Just a few quick notes with a promise for a BIG blog on November 1 to kick off NaBloPoMo this year. There's something really big that I can't wait to share with you after November 1, but for now, it's shhhhhhh.
I have now gone from my regular chaotic state of being into super-hyper-overdrive. I must find a job. This week. Or next. Period.
It was good to see Ms. Babble last weekend -- she seemed different. Enlightened. That was definitely the highlight of my week.
I'll oddly be missing out on shlepping the kiddos around for trick-or-treating, because of the super-top-secret event that I'm participating in on Saturday. I promise to blog it up afterward. I love Halloween. The Nurse has got all of the shlepping responsibilities covered this year, so how will I celebrate? Maybe I'll just pilfer the good candy from the bowls when I get home...
After dealing with a host of assholes this week, I feel the need to post the advice my dad gave me when I was 12 as a personal motto: Illigitimati non carborundum est.
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- Anima Sola
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- Anima Sola isn't fond of labels. She is, however, fond of embracing her many paradoxes, and walking the fine lines between religion and politics, with an eye turned toward postmodern religion, feminist theology, and challenging patriarchy from inside the Roman Catholic Church.
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There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love
anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken.
If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart
to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies
and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the
casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark,
motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will
become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to
tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only
place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the
dangers and perturbations of love is Hell."
~From the book The Four Loves by C.S.Lewis
anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken.
If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart
to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies
and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the
casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket — safe, dark,
motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will
become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to
tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only
place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the
dangers and perturbations of love is Hell."
~From the book The Four Loves by C.S.Lewis
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3 comments:
I really hope you blog more in November! And it was so great to hang with you and "The Nurse" last weekend. Seriously. We have such great energy with each other... I cherish it.
Happy Halloween!
P.S. Does your super secret squirrel secret have anything to do with my comment to one of your previous posts? (I'm dying to know)
@ms. missive:
nope....it's yet another secret. So secret, that I could tell you...but then I'd have to kill you. But I'll be blogging about it AFTER Nov.1.
The only juicy tidbit that I'll share is that it will involve me singing. In public. A super super rare event that I'll probably need a Xanax to get through....
ohhhhhhh!!!! Now you've REALLY got my interest piqued!
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