in spite of ourselves, we'll end up sittin' on a rainbow.
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
28, It's Great
as per usual, i am one month the wiser
(and i say):
28!
It's GREAT
happiest of birthdays to you, ma beautiful belle.
i love you
i look up to you
you are funny
and, well,
what does luke wilson say in wedding crashers?
something about a soul's counter point?
basically, yes.
and i am really not sure of where i'd be
in this world without you.
oh, look there we are: birthday twins in red. parfait.
one/love
(not bono style, not at all)
HAPPY 28th EMMA
you little rascal.
Friday, July 19, 2013
baby of the world, no more.
JULIUS,
YOU ARE
TODDLER
OF THE WORLD!
happy birthday.
i love you, you brilliant little bean.
actually, beam too.
the vegetable and the sun:
THAT'S YOU!
::::
happy birthday jubee.
p.s. friday bdays are the best
but you don't know that yet!
xoxoxoxooxoxx
I LOVE YOU.
k
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Bon Voyage, Ma Belle
dearest emma,
i love you.
here's a little note for you
on the eve of your BIG departure...
homeward bound!
xox
the East to West adventure has arrived....
it's going to be incredible, the three of you in your tiny little wagon
(SANS STUFF!)
::
OHHHH MY, EM
OH MY
i hope you see the BEST creatures (human and animal alike)
please record your sightings!!!
(a genuine must)
(example of 2 miraculous creatures)
::
::
You are about to traverse this expansive landscape
and witness sunsets abound
(and dingy motel rooms that smell)
::
Please make sure that you, Katy, and Jubers remain well nourished
if we're being honest, you should probably
avoid most of this kind of nourishement.
(the gas station kind)
Instead, pull over and have a few of these
(roadside, beachside, riverside?)
AVOID THESE LITTLE GUYS
WHEN THEY ARE ALIVE & IN MOTION
(this will replace rule # 1 for the time being)
Actually, rule #1 still applies.
Actually, rule #1 still applies.
AVOID THE MOOSE = RULE #2
I hope that you never, ever find yourselves in traffic like this!
::
But if you do hit a wall (of tired, or traffic)
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
JUST GET (LOTS!!!) OF THIS:
ZZZZZZZZZZZIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG
(and just remember...)
i'll be the sun, you be the shine'in
::
i love you, em!
you're going hooooommmmeeeee
(hugs to katy bean & juliosaurus!)
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
botany in muddy march
yes, we have indeed prevailed through the murk of february! now comes the rains, and the mud.
so julius and i escaped today. we went indoors to the wonderful world of the tropics, of the deserts, of places wet & dry, but most importantly, reasonably warm.
i wished you could have been there!
there were moments that were idyllic (looking at the cinnamon tree together in blissful peace),
and moments less so (noteworthy: the picture of julius facedown on the bench).
we brought our magnifying glass.
I MISS YOU AND LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
xxxo em.
Monday, February 18, 2013
just the best.
exotic, to the canadian's eye.
ze most beautiful creatures.
so much better than this:
ahhh, we humans.
love you kay.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
happy heart day, em.
these are women in beautiful garb.
you're the sweetest, always.
thank you for the wonderful & thoughtful prezzie.
IT'S SO CUTE!
please give one million valentine kisses to juberkins.
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Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Prettiest Tree on the Mountain
Well I'm leaving
Walking back home
I don't care if it takes years or more
But as I walk through the hills of Kentucky
The leaves begin to turn red
And I think of you
Yes, I think of you
The prettiest tree on the mountain
Walking back home
I don't care if it takes years or more
But as I walk through the hills of Kentucky
The leaves begin to turn red
And I think of you
Yes, I think of you
The prettiest tree on the mountain
Sunday, January 27, 2013
meatloaf
I HATE MEATLOAF.
it's disgusting.
why would anyone ever squish already-squished-up-meat
into a pan and cook it to the point that it
becomes even squishier hot meat mush?
(and worse...some of them put ketchup on it!)
ugh.
worst.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Hey! Ho! HEEEY!
on a quick spin through the ol' ipod, the subconscious "hey-hey-hey-ing" of the righteous hipster came to the forefront of my lobes when i literally listened to these three songs, on random, sequentially.
i know you will enjoy this hey-hey-ing goodness. HEY HEY!
1. Sharp Shooters. (click me).
2. Luminescence. (click me).
3. Monsters! (click me).
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
A Polar Coat of Bubbles.
1. Follow the link to the song:
and then let these words of summer, and warmth, and laughter wash over your frozen montreal bones.
"I saw a bubble float past my window, fat and wobbly and ripening toward that dragonfly blue they turn just before they burst. So I looked down at the yard and there you were, you and your mother, blowing bubbles at the cat, such a barrage of them that the poor beast was beside herself at the glut of opportunity. She was actually leaping in the air, our insouciant Soapy! Some of the bubbles drifted up through the branches, even up above the trees. You two were too intent on the cat to see the celestial consequences of your worldly endeavours. They were very lovely. Your mother is wearing her blue dress and you are wearing your red shirt and you were kneeling on he ground together with Soapy between that effulgence of bubbles rising, and so much laughter. Ah, this life, this world."
- Marilynne Robinson. Gilead.
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