13 Mud Moon
1. Sometimes the waxing moon looks like a high heeled glass slipper with a missing heel, as it did this past weekend when I peered out of my window at midnight and wondered if Cinderella made it home in time.
2. Jayn and I named the moon for this month’s Museletter “Lucky Moon,” but we might just as well have called it Mud Moon.
3. My friend Miriam thinks I should send my recent Floyd Press story about Floyd’s Dance Free, in which her girlfriend Maria is pictured as the DJ, to the Ellen Show and suggest that Maria be a guest DJ. (The story will be posted this weekend).
4. My husband always thinks things are going to be easier than they actually are and I always think things are going to be harder.
5. I think my youngest son takes after me. When he was only about 8 years old he said this about himself and his brother: “Mom, Josh only hears what he wants to hear. I always hear what I don’t want to hear.”
6. When I’m searching to find the right blog to post and I’m feeling uninspired, I feel like a doctor with a hammer trying to get a reflex. When I finally get a kick I know I got one.
7. My husband came home from work yesterday and said, “I saw your 13.” “No,” I answered, “I didn’t post 13 today; that’s tomorrow.” “I meant that I saw the 13 you carved in the mud on the driveway,” he said.
8. He: It was much warmer today. Did you get any porch time? She: Yes, but it wasn’t warm enough to get undressed. I only get undressed for the very best days and the very best men (wink wink).
9. It’s not the groundhog who clues me in as to whether winter is staying or going. It’s the birds. Today I heard them sing.
10. How is it that when you say bad things about someone we call called slinging mud, but when you want to make a congratulatory toast to them you say, “Here’s mud in your eye?”
11. Here’s some more language funny business someone sent me in an email: Let’s face it – English is a strange language. There is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren’t invented in England or French fries in France, and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out and in which, an alarm goes off by going on.
12. HERE’S what I really like to do with mud.
13. I’d rather be a mud soaked Woodstock hippie any day than be HERE.
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March 1st, 2007 9:47 am
Heheheheh, very nice list. #5 and #8 made me chuckle though 🙂 Sounds like your son probably does take after you…. I’m in the middle of a nice and cold snow storm. I will be shoveling the driveway before too long! /Sigh
Thanks for stopping by my blog. You have a great Thursday.
March 1st, 2007 9:53 am
Yes, English is a strange language! Makes it hard to speak in a foreign language and try to translate idioms word for word. Just doesn’t work!
March 1st, 2007 10:16 am
I think your youngest son may be wiser than his years, and just learned how to cope in the workplace. 🙂
March 1st, 2007 10:19 am
The moon was so awesome yesterday afternoon at the beach.
I would love to have a sunroom to warm my toes.
March 1st, 2007 10:22 am
Yay, Ellen show! Do it, do it, do it!
Love the post on spoken word night, Colleen–aren’t we lucky to live in such a vibrant place?
March 1st, 2007 10:22 am
So it’s been a muddy week in your neck of the woods? 😉
Now you have me interested in “Passage Meditation”! I must read up on it.
Susan
March 1st, 2007 10:24 am
P.S. Is there a book or website that you can recommend on the practice of “Passage Meditation”?
Thanks,
Susan
March 1st, 2007 10:38 am
I love your wise men and wise guy reference. When I was a child, I once referred to the Three Wise Men at Christmas as the three wise guys. I didn’t live that down for years and years.
March 1st, 2007 10:41 am
re #4: I’m more like your husband in this respect 🙂
March 1st, 2007 10:53 am
Great thirteen! I didn’t realize your “porch vacations” were clothes-optional! Unfortunately, in addition to groundhogs and birds, mud is also a sign of spring. Try not to get stuck in the mud, or be a stick in the mud…
~susan
~patchwork reflections
~memories in a jar
March 1st, 2007 11:00 am
i’ve never understood ‘english’ muffins. we don’t seem to have them at all! they are a bit like a crumpet but less thick right?
