Saturday, February 21, 2009 at 03:16PM wow... that's really all i can think of right now after watching the little video on gogirl's website. i have to say though, this could come in pretty handy on long road trips, in third world countries where the toilet is basically a hole in the floor, etc. could gogirl be the new travel necessity?!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009 at 11:40AM
admist my retail therapy this past sunday, something i hadn't done in a lond time, i found a book called, i love dirt!. it is a book describing 32 activities to get mom's and their kids outdoors and discover nature. granted i am not a mom yet, but i thought it could still offer me some fun ideas to help me meet my goal of getting outside more. the foreward of the book is written by richard louv, who is the author of last child in the woods, which has sparked a grassroots movement accross the nation to get kids out of the house. the foreward talks briefly about some of the statistics stated in his book about non-structured outdoor play for children and how this can significantly decrease some of the most prevelant problems kids face today: obesity, add, and depression.
he also mentions an organization that has become thoroughly involved in the movement called leave no child inside. i have often said that when i do have children, they will be outside every chance i can get them out, and that i'd rather have them covered head-to-toe in mud, than sitting in front of video games all day. i know these games have their draws from moms sometimes, being something to occupy their kids while they get thousands of chores done around the house, but i loved being outside as a kid and i want the same for my kids. one of my favorite activities growing up was going down to ashley cooper's creek and exploring for hours on end until we would finally hear her mom yelling at us to come in for dinner. in the summer time i spent my days at the swim club from 8am-4pm... thus the green glow coming off my hair in some pictures! i even remember getting in trouble in middle school for going puddle jumping with kari wichinski during our lunch break.
so, i have found my charitable organization i would love to become more involved in!! i will keep all of you posted with events for the cincinnati chapter of leave no child inside, and with my sure-to-come new adventures outdoors! what are some of yall's favorite outdoor memories as a kid? i would love to compile a list from as many people as possible and do something creative with it so send me your memories!!!
Sunday, February 8, 2009 at 09:11PM this past week has been one of soul searching... amidst the routine of life i seem to have lost sight of who i am as in individual (easily done in today's fast paced world). i am soon to become certified as a chef, and will then graduate in june. over the past two years my goals have been more focused on school and finding a job i enjoy. i thoroughly enjoy working at garnish catering, and school is soon to be a goal i will have accomplished. so the question is, what about the next five years? in true secret form, i'm going to put all of my goals in to statements as opposed to just possibilites...
1- i will live in the same house for at least two years
2- i will save the money i have spent from my savings since starting school
3- i will take one big trip abroad each year
4- open a cupcake shop
5- get outside at least three days a week
6- i will become more involved in charity work again
7- i will write in my journal at least five days a week
8- i will take alfie for a walk everyday, rain or shine
9- i will have my photography published
10- i will read a book a month
i'll keep ya'll posted on how and when i will accomplish them all! wish me luck!!
Tuesday, February 3, 2009 at 10:07AM
february 2, 1959... the music died. this year is the 50th anniversary of the fated plane crash that killed buddy holly, the big bopper, and richie valens.
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, theyd be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver
With every paper Id deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldnt take one more step.
I cant remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.
So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
Singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.
Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that youre in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.
I started singin,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.
Now for ten years weve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin stone,
But thats not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,
Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.
We were singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.
Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.
Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devils only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satans spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where Id heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldnt play.
And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.
And they were singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
Singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.
They were singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
Singin, thisll be the day that I die.
-don mclean
Thursday, January 29, 2009 at 08:48PM today my dog alfie is two years old!! i can not believe he is already a teenager! :)
