Monday, October 31, 2011

Sunday, October 30, 2011

message in a bottle



Okay, I know very few people read this blog anymore since I've converted it to a personal journal and removed comments. I also realize that it's egocentric to re-open them for this post just because I'm interested in discussing a particular subject. I get that, can live with it, and plead guilty as charged. That being said, if there is anyone still out there I'd love to hear your thoughts about hedonism. It's something I've been thinking a lot about lately so if you have an opinion, passing thought, or consider it completely irrelevant, I'd love to hear what you think. Anon comments welcome, all input appreciated. :)
Thanks!-Sharon




Saturday, October 29, 2011

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

A Birthday Re-Post: 1 in 6,602,224,175

I didn't really have anything to say today so I thought I'd post some of Zoe's baby pictures. While she, like all of us, is just 1 person among the 6,602,224,175 people on our planet, she (like all of us) is pretty special. It's kind of mind boggling that there are over
6 billion unique souls walking around this earth.
And that's just the people!

And while we all share the same genetic make up, each of us brings some little spark, some combination of being completely our own to this existence.

I'm not sure what I bring, it's so hard to see ourselves.........maybe empathy.......... you know the neurotic, paralyzing, for pete's sake get over it kind of empathy. :)

What's your thing, what do you bring?


HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY ZOE!!!



Tuesday, October 25, 2011

we awoke to snow this morning...


which was later than usual for us.



Friday, October 21, 2011

released for good behavior


Zoe escaped our monastic existence for a few days this week in celebration of her upcoming birthday. We took her to the Black Hills which, even though only a few hours away, she'd never been to before.


I took a zillion pictures which I'll probably be posting later but here's an overview for now:

Sunday, October 16, 2011

must be a rat thing...

Pietro put himself in the trash this morning.




Sunday, October 9, 2011

talking to myself

As you know, I rarely comment on other people's blogs and there aren't any comments on my blog. It isn't that I don't have anything to say or that I don't care what you have to say, it's just that I don't like feeling obligated to remark all of the time. Maybe it's just me but once you're engaged in relationship it's like you've made an unwritten commitment to exchange at all times which can lead to seemingly rote, superficial, and insincere comments. I think that my intentions are well and good but after a while I find myself sitting back and wondering what perky and enthusiastic talker has snatched my online persona. In reality I can be quite withdrawn and ping ponging back and forth between friendliness and invisibility just sends mixed messages.
Anyways, that's not really the point of this post. I was just listening to music and washing the dishes when Leonard Cohen summed up what my response to myself (on yesterday's post Brilliant!) would have been if I had read it elsewhere. Whether in marriage or not:

Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

-from Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen


Saturday, October 8, 2011

brilliant!


Mexican officials have proposed legalizing "fixed-term" marriages allowing couples to profess their undying love and devotion until death do they part or 24 months, whichever comes first. Option to renew, right of refusal, and trade-in's welcome. :)





the snow is creeping down the mountain toward us...


so the harvest is in.



Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Sunday, October 2, 2011

on the long empty road east of town...




you'll find a pumpkin patch, and goats, chickens, bunnies, and a pig. We took our annual trip to the pumpkin patch today.


This guy spent a fair amount of time nibbling on me. He wanted the camera but we discussed it and decided he should stick to clothing.


His friend.

Some pumpkins.

A chicken.

There was a little girl about 18 months old admiring the chickens with us. She cried as we left, it was so cute. :)