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Boogie Pants

Shakespeare published 154 sonnets in his quarto in 1609. While the initial 126 are addressed to a young man, the final 28 are directed toward an enigmatic woman referred to as the dark lady.

  • Panama, Jan 11

    I think it’s primarily me who feels like we need to get up and get the day started!  Anna is…

  • Panama, Jan 10

    The past few days have been slow and enjoyable.  On Friday, the family slept in and we spent the morning…

  • Panama, Jan 9

    Click for today’s photo album! Yesterday we decided to head out on our first excursion that wasn’t a grocery store! …

  • Panama, Jan 8

    On our first full day here, we opted to take it easy and get to know our complex and surroundings…

  • Panama, Jan 7

    Yesterday we set off on our six week adventure to Panama, after about two months of living with parents as…

  • Vermont, winter #4

    This has been another mild winter, but last week we had a few blasts of snow, so I went to…

  • Morning on Dutch Hill

  • Blog burnout.

    Boogie Pants isn’t burning me out because I don’t post enough for that to even happen.  That would be a…

  • “Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.” – Nora Ephron

    When we lived in Maryland years ago, every winter, right after Christmas, melancholy slipped into our house unannounced and definitely…

  • Didn’t finish and pretty happy about it.

    Nanowrimo 2013 did not get done! I didn’t finish this year. I quit just before Thanksgiving, and for no reason…

  • Starting.

    This morning I wrote a beginning.  For years I’ve wanted to explore my college friendships, the ones that began the…

  • It’s back.

    Is today really November 1st and the onset of National Novel Writing Month?  Wasn’t it merely a few weeks ago…

  • Where we are.

               

  • Holy procrastination, Batman.

    You have no idea how many times since May I have started a new post and just given up.  I…

  • Heads up, dog walkers.

    One piece of advice I’ve read about blogging is that if a blog is going to succeed and keep readers,…

  • Weekly Photo Challenge: Up

    Last month we spent a few days in Jupiter, Florida. It was the Saturday before Easter.  I looked up from…

  • On learning new stuff.

    The words Twitter and Tweet are so silly to me I’ve had a hard time bringing myself to learn anything…

  • Weekly Photo Challenge: Change

    We spend as much time as possible every summer at our simple, small cottage on an uncrowded Vermont lake.  We…

  • On my mind…the heavy and the light.

    The heavy: CHF Late last night we got a call from my sister Beth that she and Mom were at…

  • Weekly Photo Challenge: Color

    Prague, Czech Republic (2010) Camp Ozone, Tennessee (1976) Athens, Ohio (2011?) Athens, Ohio (2011?) Athens, Ohio (2011?) St. John, USVI…

  • Weekly Photo Challenge: Lunchtime

    Lunch packing instructions from a first grader: Cheese curds:  One lunchtime option at the Circleville, Ohio Pumpkin Show:   Cat…

  • Cracking the egg.

    I’m surprised the mirror image of the word “backspace” hasn’t imprinted itself on my right ring finger.  I skip words…

  • On comment threads.

    Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about how much time I spend online for the sole purpose of discovering stuff.…

  • Weekly Photo Challenge: Lost in the Details

  • Camping in April.

    National Novel Writing Month was a snore and a chore for me last November, just like it was the year…

  • Thoughts about decision-making.

    I’m not sure how “Press This” works, but in looking through my archives I ran across one of my favorite…

  • To plug or not to plug.

    Tomorrow, March 1st,  is  National Day of Unplugging and I think I will do it.  The thing is, during these sunless,…

  • Hope in March.

    When I look back at my earlier entries I am a little bit surprised, as if I’m reading the words…

  • Pantsed.

    Love this. 

  • Light it up.

    We could use a little more glow this weekend, couldn’t we? While Charlotte was at The Nutcracker, Anna and I…

  • Ready to go!

    Our baby is off on her first big Daisy Scout field trip today. The whole troop and some of their…

  • How to talk to adults.

