I always have to sit between a fat lady and a soldier on the plane
Next time I go to San Fransisco I'm gonna ride a train
My seat back's busted and the overhead lamp it ain't working no more
The fat lady got nothing to say and the soldier just talks about the war
Lord lord lord you know I just ain't got nothing to do
But fly fly fly

I always get the hostess with the ratted hair never get the sweet tender loin
Beef stroganoff lying on the plate they've been saving ever since Demoine
Talking to a priest thinks he's going to Acapulco, never could explain
Next time I go to San Fransisco I'm gonna ride a train
Lord lord lord you know I just ain't got nothing to do
but fly fly fly

Blessed are the dumb cuz they ain't got nothing to lose
We just fly fly fly

--brewer and shipley


I was angry earlier, but luckily didn't do anything. I was drunk last night- I did alot then. haha I wrote on a ton of peoples walls, it seemed like all of a sudden I had a million things to say to a million people.

conversation I had with danny:

me: "geez dan, you know what they say about people who'd rather be grammatically correct than fun...."
dan: "yeah well I'd rather be grammatically correct than correct."

god i love this kid. Sometimes I look at these sibs I got and think I struck it rich. Josh and I are gonna have lots of time to ourselves this week now that dan is road trippin it up to maine and I'm babysitting. Already we've had a bilingual lunch. heh. and jim is always great fun.

yeah i must say, im feeling pretty spoiled these days.

Also, I'm listening to Tarkio Road by Brewer and Shipley which might be my favorite album ever, and if you've never heard it you should run out and track it down immediately because it is pure golden summer sunshine. yep. it is.

The summer before highschool my best friend and I had a huge falling out over a boy. It was really sad and I thought to myself, well that's something that happens when you are young and don't know better than to let it happen. But now with maggie, its just sad. And everything she says just makes it worse. I always just assumed it was particular to girls, but now I realize that was wrong- when you meet someone who fits so well with you, you let them in past some other people that you've known longer because this new person already seems to understand you better. This was the case with maggie. Honestly, it sucks. Part of me wants to just walk away and count my blessings that I didn't count on her for something huge and then have this happen, but another part of me feels like this sort of things shouldn't happen to grown people. Shouldnt there be some perks to being grown? Like to have friends who know how to be your friend even when things are strained? I'm in the frame of mind now that says just let it go and move on. She doesn't seem to miss you as much as you miss her, she says quite frankly that she has all the friends she needs. But I guess when you start to care about someone, it takes a while for that to stop hurting. I know now when I see beth I don't feel angry, not by a long shot. I feel happy to see her, so maybe it'll turn out that way with maggie too. Not friends but not strangers. At this point, maybe that is all I can hope for.

Per Te

E' per te che sono verdi gli alberi e rosa i fiocchi in maternita
E' per te che il sole brucia a luglio
E' per te tutta questa citt
E' per te che sono bianchi i muri, che la colomba vola
E' per te il tredici dicembre
E' per te la campanella a scuola
E' per te ogni cosa che c'
NINNA NANNA NINNAE
E' per te ogni cosa che c'
NINNA NANNA NINNAE
E' per te che a volte piove a giugno
E' per te il soriso degli umani
E' per te un'aranciata fresca
E' per te lo scodinzolo dei cani
E' per te il colore delle foglie, la forma strana delle nuvole
E' per te il succo delle mele
E' per te il rosso delle fragole
E' per te ogni cosa che c'
NINNA NANNA NINNAE
E' per te ogni cosa che c'
NINNA NANNA NINNAE
E' per te il profumo delle stelle
E' per te il miele e la farina
E' per te il sabato nel centro, le otto di mattina
E' per te la voce dei cantanti, la penna dei poeti
E' per te una maglietta a righe
E' per te la chiave dei segreti
E' per te ogni cosa che c'
NINNA NANNA NINNAE
E' per te ogni cosa che c'
NINNA NANNA NINNAE
E' per te il dubbio, la certezza, la forza, la dolcezza
E' per te che il mare sa di sale
E' per te la notte die natale
E' per te ogni cosa che c'
NINNA NANNA NINNAEE' per te ogni cosa che c'
NINNA NANNA NINNAE

--jovanotti

Questa e il mio problema. Non ho basta attivite per i miei giorni. Anche, io non ho molto pazienza. Io sono una donna senza una communita reale. E il mio italiano non e molto buono. Ogni giorno io dimentico piu e piu della lingua italiana. sigh.... Ieri sera, ho pensato d'amore, d'amore dell passato e della futura. E possibile per me, allora a trovare amore di nuovo? Probabilmente no. Ma quando io penso di lui, io ho un soriso. Questa e buono, si? Il altro lui, heh, quando io penso di questo lui, io sono contento, molto contento, ma lui vuole piu, tanto di posso dare. Sebbene, io ho odio per lei. Questa donna, molto piu giovane. Heh, non e corretto, non ho odio, ma non mi piace. Ma. Questa e la vita.