*a bit like me! there’s a play on words!
i’d rather be anywhere than at a green day concert too.
but i do love mud 🙂
great 13! thanks.
March 1st, 2007 11:10 am
Lets see I have heard that the expression “Your name is Mud” refers to the doctor that showed up for Ab Lincoln? That doesn’t sound right. I will have to research. I think it is cute that he found your “13” in the mud from your picture!
March 1st, 2007 11:14 am
Here’s the link the the Blue Mountain Meditation Center http://www.easwaran.org/ that features Eknath Eswaran’s books and passage meditation technique. I’m on the run now to Cburg… trying not to be a stick in the mud.
March 1st, 2007 11:49 am
My husband told me yesterday he heard the birds very early in the morning…! Loved your nr. 11: I always wondered why the alarms go off when they go on! Love the Woodstock link! happy tt 🙂
March 1st, 2007 1:58 pm
Totally laughing at #4, same here. Love your 13’s!!
March 1st, 2007 3:50 pm
I am going to have to break down and try one of these Thursday Thirteens… you do such a good job with all the points coming together in a cohesive concept. Love the mud!
March 1st, 2007 3:55 pm
I love your randomness. I too am looking forward to spring. Here’s mud in your eye!
March 1st, 2007 4:43 pm
my husband and i are the opposite of your #4….. and i like the idea of sending the article in to ellen. that totally sounds like something she would do.
March 1st, 2007 6:16 pm
Great 13, as always.
YOU carved that 13 in the mud of your driveway? Very clever!
And I so agree on the English language…it’s a mish mosh.
March 1st, 2007 7:45 pm
Right now we are getting blasted with snow, then ice pellets, then rain and then back to snow all by tomorrow!
No porch for me!
We fatten up and slim down! We say grow up, but in actual fact we grow down…from the head first and on down as we get older.
March 1st, 2007 7:56 pm
This is such a creative and interesting list. I actually found myself wishing it was longer. #5 – what a wise son you have! #4 I can relate!
March 1st, 2007 10:13 pm
Aloha and Mahalo for your visit…in answer to your question, I’m a Reverend and live on Maui! Another Moon person are you? You might like another one of my blogs: Moonlight Becomes Me…it has quotes, moon photos and art, and other great links. Great to meet ya!
March 2nd, 2007 7:01 am
Loved the link to the mud fight – Oh to be a little younger so I could join in! Great 13.
March 2nd, 2007 10:17 am
This has to be the muddiest post I ever read!
Cool!
If mud is dirt plus water, what is clay besides Aiken?
March 2nd, 2007 10:19 am
Almost Forgot!
Michele sent me!
March 2nd, 2007 11:40 am
Here’s one to add to your language entry: We drive on a parkway but park in the driveway. 🙂 Thanks for visiting my TT!
March 2nd, 2007 12:36 pm
I learned last year that the Vultures bring spring to my home. I guess they’ve returned to clean up the things that the winter killed.
Thanks for visiting my TT and for all the TTs!
March 2nd, 2007 1:24 pm
I esp. relate to your doctor with a hammer simile… a great description of finding the day’s inspiration. 🙂
I love reading your 13’s. There’s such an easy flow to them.
~S
March 2nd, 2007 7:31 pm
I LOVE that you are still doing the TT’s…Cause I am always fascinated and interested in all of yours…
That wonderful language double-speak, sort of…How does anybody learn English??? It really is the most exasperating language, isn’t it? There are so very many exceptions to the rukes and double meanings of words…help, I say! (lol)
March 3rd, 2007 11:21 am
hooray for birds singing
and for mud
which is what we call concrete when it is wet ( unpoured)
I am designing and pouring decorative concrete floors
( for money) Isn’t life amazing?
I think I am ready for the Jim and Dan stories.
We still have some winter weeks here that are prime for reading.
March 10th, 2007 12:56 am
Colleen, we have to do something about the fact that Bloglines doesn’t pick up your new posts. I have read all the way down the page to see what I have missed all week. Sorry I haven’t been here!