    The last time I felt like I have today was 9/11.  So much was the same:  the little snippets of…

  • Soul Culture

    Soul Culture Go ahead, click on that above link.  I’ve wanted to write about this idea for a while but…

  • Too much?

    A few days ago I “liked” the “I love DIY” page on facebook and it seems like every five minutes…

  • And…POOF!

    Why worry about things we can’t change, right? It’s a damn good thing that every November I have no illusions…

  • 42618

    My eyes feel like they might implode, but I actually might make it.  Thank goodness for my tenth grade typing…

  • 35005

    Well, I’m not positive if I’ll make it.  I just fell asleep sitting here in my comfy chair with my…

  • 28419

    No, that’s not a zip code, it’s how many words I’ve written as of this morning. I’m pretty sure there’s…

  • Novel ideas

    Tomorrow we are leaving for five days away and my to-do list is loooong.  What did I do today instead?…

  • We are all brothers and sisters. Even these two.

    Every time I imagine her whispering sweet nothings to these babies, I burst out laughing. I’m not sure this was…

  • Beatrice.

      Once upon a time there was a fat, very fat,  long-haired calico whose girth was so cumbersome she could…

  • Weekly Photo Challenge: Near and Far

  • Playing with the new phone…

  • Message from a tick: it was not meant to be.

    Hmm.  I certainly didn’t see THAT long of a break coming!  I wasn’t even that busy, but apparently, shortly after…

  • Solitude.

    I’m in the middle of an agonizingly long stretch of no alone time.  It has been very, very hard. “When…

  • The dog is just fine.

    Arts West  is offering a “Learn to Meditate” class, and when I saw the notice a few weeks ago, I…

  • It’s finally over.

    February, that is.  Just a few more hours left of this stinky month.  Go figure that today was cloudy, rainy,…

  • Warming up to poetry.

    Perfect for this time of year! From Out the Cave by Joyce Sutphen When you have been at war with…

  • Wake up!

    From Anais Nin…inspiring or totally depressing?  How about inspiring, yes? You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and…

  • Built-in dressers

    Voila!  A built-in dresser! I knew my obsession with browsing local real estate would come in handy. Last summer Mom,…

  • Why not a Woman Cave?

    When I was around  ten or twelve, my parents gave me my own room for Christmas.  They converted my dad’s…

  • Yep, I’m complaining about winter.

    Honestly, these last few weeks have mainly been about getting through.  Mid winter tends to creep up on me without…

  • Birthday girl.

    Then Now

  • And now something scary.

    From NASA, Earth’s temp progression:

  • Backwards.

    I can write any word you give me backwards and in cursive.  With a couple seconds of extra thought, I…

  • There is no try.

    It is almost February and Postaday2012 has not exactly gotten off to a smooth start.  I’d like to say that…

  • Monday!

    The series of “S#$%@” so-and-so says” is pretty funny.  Just ran across this one and I think it it’s the…

  • Hell in my heel.

    Today I had two appointments back to back: physical therapy and my follow up appt. with the podiatrist.  PT was…

  • And here is your lanyard, I replied.

    I found this poem yesterday on Susan Cain’s wonderful website. The Lanyard (by Billy Collins) The other day I was…

  • January. At last.

    As much as I love the Christmas season and all that goes with it, when we are finally settled back…

  • Craving some space and solitude.

    Since about 4:30 this afternoon, when Charlotte came home from Daisy Scouts and it was rainy and dark, this house…

  • Done! (Sort of)

    I’m still deciding if it counts or not.  I missed the midnight nanowrimo deadline by a minute.  ONE MINUTE.  If…

  • Reboot.

    My heel started hurting again a few days ago, so yesterday I called my podiatrist for advice, which turned out…

  • Therapy? You betcha.

    Today I saw my podiatrist and he gave me the all clear to boot the day boot in lieu of…

  • Blaming it on the boot.

    My orthopedic walking boot.  I’m clumsy, have lost my sense of balance, and with every step I feel like I’m…

  • Weekly Photo Challenge: Windows

  • When I am an old lady, part 1.

