Monday, April 21, 2008

Eavesdropping

Aunt Rosie: Devon, how do you want your spaghetti?
Devon: Naked

On my return flight to Norfolk, the man behind me talked the entire flight. At first I was annoyed, but soon my annoyance turned to laughter as I truly listened to what he said. At one time I grabbed a piece of paper to write it down.

Man: My wife says I have man-love for Marky Marky.

Man: I think she was in a fire. She had no hair and wore a wig.

Man: It was like guarding lightning. (referring to a pickup basketball game during his college years)

Ideas for writing just seem to sprout up at anytime, anywhere.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Life's Treasures

Since Tuesday night, I've been visiting Paula and my nephew Landon. Spending time here has opened my eyes to even more amazing wonders placed here by God.

1. Nothing compares to the smell of a newborn and holding them tight as you lull them to sleep.
2. Watching Landon sleep: such peace. Sporadic smiles emerge; sometimes one eye opens slightly (maybe just to check if he's missing anything); other times his eyes are open for seconds and then he is out again.
3. Taking walks with Bella, Landon, and Paula in the suprisingly warm Michigan weather.
4. Taking 4 mile hike with Mallory and Bella on trails I never knew existed.
5. Funfetti Cake - so yummy in my tummy and it envelopes the kitchen in a sweet scent of homemade yumminess.
6. Thankful to be able to cook homemade meals for Paula and Mallory
7. Grateful for my husband and our home in Virginia.
8. Grateful for organization and cleanliness
9. Thank goodness for Lysol Kitchen Disinfectant
10. Gel pillows to rest my weary head
11. Grateful for Laughter (watching The Office with Mallory) and playing with Landon

Saturday, April 12, 2008

A Tiny Clone


Everything about Landon reminds me of his mother (my sister Paula). I'll have to go through the photo albums and see if I can scan an image of her at this age. His little button nose, mouth, eyes, everything is a clone of Paula.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Blast from the Past

If you want a blast from the past, check out DarkCopy. I felt like Doogie Howser, M.D. typing his nightly journal entry.

Stranger than Fiction

set your timer: Writer about an example of wishes coming true in your life that no one would believe if it were in a short story or a novel. Or write about something that happened taht was just too strange, that you yourself would have a hard time believing, if it hadn't happened to you. (from Pen on Fire)

"I'm leaving for Taiwan in the morning," James said he walked into the kitchen. He never knew how Julia would take the news of his business trip. Sometimes she would cry for days before he left and other times she seemed to handle it.

"What?" Julia questioned. "Why tomorrow? Can't it wait?

"No. I wish it could, but my boss needs me there tomorrow for a meeting with all the managers."

From the tone in his voice, Julia knew she couldn't talk him out of this trip. She never actually talked him out of a trip, but she sure did try. Can't they send someone else? I hate it when you leave me all alone? Do you know I cry myself to sleep when you are oversees?

Dinner was silent except for the occassional whimpers coming from Julia. She tried to contain herself, but she always became upset when James left. Even more disturbing, was this sinking feeling that something else wasn't right. After dinner, she went up to bed to cry.

James left alone to cry. Usually when her tears dried, she was back to her usual routine, but after two hours, Julia was still crying. When he went upstairs, he found her snuggling her pink baby blanket from her childhood. This was always a bad sign. The baby blanket remained in the wicker chest at the foot of the bed unless Julia was sleeping alone when James was away or when she upset. Her face was splotchy from crying and used kleenex scattered the comforter and floor.

"Please, don't go," Julia sobbed. "I know I'm a mess and making this hard, but something doesn't feel right about this trip. Something is going to go terribly wrong, and I can't live without you. Please, call your boss. Tell him you can't go. Please, James, please."

"Julia, I can't. I wish I could," James said as he gathered his wife in his arms. She continued to cry holding on tight until she had nothing left and fell asleep.

At 12:47 a.m., the phone rang. James gently shook his wife awake to let her know his trip was cancelled.

When I was in middle school, my dad had to go on a business trip. I cried and cried because I had the sinking feeling that something was going to go terribly wrong just like Julia. I cried and cried wrapped in my pink baby blanket. I remember praying to God over and over again to keep my dad safe and to cancel the trip. I cried myself to sleep that night and was awakened by my dad somewhere near 1:00 a.m. when my dad told me his trip was canceled.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Netflix Rentals

The Jane Austen Book Club - I really don't know what made me decide to add this movie to our queue because it took me three times to read Pride and Prejudice. The plot revolves around six members of a book club. Basically, their lives start to resemble different novels written by Jane Austen. My favorite part was when they actually meet for their book club. Maybe it is the English teacher in me, but I just loved listening to their different perspectives about the same novel. In the end, I decided to read some more Jane Austen.

Into the Wild - This movie is a true story about a young man who gives up everything to lead a solitary life trekking through the Alaskan wilderness. I won't give anything else away about the plot, but this is one movie that you won't forget. I'm still thinking about what that young man learned on his journey. Happiness is best when shared.

Landon James Shemanski

I'd like to introduce you to my nephew, Landon James Shemanski. He was born on April 1, 2008 at 6:59 p.m. He weighed 7 lbs. 1 oz. and was 19 1/2 inches long. My sister, Paula, is now home and adjusting to life with a newborn. I keep going to the internet to look if she posted new pictures. It is times like this I wish I was a little closer to Michigan.