Oh! Hey, Ralph!
Welp, there goes my productivity for the day.
Source: Laughing Squid
It’s just been one of those days, you know?
No sleep, a long day of work, and now that I’ve spent the last two hours watching demo reels from different aerial filming companies, I’ve given myself a bad case of vertigo. I’ve now run into several walls, a couch and the kitchen counter.
Pinballing My Way Through Life: the Sarah Samudre Story.
On an unrelated note…four months after this original posting…
This looks an awful lot like Chester, my mom’s dog.
This little butt began my morning by stealing pushpins from my wall and knocking down the pictures.
Sometimes I like to scroll through my sister’s archives…to remember their posts, to look at their lives…I miss them so much.
Claire’s life is now often filled with a little butt named “Frodo.”
This is a beautiful time to say goodbye. Christmas has its religious meanings, or course, but its secular messages are just as holy and poignant. For all of us, regardless of creed, Christmas is a time to gather together with family and remember what we hold dear. It’s a time when we fight against hopelessness and our fast paced lives. It’s a time when we try to make the ordinary extraordinary. We hang lights, we don glitter, we throw tinsel. It’s a time when we are empowered to be reconcilers, healers, givers and beautifiers.
Sarah Samudre, Things you may not’ve heard about Lorraine Salcedo
-My older sister’s thoughts on the passing of our Grandma Lorraine during this holiday season. They ring so deep and sound within my heart right now. I can’t get out of my head now, “It’s a time when we are empowered to be reconcilers, healers, givers and beautifiers.”
When they made this particular hero, they didn’t give him a gun, they gave him a screwdriver to fix things. They didn’t give him a tank or a warship or an x-wing fighter, they gave him a call box from which you can call for help. And the didn’t give him a superpower or pointy ears or a heat ray, they gave him an extra heart. They gave him two hearts. And that’s an extraordinary thing; there will never come a time when we don’t need a hero like the doctor.
Long time since I’ve posted!
Just thought I’d share a song. I’ve really been enjoying playing Beirut songs lately.
This is Buzz (full name: Buzz Lightyear). He chose me on an early, rainy morning in Seattle when I was headed off to a math final and heard this mewing from our garage roof. He was stuck and wanted everyone to know. I coaxed him off the roof with some tuna and held him in my arms for the first time. He kept coming around my family’s house and a few days later we found out that our neighbor who worked for animal control had adopted this two-year old gray beauty to have as a barn cat (we all lived out in the country). He had been found and brought to the shelter she frequented. But he kept coming to our house. And when I held him, something clicked, I would clasp him to my chest and tears would come out. I was going through some difficult things and I knew I needed him. I made a deal with my neighbor to take care of her animals whenever she was on vacation (two horses, two cats, chickens and more) and she let me adopt Buzz. About two years later, Buzz and I moved to Boston and he’s been my constant companion. I love his constant chirps, meows and motorboat purring. I can’t imagine life without him.
My cat Buzz :)