Tuesday, August 30, 2011
The Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allen Poe
The Girls in Their Summer
Dresses by Irwin Shaw
All Summer in a Day by Ray Bradbury
Forcing The End by Hugh Nissenson
The Most Dangerous Game by Richard Connell
O Youth and Beauty by John Cheever
The Lottery by Shirley Jackson
Basically I win the award for choosing the most most morbid, narcissistic short stories. Not sure what I was thinking, but in almost every story there was a point where we all looked at each other and said, "I feel sick to my stomach."
And I had read most of the stories before;) But, because they evoked such great emotion, albeit bad, they are memorable, and come up in conversation often. It is nice when your children also feel like colleagues working together to understand more deeply and to see more clearly.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Due to my parents' divorce when I was six and some various other issues, I only saw this side of my family briefly and not often. Everyone's story is different on this issue and I don't choose to explain it here or now, but what I will tell you is this: The Barbosa's have always made me feel welcome, and like I was never gone for years at a time.
Last week, the patriarch of the family, known to me as Pop- a cigar smoking, tortilla eating, Mexican ballad belting, always-clean smelling, ho, ho, ho laughing instead of ha, ha, ha laughing, hard working, Saturday napping, King Kong and Godzilla watching Grandpa, Louis Vazquez Barbosa passed away.
It was a privilege to watch his family, my family, gather together, mourning while cracking jokes, seeking a private place to cry and then holding each other hard, putting differences behind them, (the man had twelve kids-who could expect them ALL to get along?) and honor their father's memory, continuing his legacy of laughter and love even when times are hard.
We were on the beach the day they filmed it. Sweet.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Not the movie, just the way it made him feel. Hopeless.
This song however doesn't make me feel that way. Enjoy.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
I am remembering to be grateful. Good worship service and dedication of friends' new baby. Beginning a new resume'. Some hang time with Mimi. A lot of chauffeuring my kiddies-(Hey, they're liked!) Constant love and rubs on the back from Chris. Encouragement from a good sister and at least six friends, some of whom weren't even aware I needed it. Some of Chris' awesome chicken wings and Aurelia's gumbo and Virginia's brownies and Aubin Hospitality. And Twinniemoo telling me the highlight of her trip to the east coast was flying her princess kite. Guess what I'm hoping to do tomorrow?
Thank you Lord. How could I ask for more?
Thursday, August 11, 2011
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Wednesday, August 10, 2011
I like the reason why she quilts. Not just to make something, but to give something tangible, that brings comfort and warmth.
She did that for us for a week. Thanks Patti!
Monday, August 8, 2011
Making the most, of the most of it.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
behind the bus."
We talked for an hour and were mutually encouraged. She was spreading the love to us on our last legs of this journey.
She almost convinced us to stay in California and gave us some cool ideas for raising funds. Her family has a website called eotm.com. They mainly encourage entrepreneurs. Which is awesome because I am coming back with a new version of an old idea.
Down the road a ways Chris saw a young girl hitching a ride, so we turned around and picked her and two friends up.
They were fresh off a cross, cross country trip and had finally given up on their VW van that they flipped into the side of a mountain in San Francisco. We know about some hills after this trip. We decided to see San Francisco another time;)
Riley, Joe and Tim hopped on with their Dog Brody and we were off to Flagstaff!
It got really HOT for awhile , but we knew we were headed for mountain weather;)
Our conversation ran the gamut. Rainbow Gathering, God, organic farming, bus flipping, busking, books, music, dominoes, body funk, the runs, and peace which seemed to fall over us all as Jubilee climbed the mountain into the cool mountain air.
We let our riders out on the edge of Flagstaff, and said hello to Spencer who we met on the way to Cali. He gave us se cantaloupes and headed towards McD's and free wifi. We arrived to find no outlets and with our ghetto copyists that wouldn't fly. We were able to loan Lyle some jumper cables for the short time we were there and headed to Bookmans where I had the best bookstore coffee house service and coffee and we ran into a youth group from Carrolton, TX.
Weird. I told them if they saw us on the side of the road they had to pick us up. They laughed.