Sweet Christ, Cool Yer Jets

I really think that Anne Emond gets me.

Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy of Company B

Maia's Secrets to a Long Life

Found via Simple Lovely

Score!

I scored heavily recently at the thrift store. A straw hat for gardening, a nice wool blanket, leather sandals from Brazil, a beautifully embroidered blouse. Is it African? I'm not sure. Best of all is the pretty sheepskin from Argentina. I've been very tempted to buy a new one on Etsy this week and then of course I find this beauty for a steal! I love that magic of thrift stores.

Night in the City

KCDC classes I attended this week: Poetry on the Metro class with DC Slam Poet Jonathan B. Tucker. And Freelance Journalism class with Salon.com columnist, Jordan Michael Smith.

Making Salted Fudge Brownies.

Since The Body Shop discontinued their lovely and cheap sandalwood oil, I've been casting around for a new perfume. And I think I've found it.  L'air de Rien evokes "the nostalgia of dusty libraries and old books, with notes of oak moss, neroli, amber and vanilla." 

Going out to a honky tonk and a contra dance tonight in DC. This song goes perfectly with a warm spring night out in the city.

Springtime Revolution

Hi y'all. Been a busy week with making pinatas and pies. Celebrating my birthday with homemade bread and stew, breaking mirrors (and paradigms) and dancing all night to shake off my twenty fourth year to make way for my twenty fifth. I've had an early spring picnic and bought some pretty new shoes. My new year is off to a good start.

It's a Wonderful Day for Pie

Real

“What is REAL?" asked the Velveteen Rabbit one day... "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?" 

"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When [someone] loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real." 

"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit. 

"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt." 

"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?" 

"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. 

"Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand... once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always.” 
― Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit or How Toys Become Real

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