Thinking about our younger years / We were young and wild and free...
Yesterday morning, my fast-food run ended with me driving Muse Watson to the auto-repair shop. No, I wasn't in another accident, but Muse had been having some problems that were getting worse. I'm beginning to suspect that car is as cantankerous as the person he's named after! Fortunately, he was fixed and ready to go this afternoon. I was able pay for his repairs, but I sure as heck didn't want to. Ugh. But there are things to be thankful for.
The latest hurricane/tropical storm/depression in the Gulf is sending a little rain and lots of wind our way. I love it! All day today it's been so fresh and cool and breezy outside. Perfect bike-riding weather, and it's neat seeing tree branches, stoplights, people's hair, and just about everything else blowing in the wind.
After shabbat services this evening, I took Eva out for pizza as a belated birthday gift. She turned 14 this week. She's an infinitely friendlier, happier, better-rounded young person than I was at that age. Of course, I was a moody, pissy little bitch at 14, and for many years after, so that's not the most ringing endorsement. But Eva can play beautiful pieces on the piano and has never had a lesson (the title to this entry is from one of the songs she loves to play; she has a thing for '80s power ballads), she studies tae-kwon-do and could probably take down most adults, and she's very active in her church.
When did this little chick - making faces with me, in Grandma's rightful house, on a Christmas Eve of long ago, photographed by Aunt Carolyn - get big enough and strong enough to give me a piggyback ride? (This is a really unflattering photo of me, by the way; thank goodness it isn't bigger.) I still can't believe she's 14 now! And I really can't believe that in just a few days, we'll have the 10-year anniversary of 9/11. It doesn't seem possible that it's been ten years already.
More good news: Athena will be in town this weekend for Labor Day! I have to work, but I'm going to find some time to see her, even if it means I won't get to sleep at all.
And... ONLY 18 DAYS LEFT until Season 9 of NCIS!
Good Shabbos!
The latest hurricane/tropical storm/depression in the Gulf is sending a little rain and lots of wind our way. I love it! All day today it's been so fresh and cool and breezy outside. Perfect bike-riding weather, and it's neat seeing tree branches, stoplights, people's hair, and just about everything else blowing in the wind.
After shabbat services this evening, I took Eva out for pizza as a belated birthday gift. She turned 14 this week. She's an infinitely friendlier, happier, better-rounded young person than I was at that age. Of course, I was a moody, pissy little bitch at 14, and for many years after, so that's not the most ringing endorsement. But Eva can play beautiful pieces on the piano and has never had a lesson (the title to this entry is from one of the songs she loves to play; she has a thing for '80s power ballads), she studies tae-kwon-do and could probably take down most adults, and she's very active in her church.
When did this little chick - making faces with me, in Grandma's rightful house, on a Christmas Eve of long ago, photographed by Aunt Carolyn - get big enough and strong enough to give me a piggyback ride? (This is a really unflattering photo of me, by the way; thank goodness it isn't bigger.) I still can't believe she's 14 now! And I really can't believe that in just a few days, we'll have the 10-year anniversary of 9/11. It doesn't seem possible that it's been ten years already.
More good news: Athena will be in town this weekend for Labor Day! I have to work, but I'm going to find some time to see her, even if it means I won't get to sleep at all.
And... ONLY 18 DAYS LEFT until Season 9 of NCIS!
Good Shabbos!