Not asking too much. . .

so I thought wonderfully vindictive thoughts after finding this at The AntiCraft Website:

Bad Juju

They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and rightly so.

Beauregard Lerouge was an ox of a man, broad across the chest and strong of will, but he wasn't a smart man. When he married the powerful voodoun Marie Méprisant, he married untruly and unfaithfully. After the birth of his daughter, he took up with the belle du jour, Kitty Devareaux, beginning an affair that could neither escape the prying eyes of the community, nor the notice of Marie.

Marie knitted effigies of the offending pair and set about exacting her revenge. In short order, Kitty lost her lustrous golden hair, developed sores on her flesh, and suffered a stroke leaving her paralyzed on her left side, the side of her treacherous heart. No longer the beautiful treasure she had been, Beauregard, nor any other man, had a use for her, and she languished in poverty the rest of her days. Kitty, however, was lucky compared to the adulterous Beauregard, who disappeared on his way home from the tavern on a moonless night and was never heard from again. It is said he was attacked by an alligator which brought his body to Marie, ripped to shreds. Denied an afterlife by the voodoun's spells, he lived on only as the secret ingredient in Marie's famous red beans and rice.

by Zabet Stewart

Yay! and a Naked Baby Hug!

Yesterday I got word that I have been accepted to Grad School - yay! And today i hear that the article I co-wrote with Julie Frew, Director of the Milford Public Library will be published in January's issue of Indiana Libraries! yay! It is a basic article really-that anyone who works with teens in libraries could have written- and a trade publication, but I can't contain myself. It feels like young author day all over again, only i'm not 8 and i didn't draw awesome crayolas to go along with it. but still. i am 8 again. maybe i can get some crayola time in over the holiday. . . oh how i needed things to perk up. i will latch on to this.

also, must share that last night, whilst Zelle snoozed on the couch (splayed out in her boots and coat) Lena pulled herself up in the bathtub (dangerous, i know) to give me a hug!! as if the naked chubby baby love wasn't enough- she had to stand up and hug mama. she promptly returned her rump to tub and resumed eating the sailor she plucked from the safety of his sailboat. i love that girl. this little encounter is the greatest development at all, you see. Lena is growing up and her person ness is evolving and she is ready to share it. and so am i.

also, can't wait til you all see our holiday card. i love my work family.

House for Sale

So, here it is. He listed it. I won't profit from it, but the sooner it sales, the sooner I am off the mortgage. One of a kind beauty, with amenities not typically found in West Central. If you know anyone. . . it is worth a look. 1219 West Washington. 92,900 is the asking.
hardwood floors, roomy, front porch w/swing, 2 car garage, privately fenced backyard w/pear tree, grape vine, bricked in patio, walking distance to library, new insulation. 12 ft ceilings, 3 ceiling fans, new thermostat on timer with feedback. new water heater. new paint exterior front. sun porch on rear. dry basement. beautiful grand oak staircase. most updates 07. yeah, we had it all. the harder they fall.

for love of the book

preparing to make booksafes with teens tomorrow and remembered something i saw on boingboing that must be shared. these book autopies are done by Brian Dettmer. If you haven't seen them yet follow the link for much more. so much to say. i heart dictionairies comes to mind.

Slow Green

So, what I am liking about all this painting the town green madness, is that so much of the product appears to be coming from nontraditional outlets. Outlets, no less, and doubtful that these companies aren't watching their bottomlines, but hey, they aren't multinational. yet.

am happy about that. but also overwhelmed. is consumerism going to be so diverse from now on? i love it. but have been in a hurry when shopping. when doing everything. so, this all ties in with slow food then. against fast life. eat slow die old and all that. great slogans, but could this be the life for me? a revolution that goes backwards. i'm in. cuz, really, i have always been a little slow~

Pretty/Amazing

Went to the grassrootsgreen thing last night. Drove home feeling hopeful.

Just before turning through an intersection, watching petrol powered cars trekking through icey streets late on a dark cold Thursday evening, perhaps shopping for holiday fare, it occured to me that while hopeful, I feel a tinge of sorrow. Are we seeing the end of an era? Yeah, I'm cool with that- real cool with that. But wow, looking around, I just feel a bit sad. Life as I know it and all that.

I love the possibilities, don't mistake me. And am so hopeful that we can make some real, meaningful changes to our world and how we live on it. Just, hmm, how to say it, I feel mournful. A bit.

Ready to rock in the future soon enough. But for right now, wow, the past and present is quick dying around us. So many changes. Huh?

oh and the pic. photovoltaics from Sarah Hall Studio. Solar power, no kidding. Definately things to look forward too. Thanks for sharing this Jon Frincke.

Oh Great

Apparently divorce hurts everyone. I can speak to that, but little did I know that it hurts our home as well. (though I can say that we would both agree-holy cow, did i say agree?- that our one slim financial resources are now in shreds- i don't believe we (he) considered the earth in all this mess).
found on yahoo, so perhaps you saw:
Mother Nature Feels the Pains of Divorce

what is wrong with him?

he must have had a labotomy. i mean really. it was a tough year. the toughest yet, but why give up? i hope i never come to understand what it is like to give up on someone i love.

Seasons Greetings

Thanks for coming over Jennie. Sometimes I just can't document their sweetness enough. Now how will I ever choose an image for the holiday card?