i found the first post's video by utter chance.
but now i've been on a roll, clicking in the sidebar on black and white film clips and modern lindy hop competitions. wow.za.
it's flippin' amazing.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
dead people.
[tuesday, february 7]
"ya know, beka, this dude on the 10 dollar bill is pretty good looking."
"hmmm. let me see what you're talking about."
i break away from stirring potato slices in sizzling butter.
glance at the greenback lyddie holds out to me.
lol.
"ah! yes. i remember thinking that guy was pretty attractive myself."
she smiles. examines it again.
"hmmm. and lincoln wasn't that bad either. but there was that one dude--some of those dollar bill faces are sick. ugh. so ugly."
example of an unattractive president:
this is howcultured odd we are. my 11 year old sister. talking about how attractive dead presidents are or aren't.
i laughed as i shook some cayenne-salt on the potatoes.
"i can't believe we're talking about dead people."
"psh, it's not that weird."
ahh, goodness. i love siblings.
"ya know, beka, this dude on the 10 dollar bill is pretty good looking."
"hmmm. let me see what you're talking about."
i break away from stirring potato slices in sizzling butter.
glance at the greenback lyddie holds out to me.
lol.
"ah! yes. i remember thinking that guy was pretty attractive myself."
she smiles. examines it again.
example of an unattractive president:
this is how
i laughed as i shook some cayenne-salt on the potatoes.
"i can't believe we're talking about dead people."
"psh, it's not that weird."
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
dance. :)
ohmygoodnessgracious.
*happy sigh*
i don't do lindy hop, but gosh. i'd be open to learning it someday. on another note, i love how they dressed vintage. and i love the song. and her dress.
also, if i never get 1/10th as good and creative as this someday in my lifetime, i have high hopes for [at least one of] my children someday.
one of them needs to pick up this timeless obsession. :)
Friday, February 3, 2012
happy.
i have 601 published posts and 22 drafts. i haven't been posting at a normal or decent record lately. just a few facts for you.
makes me happy posts.
pretty darn inspiring.
especially considering the facts that i'm looking forward to so many things, learning to rest in trusting God and His timing and just who He is, but i've started to let little things slip away.
so. with no further delay . . .
things that have made me ridiculously happy this week:
the morning's hot shower. that feeling of a new day starting. clean.
the freshly-cleaned off kitchen counter. my ocd tendencies satisfied.
the loud, obnoxious hum of the coffee grinder in my hands. anticipation and enjoyment of my obsession. :)
attempting to accomplish how many push ups while the coffee brews. exercise, keeping in shape, who's heard of it? psh....not me.....
the sound of someone's really tired voice on the phone at the end of a long day... and the good-natured argument over when exactly he should go to sleep because he's so exhausted, or if he should stay up like he wants to/wishes.
the laughing that comes when either person wins the argument.
how about you? what has been making you ridiculously happy this week?
makes me happy posts.
pretty darn inspiring.
especially considering the facts that i'm looking forward to so many things, learning to rest in trusting God and His timing and just who He is, but i've started to let little things slip away.
so. with no further delay . . .
things that have made me ridiculously happy this week:
the smile my younger sister/s gives me when we share a sibling moment telling each other 'you're weird'.
and the laughing that comes afterwards.the morning's hot shower. that feeling of a new day starting. clean.
the freshly-cleaned off kitchen counter. my ocd tendencies satisfied.
the loud, obnoxious hum of the coffee grinder in my hands. anticipation and enjoyment of my obsession. :)
attempting to accomplish how many push ups while the coffee brews. exercise, keeping in shape, who's heard of it? psh....not me.....
the sound of someone's really tired voice on the phone at the end of a long day... and the good-natured argument over when exactly he should go to sleep because he's so exhausted, or if he should stay up like he wants to/wishes.
the laughing that comes when either person wins the argument.
how about you? what has been making you ridiculously happy this week?
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
a poem on a tuesday.
it's february 1st, and i haven't posted for . . . oh, has it been a week?
yeah. something like that.
one of my favorite authors, bonnie grove, shared this on her facebook this morning.
you know, since they now allow you to post more than 500 characters. hah.
anyways, the last time i --er, someone named lyddie [my littlest sister]-- used my camera, there was this cutie in the nursery. he was a sweetheart. for every smile you gave him, he gave you one right back. easiest going little one in the nursery at church that day.
. . . the sunset on january 30th.
. . . the sunset on january 31st.
you can now read this lovely poem, and i'm going to go finish watching tangled [only for the second time in my life, crazy, i know? what with a little sister who does the smolder all the time. lol] with lyddie . . . have a fabulous wednesday :)
Happiness
by Raymond Carver
So early it's still almost dark out.
I'm near the window with coffee,
and the usual early morning stuff
that passes for thought.
When I see the boy and his friend
walking up the road
to deliver the newspaper.
They wear caps and sweaters,
and one boy has a bag over his shoulder.
They are so happy
they aren't saying anything, these boys.
I think if they could, they would take
each other's arm.
It's early in the morning,
and they are doing this thing together.
They come on, slowly.
The sky is taking on light,
though the moon still hangs pale over the water.
Such beauty that for a minute
death and ambition, even love,
doesn't enter into this.
Happiness. It comes on
unexpectedly. And goes beyond, really,
any early morning talk about it.
yeah. something like that.
one of my favorite authors, bonnie grove, shared this on her facebook this morning.
you know, since they now allow you to post more than 500 characters. hah.
anyways, the last time i --er, someone named lyddie [my littlest sister]-- used my camera, there was this cutie in the nursery. he was a sweetheart. for every smile you gave him, he gave you one right back. easiest going little one in the nursery at church that day.
. . . the sunset on january 31st.
you can now read this lovely poem, and i'm going to go finish watching tangled [only for the second time in my life, crazy, i know? what with a little sister who does the smolder all the time. lol] with lyddie . . . have a fabulous wednesday :)
Happiness
by Raymond Carver
So early it's still almost dark out.
I'm near the window with coffee,
and the usual early morning stuff
that passes for thought.
When I see the boy and his friend
walking up the road
to deliver the newspaper.
They wear caps and sweaters,
and one boy has a bag over his shoulder.
They are so happy
they aren't saying anything, these boys.
I think if they could, they would take
each other's arm.
It's early in the morning,
and they are doing this thing together.
They come on, slowly.
The sky is taking on light,
though the moon still hangs pale over the water.
Such beauty that for a minute
death and ambition, even love,
doesn't enter into this.
Happiness. It comes on
unexpectedly. And goes beyond, really,
any early morning talk about it.
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