helplessly loving my daughter, from too far away. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
eavesdropping on adorableness
Double, double toil and trouble / Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. ~Macbeth Act 4, scene 1, 10–11
it’s hard for everyone — what matters is how you face it. right?
I hope that you’ll remember / even when you’re feeling blue / that it’s you I like / It’s you yourself / It’s you I like.
happiness / how’d you get to be happiness / how’d you get to find love, real love / love, love, love.
lucky me, having such wonderful women in my life
A WiP post…
“I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.” ~Katherine Mansfield
oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day — i have a wonderful feeling, everything’s going my way [today, anyway!]
i’m dreaming of a white Christmas….
happy birthday to my dad.
oh what a week / mid-December, in 2011 / what a very special time for me / I’ll remember, what a week. (apologies to Leo Sayer)
In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. ~Albert Schweitzer
imagine: writing, so warmly, while sipping my motherfucking coffee. Hell yeah.
busy, busy, busy. getting shit done. my kind of gorgeous day!
oh, y’all. i love y’all.
thank you for helping me have such a wonderful birthday!
pork butt pork butt pork butt pork butt. pork butt.
With memory set smarting like a reopened wound, a man’s past is not simply a dead history, an outworn preparation of the present: it is not a repented error shaken loose from the life: it is a still quivering part of himself, bringing shudders and bitter flavors and the tinglings of a merited shame. ~George Eliot
You who live your lives in cities or among peaceful ways cannot always tell whether your friends are the kind who would go through fire for you. But on the Plains, one’s friends have an opportunity to prove their mettle. ~Buffalo Bill
put the lime in the coconut and you feel better / put the lime in the coconut drink ‘em both up / put the lime in the coconut and call me in the morning (listening to this with Katie right now!)
In the early 1800s, people would find the initials G.T.T. carved on the doors of family’s and friends’ houses — Gone To Texas. Texas was the place to go, a sanctuary for outlaws, a place to start all over again, a place to begin for the first time. For me, it’s just home.
“you been goofing with the bees?”
knitting and hol(e)y bones, batman.
just sitting in the quiet, feeling happy and grateful this morning for more things than i can say
plumbing and sounding the depths.
Chicago, Chicago that toddling town / Chicago, Chicago I will show you around – I love it / Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago / The town that Billy Sunday couldn’t shut down
wow! I’m proud all right, proud as a whitewashed pig! (~the widow Sugrue, Darby O’Gill and the Little People, 1959)
these are two of my favorite people in the whole wide world: Katie and Marnie, my girls.
love is all you need. really, that’s true.
Stay all night, stay a little longer / Dance all night, dance a little longer / Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner / Don’t see why you can’t stay a little longer. (Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys)
ma belle amie — Kty strikes again. 
Daughter! what words have pass’d thy lips unweigh’d! (Replied the Thunderer to the martial maid;)
well, he cracks ME up, anyway. you’re on your own.
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