poetry thursday revisited...

i consider the fact of meeting you here +
considering the idea that i will probably
look as strange & weird to you
tonight
as i did then, in high school
sitting at a table alone
mp3 player replacing the walkman
cappuccino in exchange of pop
but ever present notebook
ever present scribbler that i am
silent and unaware
only one thing changed-now i don't care.

5 really good things on a wednesday...


liz elayne has a dare on her blog...
a dare to find 5 really good things to blog about.

this came at perfect time for me
because i have been searching for something
for wednesdays,
especially for this blog-posting-full month
of nablopomo-november...
so i have adopted
(with liz's permission, of course)
her dare and
taken it
a step further...
i vow to do this every wednesday
for at least the month of november...

this goes well with my journal exercise
that i "borrowed" from michelle borrowed from this book....
every morning
i have been journaling what i really really want.
and every evening, that happiest thing that happened that day...
and i think
i will use this exercise as resource for wednesdays...

oh
it's all coming together now!
thanks to friends.

so.
5 really good things on a wednesday...
1. twelve's fantastic report card..90% average, 98% in science! wow.

2. salt and pepper chicken wings

3. an email from a best friend telling me i am truly her best friend

4. evan almighty...sooooo funny.

5. planning for christmas...i heart christmas...

and you, why don't you pop over to liz's and take her dare...
i think she is making tea...and i'm pretty sure she is wearing the
cutest little mary jane slipper socks that you have ever seen.

my first ever self portrait challenge...


there is something about sesame street
that
gets me...
that calls to me with it's siren song
of banter between ernie and bert...
it's ladybug picnics,
it's pinball counting.

i watched sesame street far longer than the average kid should.
i blamed it on no cable access,
but really, i would have watched regardless.
i cried for real when mr hooper died.
i taped maria and luis's wedding...
i never really cared for all new characters (elmo)
but baby bear...
oh..
i love baby bear.

i feel guilty when i pick favorites...
(although ernie and bert hold a strong place)
but what about super grover...
oscar? grungetta? the count? forgetful jones?
big bird! snuffleupagus? THE TWEEDLEBUGS!
sam the robot?
sherlock hemlock! guy smiley? slimey?
telly and his triangles and all his anxieties i so associate with?
sully and biff?

i can't choose.

when i went to university, i was 21.
i pasted huge pictures of sesame street characters
on my dorm room wall...
they were my comfort zone,
those guys are always there for me...
collectively,
they get me.

now i wear them
via a collection of t-shirts...
and they make me happy.
they make me
ME.

1-2-3-4-5
6-7-8-9-10-
11-12
dododododododo dodo dodo dododoooo!
TWELVE!

day 4 and i'm still standin'

what do i really really want? i really really want more days like today...

days in which we find the hurricane has passed us over in favor of
becoming a post tropical storm...

days in which we sleep in, and then have a little early morning fun
that requires keeping the bedroom door locked
for just a bit and muffling all sound...

breakfasts of maple flavored bacon and crispy crunchy potatoes...

a nap on the couch tucked in my S on one side
and 12's supremely soft blanketon the other, bare toes smooshed
into orange and pink stripey softness...

kids playing happily together upstairs for at least an hour and half
before arguing...

supper at my mom and dad's,
giggling at my dad's latest attempt at leaving a phone message
on his answering machine which turned out unbelievably robotic...

then the four of us crunched up on one couch
laughing hysterically as *28 people get
bonked with a ball before the wiener dog fits through the fence...

sweet kisses before bed.

(*america's funniest home videos, of course...heh)