Go Ask Alice

I wonder if anyone younger then my remembers the expression "The Rabbit Died"?
Or finds it ironic the the White Rabbit was always Late. Late. For a Very Important Date.

All Quiet on The Western Front

"I'm tired of reading about Miss Rhode Island" she said. "When are you going to get that pig picture down?"

I haven't lost my love of writing, or of thinking, but maybe I've lost the will. For a while. Mostly because what compels me is what's immediately around me, and who is immediately around me, and there's not much to say that isn't being said about someone else. And I can't really say it. And be left with anyone. So I say nothing.

Oh really not because I have something deep dark and judgmental to say. It's just my life, my present life, is being determined by what's around me. I'm assessing. Whose parenting I admire, whose goals I mirror, whose ideals I agree with. Where I spend my time, my days. Who I talk to, who I listen to. So what I think about daily and the direction I'm moving in now, is, in part, a reflection of what's around me.

Certainly I'm making my own choices, and decisions, but I'm also reexamining values overall. Your mine and ours. Hers and his. And the funnier aspects that are worth discussing are always the things you don't agree with.

And now, since all the corners of my life seem to be overlapping, well. I just say nothing.

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May 11, 2009

woke up proud of her brother, her OLDER brother, for putting himself through NYU, nights and weekends, at his own expense - graduating today - with honors. An undergrad at 42, now THAT'S dedication. ***tears***

The Cutest Cake I Ever Made...

ok, my husband is cute too...