Saturday, August 12, 2006

Being Grateful



This week I am grateful for;

  • My bottle of maximum strength Pamprin.
  • Chocolate, in any form.
  • The locks on my office, bedroom and bathroom doors that kept me from biting everyone's heads off.
  • My doctor, for calling me back and squeezing me in at the last minute.
  • My favorite neighbor, Pharmacist Mike who called me at midnight to let me know that the gate on the side of my house was open.
  • For the young man who helped me pick up a stack of magazines that accidentally fell over in line at the grocery store.
  • For Twin A and Twin B for helping me clean up the five pound bag of sugar that slipped out of my hands and spilled onto the kitchen floor.
  • Did I mention my bottle of maximum strength Pamprin?
  • Having a bowl of fresh fruit and a bottle of water for lunch everyday this week.
  • Being told first thing in the morning that I am beautiful.
  • TFLS, for her support, inspiration and friendship. She constantly challenges me to go further and delve deeper into our common interests. Also, her archives (extensive) about different teas helped in the making of a birthday gift basket for a co worker. Thank you TFLS!

What are you grateful for?


N Posted by Rain at 8/12/2006 12:21:00 AM

Friday, August 11, 2006

Uncool Once Again



Remember last month when I was told that I was the coolest mom ever? See here and here.

Well, it seems that I have been demoted and now I am the "So not cool," mom and the "You never let me do anything" mom.

The reason? I will not allow my sixteen year old son go to a party on Saturday night that is also a sleepover for both guys and girls, will be held in a rental hall and has a fully stocked bar inside. Oh and did I forget to mention that there will be three adult escorts for the twenty teenagers that have been invited.

I think this particular mom has finally and competely gone over the edge. WTF is she thinking?

I don't care if it is the party of the year, Rainman is not going and if that makes me "uncool" then so be it. =0)


N Posted by Rain at 8/11/2006 12:10:00 AM

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

School Starting Already?



Rainman's first day as a Senior in High School starts today at 8:15 in the morning!

Where may I ask, did the summer go?


N Posted by Rain at 8/09/2006 12:37:00 AM

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Arts and Madness Series Poets/Painters



Dante Gabriel Rossetti, was a English poet and painter; son of Gabriele Rossetti and brother of Christina Rossetti. He was one of the founders of the Pre-Raphaelites. In 1848 he became acquainted with W. Holman Hunt and John Everett Millais and with them formed the brotherhood of Pre-Raphaelites. In an effort to spread their ideas the group published in 1850 a short-lived magazine, the Germ, edited by Rossetti's brother William Michael Rossetti . In 1851, John Ruskin championed the Pre-Raphaelites, and shortly thereafter made an arrangement with Rossetti to buy all of Rossetti's paintings that pleased him; thus, Rossetti became financially solvent.

In 1860 he married his model Elizabeth Siddal, a former milliner's assistant whom he loved and had been more or less engaged to for nearly 10 years. Melancholic and tubercular, she took an overdose of laudanum and died in 1862. Rossetti, in a fit of guilt and grief, buried with her a manuscript containing a number of his poems. Some years later he permitted her body to be exhumed and the poems recovered. The first edition of his collected works appeared in 1870.

The last years of his life were marked by an increasingly morbid state of mind (he became addicted to alcohol and chloral), and for a time he was considered insane. Although he began his career as a painter, Rossetti's lasting reputation rests upon his poetry. He was a master of the sonnet form, and his sonnet sequence “The House of Life” is one of his finest works. His other notable works include the ballad “Sister Helen” and the dramatic monologues “Jenny” and “A Last Confession.” His translations from the Italian appeared as Dante and His Circle (1861).




Astrte Syrica, 1877
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Material: oil on canvas

"Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity."~Dante Gabriel Rossetti

"Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies? Nay, who but infants question in such wise, 'twas one of my most intimate enemies."~Dante Gabriel Rossetti


Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Venus Vericordia
Date: 1864 - 1868
Materials: oil on canvas


The House of Life: 71. The Choice, I
by Dante Gabriel Rossetti


Eat thou and drink; to-morrow thou shalt die.
Surely the earth, that's wise being very old,
Needs not our help. Then loose me, love, and hold
Thy sultry hair up from my face; that I
May pour for thee this golden wine, brim-high,
Till round the glass thy fingers glow like gold.
We'll drown all hours: thy song, while hours are toll'd,
Shall leap, as fountains veil the changing sky.
Now kiss, and think that there are really those,
My own high-bosom'd beauty, who increase
Vain gold, vain lore, and yet might choose our way!
Through many years they toil; then on a day
They die not,—for their life was death,—but cease


Dante's Dream
Artist: Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 - 1882)
Materials: oil on canvas



The House of Life: 72. The Choice, II
by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Watch thou and fear; to-morrow thou shalt die.
Or art thou sure thou shalt have time for death?
Is not the day which God's word promiseth
To come man knows not when? In yonder sky
Now while we speak, the sun speeds forth: can I
Or thou assure him of his goal? God's breath
Even at this moment haply quickeneth
The air to a flame; till spirits, always nigh
Though screen'd and hid, shall walk the daylight here.
And dost thou prate of all that man shall do?
Canst thou, who hast but plagues, presume to be
Glad in his gladness that comes after thee?
Will his strength slay thy worm in Hell? Go to:
Cover thy countenance, and watch, and fear.


Study of a Pallbearer for 'Dante's Dream'
Artist: Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 - 1882)
Materials: chalk


The House of Life: 73. The Choice, III
by Dante Gabriel Rossetti


Think thou and act; to-morrow thou shalt die
Outstretch'd in the sun's warmth upon the shore,
Thou say'st: "Man's measur'd path is all gone o'er:
Up all his years, steeply, with strain and sigh,
Man clomb until he touch'd the truth; and I,
Even I, am he whom it was destin'd for."
How should this be? Art thou then so much more
Than they who sow'd, that thou shouldst reap thereby?
Nay, come up hither. From this wave-wash'd mound
Unto the furthest flood-brim look with me;
Then reach on with thy thought till it be drown'd.
Miles and miles distant though the last line be,
And though thy soul sail leagues and leagues beyond,—
Still, leagues beyond those leagues, there is more sea.


The Beloved (The Bride)
Artist: Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 - 1882)
Materials: oil

I am not sure which I like best, Dante's sonnets or his paintings. If I had to choose one I think I would pick his paintings, because there is nothing more beautiful than a woman. Which would you choose?


N Posted by Rain at 8/08/2006 12:27:00 AM

Monday, August 07, 2006

Mondays Outlook


Thank you for the image Benita! (((Hugs)))

N Posted by Rain at 8/07/2006 01:45:00 PM

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Street Scene 2006 Part 2

San Diego' s Bloc Party
Day Two
Wow I had such a good time!


Tool


My Chemical Romance

I would like to thank my dad once again for the VIP tickets. This years Street Scene was awesome!

I give applause to every person that worked Street Scene, especially to the good folks that worked in the VIP. At one point during Tools performance, they stopped playing to ask the crowd to take a couple steps backwards so that people in the front would not get hurt. The security officers did a wonderful job!

The only thing that could have made this years Street Scene better would have been that my son Punky had been there with me. You see, for the last four years we have enjoyed each others company at Street Scene. Music and dancing have always been a common denominator between us, since he was a small child. I really missed your presence son, and I hope that next year you will be by my side once again.

How was your weekend?


N Posted by Rain at 8/06/2006 10:13:00 PM