martin page, “in the house of stone and light”
reliving my middle school years.
martin page, “in the house of stone and light”
reliving my middle school years.
dada, “dizz knee land”
spirit animal.
Local H - Bound For The Floor
at one point i was planning on compiling an entire cd of songs involving the word “copacetic.” but i could only ever think of three, and one was by no doubt. :(
pretty sure this song is appropriate for any and all moods.
plus the video is fucking ridiculous.
although i certainly considered it. i just stayed up too late watching election returns, and watching the victory speeches of the guys who won in pennsylvania. to be honest, pat toomey and tom corbett don’t seem like terrible people, which puts them leaps and bounds ahead of a lot of the people who got elected last night. but they’re hawking policies that i just can’t understand or get behind. and i couldn’t turn the tv off. i guess maybe i thought if i waited long enough someone would tell me they were just kidding.
this morning i woke up with a hangover. probably just from eating chocolate pudding before bed and not having a glass of water or two. but it sure feels like it’s election-related.
i am feeling straight-up grief this morning, guys.
my love of hark, a vagrant continues to grow.
it’s been an interesting month or so. i suddenly began really liking my job, while simultaneously having a lot of non-job interests pulling me in different directions. my better half is seriously trying to find a job here, but is worried about his prospects. meanwhile i’m immersing myself in all my favorite domestic pursuits (cooking, knitting, canning) in an effort to distract myself from how ready i am to marry him, live together and start a family.
also my grandfather died back in july, and there’s been a good amount of family time spent remembering him and my grandmother (since grieving for her has largely been on hold for the past five years, for his sake) and sorting out their belongings. and it’s just been making me think about family, and about what’s important.
now i wish i had the opportunity to go do it.
maine was amazing and glorious. i’ll post some photos later. the trip included boats (lobster and row-), copious and varied seafood, meteors!, s’mores, rainstorms (one that we got to experience from within a miraculously dry tent), seals, bald eagles, seagulls, hikes so steep they involved iron bars drilled into the rock, swimming, candlepin bowling, very poorly executed games of pool, a banana split, a ridiculously awesome dar williams concert, crossword puzzles, movies, knitting, many pints of maine-made microbrews, blueberries galore, balsam firs, driftwood, the l.l. bean flagship store, tightrope-walking fire jugglers, and the most delicious sauvignon blanc i’ve ever had. and best of all, many, many hours with the one i love the most.
and now i’m trying to figure out ways to bring the magic of that week home with me.
trader joe’s chocolate sorbet + jif creamy + spoon.