    For every day I am ready for a complete change of scenery, there is an equal day that I love…

  • It’s book time.

    National Novel Writing Month starts tomorrow.  As always, I’ve taken no time at all in October to think about what…

  • Library. Always open.

    One of my favorite things about Ghost Ranch is that its library is open 24 hours a day, 7 days…

  • Can you say “heliotrope?”

    I’m here at the library writing some articles, but of course something is going on that has distracted me.  I…

  • Barbiehead the Vampire.

    The year 2011 has certainly been blurry in spots, and the month of October may have replaced August as the…

  • New Mexico.

             

  • As if I had nothing better to do.

    My day so far: Step 1: Did my routine home hair color that should have been uneventful.  Thought a shimmery…

  • Around the corner.

    New Mexico is just a few days away, now, and I am not nearly as stressed out about my 9…

  • Singing’ the small house, small yard blues. Again.

    Something that I have been noticing recently with the weather is that it doesn’t take several cloudy days in a…

  • Poofy-Loo!!

    This is not my cat, but I love her as if she were.  I have always had a thing for…

  • Treading water.

    Here’s a little 1989 De La Soul to get the day started.   Most of the lyrics are pretty silly, but…

  • Sunday thoughts.

    Recently I’ve had scads of random thoughts that I meant to note, but since I was too lazy to note…

  • Ducks on a float.

    “The human race has only one really effective weapon, and that is laughter.  The moment it arises, all our hardnesses…

  • Irony.

    It’s been a surreal few days here in Vermont.  Our lake and our house emerged without a scratch from the…

  • Quiet time just a day away (I hope)

    I am beginning to wonder if I will ever have a settled summer, or if it flows in my blood…

  • Summertime blues…

    I’m having a hard time figuring this summer out.  So much has gone on.  I have driven from state to…

  • New things.

    What an embarrassingly long break I have taken!  I am wondering when I will finally figure out how to do…

  • Home from home.

    Finally! I am back in Vermont with the family after a month of the Appalachian Writing Project Summer Institute.   Being…

  • Parent Rules for Sleepover

    I’m cleaning out our desk, and just found this from a year ago. Anna had half a dozen girlfriends from…

  • Peeps in the Pantry.

    Five days alone.  I feel like I’m still in the adjustment stage, like I haven’t yet hit my stride, whatever…

  • Planning for solitude

    Friday is the first day of the two week period I’ll have here in Athens without anyone else.  Aaron is…

  • Litterbox demons.

    We are having a kitty cat lavatory issue in our house.  Beatrice, our pleasantly plump long-haired Calico, has decided that…

  • It’s not my water.

    Well, this is ridiculous.  Where did ten days go since my last post?  I’m not even posting enough for the…

  • Scatterlings

    One of my favorite songs from the Peace Corps is Johnny Clegg and Juluka doing “Scatterlings of Africa.”  I’m  far…

  • The persistent dream.

    Independence Petting Farm.  My country living fantasies are not going away anytime soon!    

  • Cosi fan Tutte

    Today the girls were introduced to opera at Sugarbush Ski Resort.  Interesting, n’est-ce pas?  We met our friends from Athens,…

  • Vermont thoughts.

    And now we are at the lake in Vermont.  I’m almost, but not really, relaxed.  Right now I’m – well,…

  • Memories. Wow.

    I’m here in Midland, Michigan with Mom and the girls.  We’re staying with a friend of hers in a house…

  • North to the mitten.

    This is it, the last day in town.  What a lot there is to do!  I must remind myself that…

  • Birdies.

    The little birdfeeder we put up over the winter is clearly the place to be, like The Peach Pit on…

  • Glass in my foot.

    A few days ago, after we had returned from the Nelsonville Music Festival,  I sat down at the kitchen table…

  • Another stinkin’ Sunday.

    It’s been too long since my last visit here.  This week has been tough.  I have been trying, trying, trying…