Saturday, November 15, 2008

Saturday Fun


Today I worked the Tailgate Party at Pitzer. It was fun but I'm still not recovered from the flu so it almost killed me. We had a great turnout (over 200 people) but afterwards, I just went home and the boys and I slept for over 3 hours. Then we watched cartoons. Quality family time!

Friday, November 14, 2008

the end of a birthday

Well, my birthday is coming to a close. No major fanfare, diamond earrings or fancy dinners. Just a good day. At my great job with fabulous colleagues, with my boys eating spaghetti and watching Monster's inc. That's a good birthday.

Today was a good day because I figured out what I want to do with my life. No really, I know exactly what it is. It happened during a phone call. The light bulb came on. This is what I want to do with my life. Pretty cool huh? It only took me 44 years to figure it out. But maybe that is what is actually good about getting older. All the pieces start falling into place and if you are lucky, you know what you want to do. Well, at least one of the things that you want to do.

But I can't tell you. If I tell my birthday wish, it won't come true right? Or maybe that doesn't apply to birthday revelations. In any case, when it does happen, you'll know! My boys have collapsed into sleep (including Rupe) so I have a few quiet moments to reflect on today. Good Night!

Birthday Presents!


Thanks everyone for the cute gifts! I am having a good day!

Midnight


At midnight I ate a piece of chocolate cake while watching a recording of 30 Rock. This morning Isaiah woke me with an ear peircing "It's Happy Birthday Time!" Then we had a round of pancakes and some chocolate cake. It's going to be a good day.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

The night before our Birthday


Yes, I said "our" birthday. It is the night before jean and joan's birthday. November 14th is a great birthday. I love that we were born in the 60s. That we didn't have computers or cell phones in college and wore bell bottoms in kindergarten. I am amazed that we were born in a very different time--simpler times--Of farming, home made quilts and pies, and church on Sunday.

I can still pass some of that down to them--i make mom's homemade caramels and take them to visit the farm, see the turkeys, run in the corn fields and raise them to know that we have a responsibility to care for the earth and one another and that everyone should be treated equally.

They are already living in a world of YouTube, blogs, facebooks, blackberries and no kid goes to college without a computer. I am happy that my children's first president is a Black president (I don't count GWB) and that finally people are beginning to be outraged at discrimination against gays. I'm happy that the women's movement brought us to a place where we can make a difference and they'll respect their wives for who they are...some day.

Joan's in Nashville and I'm in L.A. but we're celebrating anyway. i don't need any gifts because a twin is the best gift of all. (although a girl should never turn down diamond earrings if they should happen to come her way.)

About Me

My photo
1,971 miles from Nashville where my identical twin lives.
I was raised on a Mennonite Farm in Illinois. From the cornfields I made my way to inner city Philadelphia to live and work with kids who were the poorest of the poor but the brightest kids in the world. Later I took food and clothing to the homeless and prostitutes on the streets of NYC who opened my eyes to real poverty of spirit. Later I created fundraisers for AIDS patients, taught 2nd language learners about poetry, film and beauty and finally came to higher education to meet some of the most innovative, courageous and funky grads you could ever meet--at a place called Pitzer College. I live for moments of beauty and flashes of enlightenment. Sometimes life is just burnt out ends of smokey days (T.S. Eliot)or an ordinary cup of coffee. And sometimes it's that delicious misty morning overlooking Lake Atitlan in Guatemala in 1984 that I can never get out of my head. Ever. Either way, this story is going some where. Come along, if you like.

things i love

  • aged manchego
  • bammy
  • bangles
  • being a twin
  • ben and jerry's
  • blinis with caviar and creme fraiche
  • bob marley
  • bonfires
  • books about women who are crazy and yet, not so crazy
  • bumble and bumble creme de coco shampoo
  • burke williams
  • cathedrals
  • cello music
  • chandeliers
  • charm bracelets
  • cheetos
  • chevre cheese
  • chocolate babka
  • chocolate ganache
  • civilized breakfast at fauchon
  • cook books
  • corazones de chocolate
  • cornfields
  • croissants stuffed with chocolate
  • crumbling bricks
  • dale brothers' home brew
  • dark chocolate
  • docks
  • doing the happy dance
  • dreads
  • eating home grown tomatoes
  • eucalyptis
  • fishing
  • Fleur de Sel
  • foreign films
  • franny and zooey
  • freedom
  • freshly brewed coffee
  • fried dumplings
  • fried fish at Hellshire Beach Kingston
  • friends who don't clean up before I come over
  • gauguin
  • giving people food
  • going barefoot
  • h2o
  • hard wood floors
  • hiding in a corn field
  • imagining the future in detail
  • ipod filled with excellent music
  • italian sheets
  • italian sheets
  • jackson and isaiah's eyes
  • Jamaica
  • jerk chicken at fisherman's cove (port antonio)
  • joan
  • joan southerland
  • kombucha
  • l'occitane body products
  • langston hughes
  • laughing out loud
  • le pain quotidien
  • lip gloss
  • little cakes from miette
  • little islands around lake george
  • magnolia trees
  • margaret atwood
  • mashed potatoes at the Royalton
  • monkeys
  • moss
  • my handy labeler
  • my jamaica pendant
  • my mother in law also named Jean A Grant
  • my sleep number bed set to 65
  • naan
  • natural hot springs
  • necklaces made out of seeds or beans
  • new york public library
  • NYC
  • obamas
  • olive oil
  • peace signs
  • peanut butter
  • pearls
  • penpals
  • percolators
  • pine cones
  • pink poenies, lots and lots of pink peonies
  • pipe organs that are so loud, they are almost scary
  • poems
  • poison dart frogs
  • portuguese bream any way you cook it
  • proper cup of coffee in a cup and saucer on a mild mornng in Guatemala City
  • race cars
  • rainstorms
  • reading at night with a flashlight
  • Really nice shoes
  • root vegetables
  • roughing it
  • rushmore
  • salt fish fritters
  • scharffenberger chocolate
  • scotch bonnet pepper sauce
  • scrabble
  • shadows
  • sleepy fishing villages
  • soccer
  • sorting and organizing almost anything
  • soursop juice
  • spanish
  • street food
  • Sun on my face
  • sunlight sparkling on a lake
  • super thick goose down comforters
  • taking the subway
  • tea with the girls
  • the ocean
  • the phrase "with love and squalor"
  • The Slanted Door
  • the smell of a wood smoke
  • the smell of pine trees
  • the smell of spring
  • things that glow in the dark
  • thrift stores
  • tiendas
  • tiny birds that chirp outside my window in the morning
  • toads
  • toes
  • toni morrison
  • trixie
  • turkeys
  • upstairs apartments
  • Veuve Cliquot
  • virginia woolf's imagery
  • waterford crystal
  • whales
  • whole fried fish at Cherry's
  • william and wayne
  • words
  • yahtzee
  • zabar's (nyc)