Talking about Joseph Campbell tonight, I realized that Ryan is interested in the structure of stories, while I am more interested in their meaning. This explains why we never enjoy the same movies.
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for March, 2012
Things Hanna likes to say while marching topless around the living room: -Okee! Dokee! -No, Dada! -Rarr! -Kitty! She will also stop sometimes and blow kisses. Toddlers are amazing.
Despite the fact that my knee is still throbbing, I managed to get the last of the rose bushes pruned back today. The yard debris bin is very tall and it makes a nice crutch. I’m trying to do at least one thing in the yard each weekend, and I’m glad I was able to [...]
I’ve spent most of the day on the couch with ice on my knee. The pain has been getting worse all day, but I hadn’t realized quite how badly I’d hurt myself this morning until I noticed the blood seeping through my leggings. I don’t think it’s broken or anything like that, since I was [...]
The baby gates are no longer the object of comfort they once were. First Hanna figured out how to open the ones upstairs, and now this morning I was trying to put away my backgammon set and the gate by the linen cupboard attacked me. Well, more like I was trying to put the backgammon [...]