NOCTOURNAL RAMBLINGS

I do not have what can be called a 'typical' response to death.

In almost every case, when attending a funeral, my emotional response is on the level with 'aaawww bummer...'

Now dont get me wrong... Im not a sociopath.  
I cry.
Sometimes volumes.

But in most cases I have experienced loss only on a minor level.

My cats have been the only, as of yet, in my inner circles to pass. 
And one simply does not shed the depth of tears for a cat as for a human.

I digress...
My experience with the death of humans has mostly been one of knowing it was a release.

With two exceptions: Ronnie Sorrenti in high school, and John Rambo Jr a few years ago,
(both of whom were taken by vehicular tragedies which could have been avoided) all
passed of illness or age or both. So the other deaths were merciful.

Even my grandfather and cousin fell in to the category of release and relief, in a manner of speaking.

I cry in privacy for those who pass, and maybe share the mourning with those in my house...
but otherwise the tears tend not to well. 

I find myself being the hand holder, the suporter.
The one cracking an inappropriate joke to lighten the moment.

However, i react strongly to the vessles.

The empty trademark jacket.
The box.
The remains.

I vibe the words as they are spoken.
I enjoy immensly the music chosen to celebrate.
I see the release in others'  tears.

But STILL, i remain.

Jimi's gathering yesterday was no different.

It was one of the most tastefull I've seen.
Carefull and loving attention paid to doing right by Jimi.
Creating a safe nest for shared experience.

Jimi
I'm so very sorry I kept my distance.
Grantid, I had a kid... and five years have passed quite quickly
and ive paid precious LITTLE attention to anything else.
(As it should be.)

Yet
I AM SORRY.
The memory of someone else stood between you and me.
As much as I admired you as a person,
I could never find the words to say so.
I allowed someone elses bad behavior to color my choices.
THAT IS NOT COOL.
And if I carry one thing in to my soul from the tears I have swallowed for you
let THAT be the thing.

This life is too short.......................


Namaste.
Amen.
So Mote it Be.

Kitteh sneezes
Jerry sez  'scuze you'.

Kitteh sneezes
I say 'g'blesha'
Jerry sez: "HAY, you dont say that.  Im his Papa.  Youre his gra'ma.  I say it first."

hee hee hee

Heres an eco friendly easter idea.

Next time you make an omlet, tap the end off the egg and pour out the contents.
Rinse the shell agressivly then swish a teeny bit of bleach in there.
Save them up.
Then fill with paper confetti
(cut from magazines and ads to be super eco)
then seal them with paper and glue or paper mache.
You now have an eco friendly confetti bomb ready to hide and hunt.

Using color tissue to mache cuts down one step... no need to dye or paint.
Small Toys may fit in the holes,
or fill with wildflower seeds to make an eco bomb!
IN EITHER CASE, the shell and paper are bio degradabe.

two funnehs for the start of your day

http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/
be sure to get a couple of cakes back for the 'goth' cakes
thx to lynne for the site

and

Heres a recipie for a kid tune

Take one kid
leave him downstairs while you do stuff upstairs
(knowing theres a good chance he will remove his pants)
(hes REALLY in to his boy bits lately)
dont think to remove the dark blue marker from the floor
come down stairs after realising "Its too quiet down there..."
stop in door way with deer in headlights realising
you may be witnessing smurf porn
back away slowly and fill tub.

(yes mairi, im in photoshop right now.)





and from our egg hunt 
here is what we arrived to at historic rittenhouse town



and here is a fuzzy look at the happy

friggin cute bat peextures stuff

http://www.dimijianimages.com/CostaRica-page3/tentmaking-bats.htmhttp://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2006/09/the_first_ever_.html
http://www.batworld.org/adopt_a_bat/Mr.Kitty.html
http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2007/05/climb_my_little.html
http://www.cuteoverload.com/2007/08/and-now-a-beady.html
http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2008/07/the-dark-knight.html
http://www.cuteoverload.com/2009/03/bat-toes-and-to.html

im sorry
and now return you to your regular sthuff

okay
no im not sorry

x-cept to blue
i will appologize to blue

but blame kaija

BOGO  Tuesday
academy of natural science
(19th and parkway, Philly)


Meet up with my crew THIS tuesday March 31
I will AIM to be there at 11:am  (it COULD happen)


regular adult admission $10.  kid $8.
-with bogo, one adult and kid $9-
Butterfly exhibit, additional $2 per.

you have my phone #, call me when yah get there.
jerry and i usually can last the whole day, leaving round 4.

SHE WROTE:

oh go shove it up your freshly waxed...

S.U.V!!!!!


So I'm in the nuts and dried fruits aisle at the local Whole Foods Supermarket, and I am manically reading all the labels and ingredients in EVERYTHING I PUT IN MY BASKET.
A blonde yuppie in a business suit and a hands free head set walks by me and my twins, who are fighting over a rubber bat (ok, I admit, its a squaky dog chew toy. from last halloween...)
aand she stops and looks at them with this mixture of confusion and discust with a hint of a nervous smile and looks back at me
"Hello", I say loudly, cocking my head to the side.
"awww, I was just admiring the babies. Twins?"
"They sure are "
"Awww, are you a nanny?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I just...you look....too young, to be a mother"
I laugh, "Too young or too weird?"
She laughs nervously, "How old are they?", she changes the subject by leaning over and cooing at my baby girl.
"They are 1 years old, or in goth, that means 106"
She returns back to her cart and says m"well, they are very cute" and begans to fill a bag with almonds.
I am still reading the label on a bag of gluten free pancake mix, and she is almost walking away when she says ,"You know, I am watching you read all the labels, I thought moms like you wouldn't be uptight or care about what your kids eat"

She tosses her hair and smiles..

I immedietley assess the situation-
yuppie
versus
freak

in the nuts and fruits aisle
blood shed
or
do the roll off ?

"Yeah, I like to know what chemicals they eat because this society is obsessed with giving children medication for absolutley everything so keeping them as healthy as possible so they dont join the race of overly-medicated, impatient, shallow lab rat future yuppies..if I fed them mcdonalds everyday, theyd be fat and less likely to be able to run from your bully, overly confident with half the brains spoiled t.v brat when my child says something quirky and slightly offensive"

ok...
thats what I WANTED to say..

what I really said was

"Yeah you should know, labels are like, everything" in an obnoxious valley girl voice.
She got offended and left.
I win


I REPLIED

 I personally look at every moment like this as an opportunity to be an ambassador for all freakdom.

A dazzlingly brilliant epithet proving educated choices is more likely to deconstruct societal prejudices.

A quip will help lock their misconceptions in place.

I chose to 'get over' being offended years ago. They are 'normal' because of fear. If one chooses to say 'god bless' to me, why should I choose to be offended? They are wishing me well in the limited vocabulary they have. The best way to disarm them is to reply "and also to you."

Saccharin was indeed called for. Your earlier longer reply a gem... but why presume her kids are TV bully brats?
MAYBE the powers that be put her in your path to give you an opportunity t deconstruct her fears? OR maybe to teach you BOTH something about prejudice?

In any case, what did that incident teach ALL your children?