought.
Now running to the kitchen, I grab a cup full of water, and a dish towel, to clean up the spilled water.
I got a bit too close, and poured the glass upon the pumpkin.
Flames shot all the way up to the top of the painting we have over the fireplace, about three feet above the pumpkin.
Brody screamed, and ran to his room. (Where he stayed, in the dark, head buried under his pillow, until I went and rescued him after the commotion was over.)
Just like that, the flames disappeared, and the fire was out.
But I was seriously shaken.
A stupid candle holder, and our home could have been gone.
And incidentally, when Steve finally came out of the BATHROOM, he said, "What happened?" I said, "I had to pour water on it, to put it out."
He said, "I bet it totally exploded."
Uh, yeah, it did.
Thanks for your help.
Steve had set it, a tea light, from IKEA, on the mantle.
Then I opened my mouth, and said, "Why did you just stick the bare little candle up there? We DO have a very cute pumpkin candle holder you can put it in, right next to where you set it!" So, I proceeded to put said candle in it's rightful place.
I was busy on the computer :) and Steve was getting things together for today, when he very calmly walked into our room, and said, "Why don't you go take a look at your cute pumpkin candle holder now."
So I jumped up. And walked to the living room, to see the candle holder in flames.
I was super nervous, even though the flames were small, and thought, I can just blow out the candle, duh. So I proceeded to walk over, huff, and puff, and a HUGE BALL of flames shot out from the pumpkin. By huge, I am talking like, the size of a softball. Which, when flaming on your wood mantle, next to your darling children, is actually the size of an atomic bomb.
Emily, watching from the other side of the room, said, "Dad tried that too."
Thanks Em.
So, water, I thought.
Now running to the kitchen, I grab a cup full of water, and a dish towel, to clean up the spilled water.
I got a bit too close, and poured the glass upon the pumpkin.
Flames shot all the way up to the top of the painting we have over the fireplace, about three feet above the pumpkin.
Brody screamed, and ran to his room. (Where he stayed, in the dark, head buried under his pillow, until I went and rescued him after the commotion was over.)
Just like that, the flames disappeared, and the fire was out.
But I was seriously shaken.
A stupid candle holder, and our home could have been gone.
And incidentally, when Steve finally came out of the BATHROOM, he said, "What happened?" I said, "I had to pour water on it, to put it out."
He said, "I bet it totally exploded."
Uh, yeah, it did.
Thanks for your help.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Friday, October 3, 2008
A hike with my baby boy
Brody and I decided the day was too nice to waste, so we headed out on a hike.
It was sunny, and warm, but not too warm, the ice stayed perfect in our water bottle
Baby love
It was sunny, and warm, but not too warm, the ice stayed perfect in our water bottle
Baby love
more from our hike...
snacking alone
there were treasures discovered at every turn
brody said this looked like his halloween costume (a bat)
there were treasures discovered at every turn
brody said this looked like his halloween costume (a bat)
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Ladies and Gentlemen....... I give you, The President.
As voted on, by the student council of Madison School, you are looking at the student body President for the 2008/2009 school year.
He was very excited.
This Presidency wraps up his years at Madison, precluded by general student council member, and Vice President last year.
We are so proud Isaiah, so proud.
Fun at the Smith house
Monday there was no school.
So, the kids (excluding Emily, who was reading her second book of the weekend), made up this game.
It consisted of running and jumping into pillows and blankets.
Good times at the Smith house.
Good times.
So, the kids (excluding Emily, who was reading her second book of the weekend), made up this game.
It consisted of running and jumping into pillows and blankets.
Good times at the Smith house.
Good times.
Fall.
I love fall. My favorite colors. My favorite weather.
Sunshine and cool days. Warm houses. Hot coffee. Pumpkins.
Candles. And candy corn. Yes, definitely candy corn.
Sunshine and cool days. Warm houses. Hot coffee. Pumpkins.
Candles. And candy corn. Yes, definitely candy corn.
Wide Awake
i know i spoke a while back about being in a state of waking up. like i had been in some sort of a sleep like state for too long.
much has happened.
and i am wide awake.
and longing to go back to sleep.
because sometimes the reality of truth is too much to take. too much to look on with open eyes. because sometimes i wish that i could close my eyes, and let the reality in my dreams, be the reality in my days.
this world is broken.
and seeing that for what it is, makes me want to close my eyes again.
much has happened.
and i am wide awake.
and longing to go back to sleep.
because sometimes the reality of truth is too much to take. too much to look on with open eyes. because sometimes i wish that i could close my eyes, and let the reality in my dreams, be the reality in my days.
this world is broken.
and seeing that for what it is, makes me want to close my eyes again.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
stole this from a friend....
"Begin doing what you want to do now.
We are not living in eternity.
We have only this moment,
sparkling like a star in our hand
and melting like a snowflake..."
Francis Bacon, Sr.
We are not living in eternity.
We have only this moment,
sparkling like a star in our hand
and melting like a snowflake..."
Francis Bacon, Sr.
Monday, September 29, 2008
--
"I suppose that since most of our hurts come through relationships so will our healing, and I know that grace rarely makes sense for those looking in from the outside."
-- Willie Paul Young
-- Willie Paul Young
Technology
The boys are playing in my room...
Micah is currently hosting his Web show.
Brody is his assistant.
A Web show.
Seriously.
Micah is currently hosting his Web show.
Brody is his assistant.
A Web show.
Seriously.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)