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Wednesday, July 18, 2012
The Cave
Good Morning,
wow it has been a long time since I started with such a normal greeting.....Hey All.
So just now I changed my facebook picture and also hit the Allman Brothers "Melissa" on my ipod. I am singing aloud at the kitchen table while the kids sleep watching the comments roll in on facebook regarding my picture. It's Halloween last year - I was the RED QUEEN "off with her head!" My sweet Emma was Alice, her Dad was the Mad Hatter, Matt was a BlACK Jack from a playing card and Lauren (Emma's BFF) was the WHITE QUEEN. We were so badass it wasn't even funny - we all took on our roles so effortlessly - I kinda think Emma should change her name to Alice, like for real. And what exactly is in her little bottle anyways? I made each and every costume (less Lauren's) by hand. Thrift stored the under garments and then got to work with hot glue and materials - playing cards got hand stitched on to my dress meticulously. I wanted them to woosh when I walked for added badassness. It was pretty awesome. The year before we were a family of Monsters and again - believable to disbelief. Our make up was off the hook, a benefit of growing up on a stage. One of my favorite years was when Emma and Matt were Queen Guinevere and Lancelot. I was Velma from Scooby Doo - I looked like I walked out of the cartoon, hilarious. I went to have lunch with Gwen and Lance that day in full costume with my giant scooby Doo under my arm, a box of scooby snacks in hand. Nothing quite like walking through an elementary school as the awkward, brilliant crime fighter - Jinkies. It was so much fun, making the kids laugh or double take - the pointing. My kids love when I show up at school causing the coolest scene. Like the time I volunteered to be the girl in the sword box at the illusionist show we went to last year - I yelled to them from the stage, "I love you kids, don't forget me." and blew kisses to the audience as I bowed for my last curtain call. I could see Emma from inside the box - she thought I was going to be sliced to pieces for real - the smile on her face to find me still whole and laughing with the magician - a priceless moment in my life. Mom is whole - JOY. It was awesome. I was just now remembering how later in the Velma Halloween day,I took the brats out to Gordonsville to see Nana and Papa at the nursing home. Nana was in love with the queen and her secret love - she swore all that holiday season that there was an ornament on the Christmas tree in the sun room of Emma and Matthew as Lancelot and Guinevere.... There wasn't really but in her head it was there every day and she could see it. (God Bless my Nan, I miss her so much...)
At any rate - I go all out. Always have. When I do something I spare no small detail. I was just thinking I really hope I write that way? I really hope you guys get in the grain - like my new blog photo. My favorite detail, the beach sand lingering on my toes. That was why I chose it - the graininess that makes up the back story that really is more important than anything surface.
Mumford and Sons just came on, my IPOD is shuffling now - luck of the draw.
"And I need to know how to live my life as it's meant to be"
"And I will hold on hope and I won't let you choke on the noose around your neck"
"And I will know my name"
And with that I feel the need to find a door frame and stretch like a cat in the sunspot on the back of the couch mid afternoon.
Meow. "And I'll find strength in pain, and I will change my ways".........(god I love this f'ing song.)
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