I wish I had a dressing table. One with a little chair. That you could line all your brushes and makeup on. Not the bathroom, where everyone goes, where you have to stow away as much of your personal effects as possible. No, to sit and brush your hair in front of a mirror, look at a picture taped to the mirror of Elvis Costello from his "Armed Forces" Days. It would be nice to have a space dedicated soley to the upkeep of your own beauty, whatever level that beauty be.

April 7, 2009

Yesterday was a very important day. First, the cutest little boy in the world turned 1. Second, Leonard Cohen finally came to town again. And I got to be there. The amazing 74 year old played for almost 3 hours. His band was fabulous and he was sublime. If I could do justice to the magic and beauty of the night in my words, then I would. But alas, it is not so. So just listen to some Leonard.

3 years deserves more words, how about a picture

My little girl is turning 3. She is so much fun. The other day while riding in the car, "Goodday Sunshine" came on and she screamed. I looked back and she had her hand in front of her mouth, perfect impression of a girl with Beatlemania. She has never seen any footage of such hysteria, it just came naturally.

She is always asking "why?" these days. I have heard about this phase. Sometimes it is fun to try to explain concepts to her, other times it is very challenging. I need to brush up on my philosophy. The best part is when I challenge her to answer her own question. She is pretty astute and often very funny. Why indeed.

Take them for Granite

White and black.
White and blue.
White and brindl.
I've lost you.

Safe haven from my sad, mad confusion
with music, movement, temperature control.
Smiling muzzle, tongue at the ready,
sneeze inevitable if you roll.

Stolen from me to return in nick of time.
My great birthday present that I left behind.

Memories of friends within it,
concerts, trips, fast food meals.
Driving, singing, laughing, talking,
multi-tasking at the wheel.

Jumping to hit a balloon,
fetching Mexican cactus,
Knucky making sure
on walks he never passed us.

Thirteen years, Sentra you served me well.
I even got to bid you a good farewell.

Javy you let me pet you,
without trying to lick me,
and I knew, but didn't want to believe,
that you would soon leave me.

I've realized I counted on your hearty love.

Your presence was such a rock,
It's absence has made me weaker.

I love you lotion fearer,
the incredible licking machine,
tufts of white hair everywhere,
sweetest dog I've ever seen.

Our Show- The Shield

The Shield ended last night. Todd started watching it with me during the second season. Then we got the complete first and second seasons and watched them to be all caught up. Since then we have been loyal viewers of this intense, upsetting, and fun show. We have waited up to a year and a half between seasons, we have stayed up way past when we should go to bed, we have endured seeing extremely uncomfortable, not the least bit sexy, nudity. I stormed through the house in fury when Curtis got grenaded, cringed through every scene when Dutch was dating Corrine, and had some great after discussions with Todd addressing Vic's tactics.
I love that Todd watched it with me. That we had that to look forward to together. I am sad for that reason to see it go. But I'm relieved to have some closure to the story of the Barn and all the characters I've loved and shaken my head at over the years.

Favorite Character- Lem, then Ronnie, my poor betrayed guys
Favorite Episode- Early on, when Claudette and Vic are paired up and Dutch is with Shane
Favorite Captain- Monica Rawling (Glenn Close) What an awesome leader.
Favorite Season- Season 4, with Glenn Close, Mackey actually tries to be good
Stupid Award- Shane-could you have made one intelligent decision in your life?
Favorite Villian- Armadillo was pretty scary
Love to Hate- Aceveda, the total Politician
Favorite tension breaker - Billings
Didn't expect that - Mackey didn't hook up with Olivia.

Tweetle Beatles

In our house the Beatles are now The Tweetle Beatles. And we listen to them a lot. O has taking a liking to Yellow Submarine in particular. After only hearing it a couple times, I heard her singing it in the bathtub. These are the moments that make you so proud to be a parent. I showed O a picture of all The Tweetle Beatles. I pointed to them and told her their names. She said "I like Paul and Ringo, but I don't like John and George". A couple weeks later, she admitted that she did indeed like John and George. I was relieved.
O's second favorite Beatle song is "Come Together" which is pretty high up on my personal favorite list. She requested it by saying "the one that goes like this"... and then she made similar soundeffects to the very great opening rift. It was very cool.
I made an MP3 CD for the car of all the albums I have by them and we listen to that as we drive. I am blown away with how many songs I love. Through this very hectic, stressful time, The Tweetle Beatles have given me some outstanding moments of peace and enjoyment.

Happy Birthday Brother

My brother is cool. There are many reasons this is so and I intend to elaborate more on this at some point. But one of the reasons my brother is so cool is that he would understand why I bought the movie "Ice Pirates".
I don't know how long it's been since he has seen it, if he even remembers Lanky Nibs. I had forgotten him. But I hadn't forgotten the essence of this cinema classic.
As children we watched the strangest movies over and over. Maybe "Foul Play" was a light enough comedy for multiple viewings, but "Mommie Dearest"? "Ice Pirates" was one of these. It has an all-star cast- Robert Urich, John Matuszak, John Carradine, Ron Perlman, and the very imposing Anjelica Huston.
I watched it the other day and it made me happy. I'm lucky to have had such a fun movie buddy as Si.