Feb 4, 2013

Things Forgotten

  • I was mall walking with Miss Priss the other day (witching hour, been pouring all day, had to get out of the house), and passed by Things Remembered.  One of their Valentine's Day- themed window decorations was a heart with a arrow through it that said "Words are Sexy".  Hmmm.  That's a different way to sell engraved silver-plate, but whatever makes you happy.

  • Thank all of you so much for all the birthday wishes for Miss Priss- it was such a sweet, simple celebration of our girl.  I am just thrilled to be spending so much time with my funny little girl.
  • Looking at those pictures makes me realize how much I need to (re)fix my teeth.  My orthodontist (also known as Abby's dad), mentions Invisalign every time he sees me.  I think my college failure to wear my retainer is a a personal affront.  I think if he had an adult office, I would be more inclined to do it, without having to relieve the horrors of monthly brace tightening all through middle school, scrawny and self-conscious.  Shudder.  Maybe my gaps add character to my smile?  Maybe perfect teeth are nouveau?  
  • Have y'all heard the new(ish) Van Morrison song, "Open the Door To Your Heart"?  It is typical Van (which is in no way a bad thing), but makes me feel like a quirky, British, rom-com heroine ala Bridget Jones about to have my big fall in love scene.  It's snowing big fluffy flakes, obviously, in this scenario.

  • It's amazing how songs can conjure such strong memories.  Stuck in grinding traffic on the way home from an excruciatingly tedious all-day employment law seminar today, I heard Janis Joplin's version of "Me and Bobby McGee".  I was instantly transported back to fifteen, crammed into the backseat of a car, with feet and cigarettes and arms all hanging out the windows, skipping school on a hot day  to hit the quarry for some cliff jumping in clear cold water,  hollering "La, da la da la da, hey, hey, hey Bobby McGee!" as loud as I could sing from the back seat, flushed with freedom and thrilled with life.

  • Dell Harper, you are not allowed to do any of the things described in the previous paragraph.  Not even listening to Janis.  It's a gateway to female rebellion.


  1. Happy belated birthday to your sweet Dell Harper!!!

  2. Love this post! Happy belated birthday Dell Harper! Christopher can't wait to meet you XO

  3. Love this post! Happy belated birthday Dell Harper! Christopher can't wait to meet you XO

  4. Geez, could DH be any cuter? Love those photos. And oh, Bobby McGee. That brings back memories of a drunken night in Munich, Germany, singing that song at the Hoffbrau Haus after at least 95 beers with a bunch of Georgia frat boys. God I miss being young and stupid sometimes. :)


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