Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Rifling

Today while playing Scrabble I got a Bingo on the first round of play. It came to me immediately, Finagle.

Brian was gone to Chicago as he is bi weekly, which left me to care for the children solo. I picked up Lydia early from school and we went to the movies. Bad choice. Dickens, even Disneyfied is no go for little ones.

I remember when I would ask the kids, when they came home from school if they wanted to go back. Ever. School is it for learning or is it for social experience. To know you are different and lookee different is weird. I was the girl eating dandelions. Now I prefer pomegrantes.

There was a Curious George book where he flooded the entire house, it involved soap. When I was little I thought that was the coolest thing in the world. Now, when I think about giving up and walking into the water to sleep, I wonder if Curious George had anything to do with it.

Tonight when I was looking through photos people had uploaded (a application grabs all the uploaded photos and displays them, you scroll down to look, inspire, horrify, ponder and then hit reload - its called skimming) I found a beautiful beautiful image.

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