FB is killing me with memories

My babies are so beautiful* <3 span=""> <3 span=""> <3 span="">

* Beautiful = nostalgia for when they were so squishy, tiny, chubby-cheeked, and I saw both of them at breakfast every morning.

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A (C)Hairy Moment

Scout and Huck went bonkers at dinner time. Instead of eating slivers of salmon at the table (they love 'Mr. Slammin'!) they were howling and baying at something in the kitchen. The humans at the table were impressed by the puppies' noble inattention to dinner in the face of a threat to the family pack. What was it? A mouse? Our resident snake?

Nope. It was the chair we'd recently introduced to the kitchen. 

It was as bad as Clint Eastwood's chair moment.

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Difecta

I woke up this morning my heart and brain slogging through the knowledge that this is officially the last day of winter break and that I'd be dropping At off at college today.

Not so strangely, I've been looking forward to today as well: it's going to warm up to 30 degrees--after single-digit temps for the last two weeks--and it's the start of a brand new term.




Teaching

I dream of black-
boards

how I scrub
them

as if they are
grimy

window panes
and I am

opening a space
to see

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Of Samosas and Vaginas

Because I didn't plan ahead, cocktail samosas ($2.99 frozen; broiled for < 11 mins) and the dregs of a jar of mango chutney will have to do as my offering to the potluck of a new bookclub. Unusually, I seem to be the youngest, so they all love on me anyway.

 I'm looking forward to learning--among other things--how to work with mobility/speech/hearing issues in discussion formats.

The books I suggested were Yaa Gyasi's Homegoing and Carmen Machado's Her Body and Other Parties. I started talking about "The Husband Stitch" and couldn't shut up about vaginas for a quite a while :).

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A Project with Nu

While At was out discussing a podcast project with his erstwhile boss at the high school newspaper (also junior prom date; fire tweeter), Nu and I were at the antique store trying to find a small chair for the corner of the kitchen by the cookbooks' shelves. 

We found it.

Bonus: It seems to be an actual kitchen chair covered in old-timey vinyl. 

Bonus+: It cost $15 and once we'd thrown some (faux) sheepskin on it, was exactly what I'd envisioned.

Bonus ++: It turned out that an awesome student works there (her mother had recently purchased the store)

Bonus +++: Her mother and I were able to embarrass her by talking about all the ways in which she was awesome.

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Boss Day Indulgence

I inveigled them into selfies just before we walked over to Sansu because.... BAAAAS DAY!

  

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Winter Light

We carry
our shadows
through the snow
for hours

until noon
prunes them from us
with little fuss.
Suddenly

we are blessed
with light-ness,
a single body,
in samadhi

Until fading day
shades in companions
to take us downhill,
into the night


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