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    Friday, May 29, 2009

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    Sister, you totally need to go read the archives of icanhascheezburger or however it's spelled. That'll pick you right up.

    My moment of the the day: I drove in late this morning (8am instead of 6:30) and took a different route, which carried me past Sprinklerville's biggest park. Where I saw a septuagenarian administrator, who has always seemed very sedentary and osteoporotic, playing intense ultimate frisbee with her husband and a bunch of other grayhairs.

    You just never know about people.

    http://icanhascheezburger.com/

    and/or

    http://cuteoverload.com/

    We have a fat robin who's adopted our yard as his own. Sometimes when I'm pulling into the driveway, he's in the front yard, bouncing with his head cocked, inch by grudging inch away from the driveway.

    "Don't disturb me, I'm listening for worms." I swear that he grumbles as us as we try to quietly make our way past him.

    He's so well-fed that the red feathers of his belly occasionally bow out to reveal a tuft of white downiness beneath. We joke that for Thanksgiving, this year, we'll have robin instead of turkey. Meanwhile, he's off, snagging another worm that's as long as my hand. Hop-hop, pull-pull.

    Professional happiness: UPS is delivering my book contract *today.*

    Personal happiness: yesterday I bought an inexpensive summer dress in a lovely persimmon color. Today I am going out to purchase mustard-colored sandals to go with it. Believe it or not, this color combination not only works (at least in my mind it does), but it also makes me unreasonably happy. After years of black, brown and gray (which I still like), I appear to be rediscovering slightly more sophisticated versions of the bright primary colors favored by four year-olds.

    If you haven't yet watched Slings and Arrows, a series on the trials and tribulations of a Canadian theater troupe, get it into your netflix queue tout de suite. Here's a sample from the third season:

    [Darren gives Jeffrey what looks like a wooden shoe wrapped in gold foil, noting, “It’s chocolate.”]
    Jeffrey: How was your winter in Amsterdam?
    Darren: Fantastic. No tourists, just the Dutch, damp and pale. I swear, their pronunciation grows even more guttural as the days grow darker.
    Jeffrey: What is it you’re directing again?
    Darren: A musical based on Humpty Dumpty, very dark. The Dutch went crazy for it.
    Jeffrey: Oh , those Dutch.
    Darren: I must say, I’ve fallen in love with the musical genre. It’s the art form of the common man. If you want to communicate something to the proletariat, cover it in sequins and make it sing.

    I saw an eagle yesterday! I saw a jay chased by a robin! I have stories about academia that will remind you why you chose law!

    and also ...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xe1a1wHxTyo

    My little green cheek conure bird likes to sit on my husband's shoulder. He will puff his feathers out, close one eye, and rub his little cheek against my husband's cheek. It's his way of saying, "You're MY Daddy!"

    It's way cute.

    There's no such thing as self-indulgent blogging. Instead it's called self-preservation blogging. Enjoy!

    There's the latest post from the Itty Bitty Kitty Committee, and then there are the archives!

    I have a big crush on a boy at the dog park. That's a daily happy :)

    Also a happy: I saw Stephanie Pearl-McPhee (AKA The Yarn Harlot) at a reading/signing last night-- and she TOOK A PICTURE OF ME and my first pair of socks.

    Another happy? The sun is shining. Go stand out in the sun for 10 minutes. Take nothing with you. You'll feel better.

    Watch a ridiculous movie! Like "Waiting for Guffman" or "Role Models"! Or "Talladega Nights"!

    When all else fails, always LOLcats.

    Squirrels! And baby squirrels!

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jByfWOLmjo

    I don't know. We've been getting Dr. Who from the library. I've been taking naps in the hammock. not zooming yet.

    I always find Cake Wrecks good for a laugh: http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/

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