Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

via christi: rumours

played at just the right time.

Monday, February 27, 2012

Via Julia: one corner

There's only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that's your own self.
-Aldous Huxley

photo info

Sunday, February 26, 2012

The Wheels of the World

When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race.
-H.G. Wells

Friday, February 24, 2012

Restless Fugitive

oh, willy mason. what a dreamboat. download this song for free here.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Xtreme Lawn Games

There was snow on the ground in Charlottesville earlier this week - which I totally support - but which also brought to mind some lawn games I'm crushing on :::

First up: Lawn Jenga

One of my roommates expressed a very legitimate concern about the safety of this game. I can't really speak to that. But I can speak to how awesome it seems. I think it might require a rubber mallet and possibly a ladder. Perhaps not having a ladder would be a built-in control/ safety precaution? Regardless, as someone with a pre-existing height handicap, I'm pro-ladder.

And now onto: Backyard Scrabble

Especially appealing to the far-sighted, backyard scrabble takes words with friends back where it should be: oversized, outside, and requiring you to do your own math. Supersized dictionary not included.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

get some air

I worry - really worry - about the kids I take care of at school falling out of trees, and breaking their arms. I don't let them run with sticks because I don't want them gouging out any eyeballs. Not even one.

I happily let them fall in puddles, and get hit in the face with soccer balls because it teaches them so much, [when to - ahem - duck; the importance of paying attention; why a good pair of boots is invaluable; how/why to stop a game and make sure your friend and/or classmate who drives you nuts isn't hurt] but I would never notinamillionyears let them hang out of a train like this.

But the girl in this photo looks like she knows how not to fall out of that train, and there are probably a world of things things that have prepared her for that. I don't think I'm too strict with the kids. I don't think I hover. But thank goodness they do things - at home, far away from me, and sometimes under my care - that push their limits. They're learning real risks and rewards while they're young and their bones (though probably not their eyeballs) mend quickly.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012


“In matters of truth and justice, there is no difference between large and small problems, for issues concerning the treatment of people are all the same.”
-Albert Einstein

Monday, February 20, 2012

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Ear Candy: Fun

oh, dang. worth clicking thru to youtube.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

for the thrill of it all

Are you feeling a lack of neon in your life? Has it been years since you teased your hair? Do you find yourself taking the synthesizer for granted? If you answered yes to at least two out of three of these questions, please call the Hall and Oates hotline: 719-266-2837

What was that number again?? 719-266-2837

But Paige, don't you have a history getting yourself on weird call lists?

I'm sorry. I'm not currently available to answer that question. Please direct all inquiries to: 719-266-2837

Is calling this phone number hard to handle? Like the flame that burns the candle? The candle feeds the flame?

Yes. Yes, it is. 719-266-2837

Friday, February 17, 2012

Happy Birthday, Ashley!

How old am I you ask of me? One year younger than I used to be :::::

and maybe one year closer to this :::

and still not very far from this :::

Hope it was a wonderful day! xoxoxo

Monday, February 13, 2012

ask me

Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
what I have done is my life. Others
have come in their slow way into
my thought, and some have tried to help
or to hurt: ask me what difference
their strongest love or hate has made.

I will listen to what you say.
You and I can turn and look
at the silent river and wait. We know
the current is there, hidden; and there
are comings and goings from miles away
that hold the stillness exactly before us.
What the river says, that is what I say.

- William Stafford

Friday, February 10, 2012