Hey Mama

(click on pic for music)

Happy Mother's Day!

What Up, Snow?!

Makes me want to take on life like a bruiser kid.

I Was...

the shadow of the waxwing slain by the azure of the windowpane. - Pale Fire by Nabokov

1. The West Was Burning / Martha Scanlan
2. My Thunderbird / John Hiatt

Thank You Letters

I love these posts from the blog Thx Thx Thx.

I spent the day brainstorming my own.

It goes something like this:

Dear Evan, Thank you for still loving me. I was a bit worried after all this time apart. Well, not REALLY. But kinda. Anna

Double Fist Pump

Let's face it:

This post is just an excuse to put the phrase "double fist pump" out there. That, and I am captivated by the thing on the tripod-- looks like a cross between a spotlight, a telescope, and something Captain Nemo would wear on his head.

Sad thing:

This is the best I can do right now-- I've been experiencing a decided dearth of time, energy, and inspiration of late.

Good thing:

This current state of affairs is bound to change.

Dazzled To Death

Ummm...
I don't know what to do with this:

Can we discuss the ELEPHANT on her head??!

Unabashed

Time cracks into furious flower. Lifts its face all unashamed. And sways in wicked grace.

- Gwendolyn Brooks

Everything is blooming most recklessly. It is a tremendous act of violence to begin anything.

- Rilke

Mayday!

Nothing like being covered in poison ivy from head to toe to take the edge off waiting for Evan's stateside return! Seriously though, Universe. Was this strictly necessary?