fergit agin

i almost forgot i started this blog....i could use the excuse that some of the letters on my keyboard are broken and its too frustrating to type anything anymore...or tell you that ive just been travelling all summer and couldnt remember my ogin information...or that facebook is my new blogspot? well, im here ready to post some love up for you family and fer me hearties...this week has been filled with laughter because India is talking up a storm and she says the funniest stuff...today she explained how carrots grow and frogs hop and why and whatfor and whatever and it took a really long time and it was hilariously inaccurate. Scarlett is in her second session of ballet and shes so sweet...she sings and dances everyday and just loves folowing her teacher around and walking on her tippiest toes. everyones hair is longer...our farm share is almost over...the heater gets turned on every morning now...the time change will afford me some moments for blogging. there really is so much...love

tilly? where are you?

i was imagining a forest landscape laden with fog and lush with dew...when i suddenly realized that i haven't seen matilda in months! How could this happen? she rode along to santa barbara with us...which was fun because she always thinks to stop and smell the flowers in the best places! After we got home I wrapped her up in her tiny home and there she hibernated. supposedly safe. reassuringly sound...and now shes missing!
there are only two possible explanations: #1- she got up and walked away. Although this seems like the most unlikely of the two scenarios, its the most logical, i like it. #2- she went home with someone else. not that i can recall lending her out..she may have stowed away in some childs bag or pocket, seeking another lifetime of adventure. whichever the reason, nothing changes the fact that shes just plain missing. and im missing her. so...matilda, if you are out there...come back!

eye heart ira glass

seriously. i have loved for a long long long time, this american life. its my favorite show. yeah, i dont have a tv... so for me, radio is how i get my media fill. i listen to the radio as much as a teenager would watch tv if left unsupervised. a lot. talk radio. amy goodman. local radio, reggae fridays, prairie home companion, mountain stage, morning edition, car talk, wait wait dont tell me, calling all pets....oh yeah...im in the thick of it...i love radio, especially talk radio and i love ira glass the best! last night i listened to a show (from the archives) about the rubber room. Teachers that do something...questionable, like yelling at their students, or throwing a chair. They dont get fired but they get sent to the rubber room, to wait for their "hearing" sometimes they wait for years!!! It was a great show...here are some of my favorites:
http://www.thisamericanlife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?episode=350
http://www.thisamericanlife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?episode=370
http://www.thisamericanlife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?episode=104
http://www.thisamericanlife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?sched=1249
http://www.thisamericanlife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?sched=1226

enjoy!!!

ps
last night i reestablished my love for nina simone by listening to her for 2 hours!!! I love pandora...i created a station under nina simone and after "eliminating" anyone but her...the station ONLY played nina...live, old, more recent,etc...it was great!

mini-mantle and zoo-poo

I haven't even made the time to organize MY photo album to include the memories of this past year...but I sure-have-made-sure that the new dollhouse makes good use of its mantle with photos of aunties and sisters! I don't know about you, but i adore index prints...those little itsy bitsy pictures of your pictures...so cute. but really, what to do with them...clutter much? S likes to cut them out...so I put them in her dollhouse, real cute like!

and this week we went to the zoo...dollar Wednesdays make me feel obligated to go, come on...a buck? its always a lot of fun...and s likes to brush the goat, who wants to eat my camera. its a great day as long as I don't have to go into the petting zoo (where all the poo is) and we "forget" to go to the gift shop, ha! on a side note: the tiny one is getting big...not even 6 months old and a whopping 18.3 pounds, no wonder my arms are aching...she gets around just fine, scooting and rolling and sometimes getting a "ride" from her sister, who likes to pull her around on the blanket. This makes everyone laugh outloud for a few minutes, especially India...so we add years to our lives daily!