E ieri, al picnic quando lui ha detto "siamo mobilitiamo?" e poi dame il primo bacio, a questo momento, sotto la luna nell parco- e perfetto. Dopo un giorno e una sera di parlando, e sorridendo, e ridendo................. Ma, in avanti, lui me ha chiesto "Che pensi tu?" Io rispondo, "niente, niente, ma questa terra e molto firma, troppo firma per la mia testa". Lui me ha offerto il suo mano, sotto la mia testa. Mentre lui teneva la mia testa nel suo mano lui ha cominciato a parlare della luna grande, pieno, e arancio. Eventualmente lui ha tornato a me, e ha chiesto se io voglio ad uscire. "Siamo mobilitiamo?" E il resto, e la storia.

Io non posso contare tutti dei morsici, ma loro sono un promemoria per la sera nel parco, il giorno del picnic, con il mio compagno affascinante di picnic.


momenti e cosi per ricordare............

un ora in retardo
una camicia sporca
camicia cambia
i divani a fuori
fare la sua bicicletta
pensa che la mia bicicletta e molto bella
andiamo in le biciclette al parco
caminando attraverso il parco
scegliendo un posto per il picnic: centrocampo
la morta della cicala
la marmotta e il coniglio
parlando con il cervo
fare volutamente i panini
la discuzione del "pranzo"
i gioci per i mani
il gioco della piramide di moneta
il gioco della mosca nel bicchiere
la conversazione dei numeri
7x3=21
5280
"camina la riga"
la scena con il veleno nella "Sposa Principessa"
"che pensi tu?"
il cielo
i viaggi di gulliver
Arachne e la colomba
i mani e scalando il albero
il attacco del' orso/ il attacco delle ape
non uccidere i insetti

e finalmente....la foglia caduta

Jolly Holiday

Ain't it a glorious day?
Right as a mornin' in May
I feel like I could fly
'Ave you ever seen
The grass so green?
Or a bluer sky?

Oh, it's a jolly holiday
With Mary
Mary makes your 'eart so light
When the day is gray
And ordinary
Mary makes the sun shine bright!

Oh 'appiness is bloomin'
All around 'er
The daffoldils are smilin'
At the dove
When Mary 'olds your 'and
You feel so grand
Your 'eart starts beatin'
Like a big brass band

Oh, it's a jolly holiday with Mary
No wonder that it's Mary that we love!

Now then what'd be nice
We'll start with raspberry ice
And then some cakes and tea
Order what you will
There'll be no bill
It's complimentary

Oh, it's a jolly holiday
With you, Bert
Gentlemen like you are few
Though your just a diamond
In the rough, Bert
Underneath your blood is blue!
You'd never think of pressing
Your advantage
Forbearance is the hallmark
Of your creed
A lady needn't fear
When you are near
Your sweet gentility is crystal clear!

Oh, it's a jolly holiday with you, Bert
A jolly, jolly holiday with you!

-mary poppins

SO. so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so SO.

=-)

I had an absolutely wonderful day. It started out a little crazy but turned into a wonderful time. Picnics are delightful and my picnic partner and I .... oh I'm a silly girl. So I don't know how long most picnics last, but I'd say mine was at least 7 hours long. Which I'd like to think at least deserves an honorable mention in the record annals of picnicing.

We had turkey sandwiches which I made, and we had melon and iced tea. We talked about which numbers we liked and which computations appealed to us. We talked about little kids, and all the many reasons I'd ever been in the park before. We talked about birds falling out of the sky and super powers, and gulliver's travels. We talked about my small hands and how many tennis balls I can hold at a time, and he climbed a tree to show me how awesomely handy his hands are too--- and to show off I think (truth is I egged him on. guys feel the pressure to deliver in those kinds of situations)

So I am exhausted and going to bed, but I wanted to have a record of my first picnic ever.

picnics are great. more to come later