Yellow Dog/Bleeding Heart

Today I rode an actual racehorse! My seat was bad, my heels didn't always stay down and if I had dimes between my thighs they would have been lost before we even left the paddock. But with the beautiful creature on the left's help I DID IT! It has been well over 2 decades since I sat on the back of a horse. I did ride an elephant a few years ago ... but I digress. I was scared. Not just because I was out of practice, but also because of an astrology chart done over 30 years ago that ended with the omen "grave hurt by large animal."  That's pretty much the reason I quit riding in the first place. See, when LD was born I suddenly became a lot more diligent about things like wearing my seatbelt and avoiding potential bear maulings. Since public transportation is the closest I'll ever come to roughing it, and I don't camp or really spend any time at all outdoors (shut up!) my chances of being brutalized by wildcats or devoured by wolves is pretty r...

When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back   and laugh at the sky. At the height of laughter, the universe is   flung into a kaleidoscope of possibilities!   Not for nothing does the blessed one smile.    

I've been cleaning out all my digital files and recently found a folder with all the Holiday CD notes and artwork.  It was kind of fun to look back on them all as a group. Below are some random liner notes, playlists, and cover photos. Liner notes from one of the first back in the 90s: Christmas really is about the baby, and not just the one in the manger  who started all this celebrating, but the baby that you once were; the one who  wouldn't  go to sleep because the anticipation of Santa was too much - Or the babies you raised and put to bed your self on Christmas Eve -  Or your now grown up babies -  Or your four legged fur babies - Or even the baby you plan to snuggle with after everyone else leaves (Or the one you at least want to catch under the mistletoe!) So, whoever your baby is, tell them I wish them a very merry Christmas!   I'm not really sure why the text overlays won't show up - other than the fact that these w...

I recently found some old CD artwork and notes. These are from a CD I made for my nephew years ago when he was just a baby.  Clearly I was not very sophisticated in my choice of fonts - lol! Front Cover: ... take your bath brush your teeth put on jammies kiss dad kiss mom say prayers get tucked in hug your pillow close your eyes one more drink of water retuck ...   SWEET DREAMS, BABY HARRY                                                                                                             Back Cover: I   Need   Some   Sleep  Eels   Pure  Imagination   Maroon  5 Junk ...

When you are 6 years old the world IS mud-lucious and puddle-wonderful! When he was in second grade, LD was assigned the task of memorizing a poem to recite in front of his class. Props were required. He had not even finished telling me about the assignment before I was pulling out books of e.e. cummings poetry and suggesting he learn in Just ; using balloons as his props. I explained, in 7-year-old terms, how the poem was about growing up and losing innocence. My son humored me, though he did lobby half-heartedly for something by Seuss. His first (and only) poetry reading was a success. He memorized and understood the poem, though in hindsight I'm not sure it was as fun for him to perform as Seuss might have been. Either way there still would have been balloons!                                 ...