Daily Archives: September 19, 2008

I’m Not a Pirate, But I Play One In My Imagination

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Avast ye mateys! I just learn’d it be International Talk Like a Pirate Day. That’s why all t’ best buccanearBloggers I know be suddenly donnin’ their very best swagger. I’ll not keep ye long mates, I know yer all anxious t’ get aft t’ your lunches, but please, if you do nothin’ else t’ celebrate this auspicious event, at least check out this website:

http://www.fissio.com/pirate.pl

Then when your sprogs wake up from their naps, be aye t’ give them a hearty, “ARGH, ahoy!” And when they ask you if you’ve gone crazy, you can say, “Belay matey, you must be dreamin’ still.” And maybe they’ll even go aft t’ bed.

That’s Called Extendin’ Naptime Like a Champ.

I Am From…

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I saw this meme at Diary of a Stay at Home Mom and it looked soooo cool I just had to try and play along and tell you all where I am from…

I am from a small New England town where change happens slowly and family is all around.

I am from kitchens with cookies always baking, coffee or tea always brewing, and a second helping is assumed.

I am from a place where family and friendship have always gone hand in hand, side by side, almost indistinguishable from one another.

I am from a land of cousins and cousins’ cousins. A place where everyone is family even when they’re not.

I am from a world where grandmother’s never seem to age, time stands still but rushes by with new faces and old.

I am from a place with nature in ever nook and cranny of our lives. Reservoirs and leafy trees standing majestic all around me.

I am from a family filled with laughter and personality. Filled to the brim with love and adoration for one another, always lending a helping hand, always at the ready to celebrate life’s bigger moments, and smaller ones, too.

I am from a kitten’s kisses, a purr always nearby, waiting too be fed, loved and then forgotten when she’s ready to hide. A world that understands a cat’s never ending love, that never needs to be defined or acknowledged. Whether perching for her closeup, or hiding behind a cushion, it’s love is always there.

I am from a place where cameras are always clicking – and camera shy people are better left behind.

I am from a land of love and a place where childhood is cherished and adored. Where grandmothers are the law and grandchildren are everything. Where playtime is the best time and a hug and a kiss is always nearby.

Where are you from?

Aloha Friday: Would You Care to Dance?

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So I’ve been thinking about this for awhile, trying to decide the best way to post these thoughts without just sounding ridiculous. Then Aloha Friday rolled around, the day that you take it easy and look forward to the weekend, in Hawaii and blogland anyway. As you should know by now, over at An Island Life, Kailani decided that on Fridays she would take it easy on posting and ask a simple question for you to answer. Nothing that requires a lengthy response.

If you’d like to participate, just post your own question on your blog and leave your link at An Island Life’s blog. Don’t forget to visit the other participants! It’s a great way to make new bloggy friends!

Anyway point is, for this week I was unsure what to ask of you. I thought about talking about Halloween but I’d really like to wait awhile (at least until October) before talking about that too much. So I decided to pull out this “Long Shot” of a blog post idea and form it into an Aloha Friday. My question this week is:

Do you watch Ellen? You know how on her talk show she has little “dance segments” thrown in for  fun, complete with hopping over that round table she has?

If I decided to do that on my blog, you know break off in the middle of a topic and put on some awesome new song and start busting a move, hopping over our living room table (which I’ve practiced) – would you dance with me? Would you pretend you danced with me but not actually dance yourself? Would you accuse me of doing the same?

Would you worry what the neighbors would think? Would you believe me if I told you it could be a great new exercise to throw into your daily habit and maybe your kids would dance with you and it would be this great new thing and you’d wonder why you’d never done it before? Would you wait impatiently for it everyday, putting on special “dancing pants” just for me?

Or are you going to stop reading my blog now? :P