annoying

*knock knock knock* "Penny?"

*knock knock knock* "Penny?"

*knock knock knock* "Penny?"

bahahaha!

The first of two birthday poems

January Sunday~1986

O what a fun day: Patti with Rick’s

Singular mission-the child born-

Joy mixed with pain, our hearts to be torn

Someday, when this daughter we love through and through

will be hurt and will cry for she’ll have sorrows too.

Thank you, dearest wife for you labour of love

given with strength from the Spirit Dove.

I love you now and will love you always,

My closest friend for all our days.

natalie dee comics

market collective

Calgary market collective has some of the coolest artistic peoples. I love the creativity and all the unique little things to find and enjoy. Here are some cutsies to check out...

Turn of Phrase:


Amy Victoria Wakefield:

The local library:

Tara Put:

Giulia Fatica:

Wagon Wheel lyrics

[I heard an amazing cover of this song recently, and now I love it.]

Heading down south to the land of the pines
I'm thumbing my way in the North Caroline
Staring up the road pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours,
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh,
So I can see my baby tonight

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel,
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey... momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain,
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey... momma rock me

Running from the cold up in New England.
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band
My baby plays a guitar I pick a banjo now,
Oh north country winters keep a getting me
And I lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave
But I ain't turning back and living that old life no more

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel,
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey... momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain,
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey... momma rock me

Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke,
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke.
But he's a heading west to the Cumberland gap,
From Johnson City, Tennessee.
Now I gotta get a move on before the sun,
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she's the only one.
And If I die in Raleigh at least I will die free.

So rock me momma like a wagon wheel,
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey... momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain,
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey... momma rock me

celebrating mum

We went for brunch today to celebrate my mum's birthday.

Brunch-what a very funny word. I like to say it over and over: brunch, brunch, brunch.

"I have lovely bunch of coconuts."

bunch is like brunch.

The bunch of us went for brunch.

The bunch of us bought brunch.

The birthday bunch bought brunch for the best mum.

What's a synonym I can use for mom that starts with b?? hmmm...

birth-giver? kinda a stretch...

Our bunch bought brunch for the birthday of the best birth-giver.

Our bunch bought brunch for the birthday bash of the best birth-bearer.

Even more convoluted, but I am enjoying the tongue twister style of it.

Our bunch brought the best birth-bearer to brunch for her birthday bash.

But then the 'bought' is taken out.

Our bunch brought the best birth-bearer to brunch, which we bought for her birthday bash.

Our bunch bought brunch for the best birth-bearer, who we brought to her bodacious birthday bash.

Bringing blessings, our bulbous bunch bought brunch for the best birth-bearer's bodacious birthday bash.

Bringing bodies bearing blessings, our bulbous bunch bought brunch for the best birth-bearer's bodacious birthday bash... I should stop.

mum's the word.

rrrrrrrooollll up the rrrriiimmm to wwwwiiin!

I had my first Timmies of this year's roll up the rim, and I'm 0/1.

vanity card

belated birthday gift

I received a travel mug with a variation of this artwork by Catherine Aguilar, and the phrase "See beauty in all things." How very fitting for me. I love it.

from: the art boutique by pine ridge art.

lent

this season is exhausting.

Dai Water Splashing Festival

This is so pretty. What a fun custom.

More info found here.

rock-paper-scissors-lizard-spock

Scissors cuts paper

Paper covers rock

Rock crushes lizard

Lizard poisons Spock

Spock smashes scissors

Scissors decapitates lizard

Lizard eats paper

Paper disproves Spock

Spock vaporizes rock

And as it always has, rock crushes Scissors

LOVE THIS!

[originally from here, but I first heard of it from The Big Bang Theory]

fake mustaches

A new mini fascination/obsession of mine-mustaches! :)

Look at all these cool different styles:

And these other funny things:

The finger mustache tattoo craze:


Peter Ibruegger's mustache mugs:

Avril Loreti's mustache hankies:

Stephen and Shauna's mustache on a stick:

And finally- LOOK AT these freaking-amazing mustache mannequin heads!

winter is still here

I hate winter.

But this picture is whimsical.

[photo by ry-o-vision from flikr, found here]

lyrics... "God said no"

watercolour: The Edge of Town by Vincent Takas

Dan Bern - "God Said No"

I met God On the edge of town
Where the wind meets the stillness
Where the darkness meets the light
Where the ocean meets the sky
Where the desert meets the rain
Where the earth meets the heavens
On the edge of town I met God

I asked God
Do one thing for me
Send me back in time
Send me to Seattle
Let me go
Find Kurt Cobain
Take away his gun
Take away his bullets
Talk to him
Make him wanna live
Tell him how we love him
Help him see his glory
God Said No
If I sent you back
If you really found him
You would only ask him
If he could
Help you get a deal
If he knows a lawyer
If he can help you
God Said No

I asked God
Do one thing for me
Send me back in time
Send me to Berlin
Let me find
The one they call Hitler
I will stalk him
I will bring him down
I will bring along
A powerful gun
Loaded with bullets
Obliterate his memory
God Said No
If I sent you back
You would get caught up
In theory and discussion
You would let your fears
Delay and distract you
You would make friends
You would take a lover
God Said No

I asked God
Do one thing for me
Send me back in time
Send me to Jerusalem
Let me go
Let me go find Jesus
Let me save his life
As they try to kill him
Let me take him down
Down from the cross
Take the iron from his body
Try to heal his wounds
God Said No
If I let you go
If you really found him
Walking with the cross
You would stare
Your tongue no longer working
Eyes no longer seeing
Ears no longer hearing
God said Time
Time belongs to me
Time's my secret weapon
My final advantage
God turned away
From the edge of town
I knew I was beaten
And that now was all I had
God Said No

"simple"

The theme of this year's legacy youth conference.

It was fun to help out with the atmosphere subteam.

Like what we did with the silhouettes?

an ache.

I've found that sometimes, an ache can be beautiful.

A beautiful ache-often produced by a compassionate moment, or a self-consiousless laugh, or an authentic, but matter-of-fact articulation of a brokenness.

or, a melancholy song.

such as one sung by craig cardiff, whom I recently was able to see live.

Heaven

When we meet in heaven will we

recognize each other in this light? a million candle winter light?

all the different shapes of all our different loves,

they're not wrong anymore,

they never were before.

Dearest blackbird, we're sorry.

How the birds swarmed the bodies for all the souls who left early.

Dearest blackbird, we're sorry.

different languages

I Love quality time! That is one of my most valued love languages.

And I got a wonderful amount of it today.

mmm...

There is something just so wonderful about a piece of dark chocolate.