Muppet Love

Last Sunday at church they played Harry Belafonte’s “Turn the World Around” and I got all teary-eyed and emotional. Because, although Harry is awesome, so are the Muppets, and when I was very small, I remember watching it and it moved me so deeply, even as a child.

Truly I miss Jim Henson and how beautiful his stuff could be. Sometimes dark, sometimes weird, sometimes emotional, always amazing. The Muppets have never recovered from that very great loss. (And they aren’t trying too hard, either, putting out crap like Sid the Science Kid – it’s not even puppets!!!) (Although they came close when they did MirrorMask a few years ago.)

Today’s entry at CakeWrecks is a Muppet cake. And at first I was a little offended until I remembered that Sundays over there are about remembering the good cakes.

The detail is stunning:

And, although this isn’t my very favorite part of the cake, Sam is definitely on my list of Very Favorite Muppets.

(You can see all of those photos here.)

So, yes, I love me some Muppets. I could easily (and often do) have deep Spiritual moments with these Muppets. It’s not hard to get me to cry over Jim Henson (just as I do over Mr. Rogers), and my lord, but how I love The Rainbow Connection. Even (especially?) the version by the Gimme Gimmes.

Recently, someone – we think they are official – began posting new clips of Muppets on YouTube. It is that same classic humor we love so. Check them out:

OMG how I LOVE the internet.

7 Days: Day 7

Still feeling like crap if I am in any sort of upright position for more than about 2 minutes so this was the best I could do. My kids tend to collect those glowing plastic Halloween pumpkins you can get at Target. In the dark they make a beautiful starry sky out of the walls and anything the light falls on. Except me. I just look like I have some weird spots. Anyway, here I am between the pink and green ones.

I hope you all have a lovely fall, see you in the winter!!

A Dream

I was standing next to Mexico and I could see in the valley the bullfighting arena. But they were not fighting bulls, instead it was horse races. One of the riders left the race and came up the hill close to us. It was Bill Clinton. He laughed and rode back to the race.

What does THAT mean?

7 Days: Day 6 (Art Class)

My friend hosts an awesome art class twice a month for our homeschooled kids. Today they made collages. I spent some time playing with the sparklies, too.

Here’s how I really feel today, though. I’ve got Elliott’s cold. Yay.

7 Days: Day 5 (Public Library)

Since we homeschool, M meets her speech therapist (ST) at a local library. I bring my laptop to do some work, and E plays on the computer for the first half and then checks out a toy (usually blocks) for the second half. It makes for such a lovely afternoon that I will be sad when M "graduates" from speech later this year (probably).

My laptop’s wallpaper is the frog in duckweed found here in the second week of September.

7 Days: Day 4 (Mabon)

Technically, yesterday was Mabon, the Autumnal Equinox, but we celebrated today instead.

I wasn’t 100% thrilled with either this photo or with this one which is the runner-up. I like aspects of them, but they aren’t exactly what I was going for.

But is it just me or is it kinda weird to take self-portraits in front of other people who are not a part of this group? *snicker* Luckily I know they love me so I don’t mind acting the weirdo (they know I’m not acting).

Click here for the set.

Life. Don’t talk to me about Life.

On the edge of an emotional collapse. I can feel it, and, oddly, I welcome it. Because I feel like things will be better once I gather myself up. I just don’t know which way to go from here. But something has got to happen soon because I just cannot live like this.

My daughter is absolutely INSANE lately. She is at the worst point she has been at in over two years and this time she has new maturity to go with it, so the simple days of Tantrums From Hell are mere blissful memories now. These days she follows us around, tormenting us until we snap. I know there is something going on inside her little body, and we have some testing for various things including health issues, yeast issues and food issues coming up. But before I can do that, I have to figure out what to decide and what needs to be tested for. Also how to get her to hold still while they shove a needle up her arm. HAH.

My son? Oh, yes, he’s three and he also follows us around tormenting us, but it’s simpler and much easier to get him back on track since he only does it when bored. Problem solved – get him busy! But when he’s following his sister around hitting her and pushing her, she retaliates in a physical way as well, and oh God, I need some Valium.

My husband? I am SICK TO DEATH of living with him. Just the actual living part, not of being with him. I feel like I could remain happily married my whole life if we just had different houses. He rags on me for leaving hair in the hairbrushes and then he? leaves piles of hair which he has removed from the brushes around the house. Low is that any less gross?? And the clutter! And the dirty clothes on the floor! I try so hard to keep the house decent-looking, I cannot tolerate his crap. It makes me feel like he doesn’t appreciate how hard I work around here. And that makes me yell too much.

And money. I cannot seem to save for a house at all because we constantly have these stupid expenses like the dentist, or M’s upcoming blood tests. It’s like The Universe gets notice of my new income level and decides to balance it out by creating this big hole in my checking account equal to my paychecks.

But living here is driving.me.insane since we are all cooped up together inside. Going out requires so much energy since I have to be out front with them and the back yard isn’t big enough for them to ride bikes or anything (plus, you know, the widow population is growing. we found an empty brown widow sac the other day *shiver*). I crave living in an actual house where the kids can play in the back yard and where we can have space.

I can only balance so much at any given time. Right now my focus is on schooling the kids so things like taking my vitamins falls by the wayside. I cannot seem to be able to do it all and I don’t understand why.

Whatever is coming better come soon because I am so done with Life as it is at this moment. I have not felt this dark in three years. And it’s very, very tiring.

7 Days: Day 3

I just got a remote for the camera on Friday and so far have not used it for this run of 7 Days. So I’m using it, dammit.

Spent the afternoon in the kitchen making pumpkin bread (wherein I first had to cook a pumpkin* and therefore also had to wash and roast the seeds), cranberry-pepita cookies and pulling the seeds from a pomegranate. Today is the first day of Fall and we are celebrating with friends tomorrow.

Sorry about the terrible lighting in the kitchen. When I win the lottery I am having proper lighting installed (in a house I own).

Happy Fall, everyone!

*Because the grocery store did not have canned pumpkin. *sigh* It wasn’t hard, though.

More LOLpolitics

You just can’t be too careful with the fabric these days – it’s all terrorist.

7 Days: Day 2 – Shiny

As I type this I realize there was a theme of some sort and chances are, this photo doesn’t fit that theme.

Do I get an excuse for having an extremely busy day including one sick child? Please? I’ll let you taste the apple, and I promise it’s not poisoned. In fact, it’s organic.

That said, today was a much better day. We began our Autumn celebrations with a trip to our favorite mountain town, Julian, to pick apples. If you’d like to see more from the day, click here for the set.