Cabo here I come!

Two days to go. And just in time. Today I had a kid ask me if I was wearing a bathrobe. It was a wrap cardigan, in case you were wondering. Another told me I shouldn't dye my hair because my eyebrows don't match. A little part of me almost explained that the low lights tie the whole look together, and besides my constantly changing hair is a form of artistic expression. But I didn't. Finally there was, "Oh, I hate this book. I'm going back to my classroom."

The best part about children is their honesty. I need a week in Mexico to appreciate that again.

I heart award season, pt. 2

So, of course, I'm jumping up and down again for Slumdog!




But overall, last night's Oscars were excellent. Sean Penn's surprise win for Best Actor along with Heath Ledger's win for Best Supporting Actor were quite beautiful in their significance and ironic connection.


Intentionally or not, the Academy awarded two actors who bravely brought to life gay characters in a time of historic battles for equal rights in this country. Sean Penn's surprise win for Best Actor in Milk has come only a few years after Heath Ledger and his fellow cast mates boldly brought a gay love story to mainstream America with Brokeback Mountain. While in 2005 the Academy, and the American public at large, reluctantly admitted their appreciation for this film and the actors who brought it to life, Heath was not nominated, and ultimately the film itself was not awarded any of the big ticket statues. After his untimely death, I feel Heath was recognized last night for his role as the Joker, but also his previous Oscar worthy work that will no doubt be seen as groundbreaking for years to come.


Progress. You've gotta love the arts!

Lilly Sees Colorado

Hi, I'm Lilly. I finally got to visit my aunt and uncle in Colorado. I understand my Aunt Christie has been making a fuss over my visit. It was cool. Busy but cool. I got to see the Rocky Mountains, my beagle cousins, and my dad try to pet a goose. It was a good time. Take a look...

So, I spend a lot of time in my car seat. It kinda sucks, but I really enjoyed Uncle Kris' Audi. He's got good taste.

You've got good taste.

Did I mention I liked the Audi. Yeeeah. Definitely pimp.

Here's me and Dad stepping out into the clear mountain sunshine of Frisco main street. Cute little mountain town. But not as cute as this coat. Admit it, you wish you could pull this off.

The next day we went to Wash Park. It's chilly in February in Denver. But I travel well prepared.

Yeeeeah. Piiiimp.



Photo op with Mom.




And Dad. He's got a little Captain in him.





And Goose Whisperer as well...

I'm exhausted still.

So that's about it. Nice to finally meet you all. I'm sure I'll see you again soon. Aunt Christie can't resist my pimped out style. Later peeps.

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5 days and counting...

Sound Advice

One of my friends forwarded me her horoscope on Friday, partly because we are both big believers in astrology, and partly because it was unbelievably poignant for her at that moment.


Today you need to put the past behind you. Accept what it was and try to learn from it. There is no way to change it, so you need to settle in and be comfortable with it. What you did (or didn't do) will fade as time progresses, so you need to look ahead and focus on the future. Your patience is strong and it will get you through the rough parts. The people who love you will offer you great distractions too, so meet up with your friends. Remind yourself of all the bright things ahead.

I'm posting it because I think it is a great perspective on any one's life at any time. If you are like me, you have a few nagging regrets or guilty feelings about a variety of things great and small. Oh, how we love to torture ourselves! I should have done this. I need to do that. We just can't help it. Because, as many an Okie will tell you (I'm one by the way, in case you were unclear), worrying is like a rocking chair; it doesn't get you anywhere, but it gives you something to do.

So, let go! I know this horoscope rang true with you on some level. You can admit it. Let go! Get off the rocking chair, peeps and choose to enjoy your day instead! And since I am helping you out in the mental health department, do me a favor and help me out with a picture book idea. C'mon! Just one. It's all I need.

Got ideas?

"The best way to have a good idea is to have lots of ideas." -Linus Pauling

Have you ever had a project of some kind that you worked so hard on and put so much time into, that once it was finished you wondered, what was I doing before...?

I'm there.

That project, being the application for Vermont College, was sent. I was giddy for days. Friends wrote me wishes of congrats. I toasted a drink this weekend: To the application! You'd think I was already accepted. Well, you'll be the first to know in 4-6 weeks. Until then, we'll chill and pretend to not be counting the 28-42 days as they tick by on the calendar. And wonder, what was I doing before?

It's time to start a new writing project. Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Hmmm...

I got nothing.

Didn't I just send in an application for writing? Because I'm dying to live the life of a writer?! I had this thought today as I was wondering around my house: OMG, what am I going to write about when I officially become a writer?

I'll think of something, right?

Maybe it's a dry spell. Maybe it's that weird uninspiring time span between the holidays and spring that seems to be a monotonous repeat of cold weather, and the feeling of, what was I doing before...? Maybe I have been so focused on finishing one project- editing, revising, debating over punctuation and the impact of adding or removing one tiny little word- that now, my unbridled freedom, the blank canvas of "a new idea" is paralyzing...? Maybe.

I'll keep you posted.

Check's in the mail

I did it.

I sent in my application to Vermont College.

And now I wait.