“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” -Rumi

“When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them.” -Rumi

We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people. — “Letter from Birmingham Jail,” April 16, 1963

Respect your haters. They are the ones who think you are better than them. -Unknown

You don’t understand, no-one does. When a woman makes the choice to marry, to have children; in one way her life begins but in another way it stops. You build a life of details. You become a mother, a wife and you stop and stay steady so that your children can move. And when they leave they take your life of details with them. And then you’re expected move again only you don’t remember what moves you because no-one has asked in so long. Not even yourself. You never in your life think that love like this can happen to you. -Francesca, Bridges of Madison County

“Motherfuckin’ tittysuckin’ two-balled bitch!” -Agent Zoil – Paul

Better late than never…right?

14 December, 2005 /

This week…seeing that we are nearing the ‘holiday’ season.
I found out that some of my readers don’t do Christmas. When I was little and I was told that a kid didn’t celebrate Christmas…I cried for them.
I tried one year to give Louisa Newcomb a present because I didn’t want her to not have anything to open on Christmas morning and she wouldn’t except it. I tried to convince her that she could hide it and her parents wouldn’t have to know.
She explained to me that she just didn’t believe in Christmas and that to open that present on that day wouldn’t mean anything to her.

I cried for her and never understood why her parents could be so mean as to take Santa away!

I now understand…but I still want to give presents to those who don’t celebrate. I’m not sure if I am just a moron or I was shaken too much as a child.

This week…so everyone will play:

Something RED

Something GREEN

Something that you decorate.

Next week, I’m going all Holiday…so don’t give us TOO much!!