Thursday, March 26, 2015

On Birthdays

Mine is coming up.  I always feel bittersweet about my birthday.  I love celebrating birthdays but for whatever reason, there is an inevitable melancholy that follows me when it gets closer.  It seems that no matter what is happening in my world, I can't shake that.  This year, I am just recognizing that the birthday sweet comes with the birthday bitter and c'est la vie.

Today is a birthday.  Today my furry companion, Nikolas James Pumpkinhead, was born 17 years ago.  He was one in a litter of 6 born on our 32 acre farm in Western NY.  He followed me all over the country and then last September he left our world for his own journey.

This birthday is also bittersweet.  Damn, I loved that cat.  Damn, I miss him a whole lot.

Happy birthday Nikolas James Pumpkinhead.  Tell someone up there we need some freakin' spring up in here.


Saturday, March 21, 2015

Holy Dance Moves Batman!

This is THE cave, in LA, where they filmed
Batman driving out of his Bat Cave.
A little bit of a quiet Saturday here.  In between our Netflix movie marathon/March Madness
marathon, we flipped through the tv stations and landed on an old episode of Batman at the exact moment that THIS scene happened.

Dance magic.  I had no idea Batman had these moves.  Start the video at 50 seconds in.

You are welcome.


Monday, March 16, 2015

March Madness! Basketball Books

Yesterday was Selection Sunday (can't believe how that is now a part of my life) which means we are jumping straight into a month of amazing basketball games.  This year, in the book world, there were two award winning books that featured basketball.  One for older kids, one for younger.  I really loved them both.  These would be great selections for the little baller in your life or if you like really quality writing.

H.o.r.s.e A game of basketball and imagination

H.o.r.s.e, a game of basketball and imagination, written and illustrated by Christopher Myers won an award for best audio book.  A quick glance at the first few pages tells you that this story is just begging to be read aloud. It starts off as an innocent game of h.o.r.s.e, the basketball game in which the players have to match shot for shot.  Two young gentlemen find their way to the basketball court and start a game.  Pretty soon, the shit talking, pardon my french, amps up and the shots called get a little carried away.


Want to play?
Each player claims he will make one outrageous shot after another.  We're not talking over the shoulder, eyes closed, standing on one foot.  We're talking leaping over buildings, rebounding off planets, even Neil deGrasse Tyson gets involved a bit. I couldn't stop giggling as the two main characters try to one up each other.  And the art work?  Man, Christopher Myers has it going on. I loved the collage, mixed media, and the use of fonts and text to compliment the ridiculous feats of basketballing (I made that word up).



NDGT pondering the new "basketball-shaped comet"

Friday, March 13, 2015

No Posts

Life.  It sneaks up on you, grabs hold, and tries to keep you under water way longer than you feel comfortable.  That's been my last week.  In my many years as a human I am starting to figure out what my priorities are and because of this, my week under water has meant that this blog was neglected a bit.  I promise you I have been filling that time with reading some life savers and although they are finished and shelved, I will catch up with blogging soon...ish.

I read this interesting article tonight, which just kinda fell into my lap.  It took me a few years to shift my perspective and whole heartedly live by this philosophy.  Mostly, it was my time in California and my resolution, upon returning to the work east coast, to be kind to myself that did the trick.

I hope you all are well.  I hope you all are reading.  Good literature, trashy magazines, whatever it takes to get the job done.

Here's a little glimpse into my silver linings:

Had a "bed head" date with my grandbaby Persephone

Our school librarian left.
Our library fell apart.
A coworker and I have been putting it back together.

Portrait of Ms. H by Anastasia
I love when I get to spend time with 5 year olds

Love this quote from the book I'm reading
"Fish in a Tree" by Lynda Mullaly Hunt