Random Thoughts

Daisy and Junie both do this double-pointing thing with their fingers when they're explaining something. They jab the pointers up and down for emphasis. I have no idea where they got this, as I'm not much of a hand-gesturer. (Am I?)

I played the piano for a choir function recently. I didn't know the director very well, so I felt kind of ambivalent about her style. (Not that I didn't like her, I just felt neutral.) After a second rehearsal I realized I was thinking quite warmly of her all of a sudden. This surprised me, so I tried to figure out what had changed. After thinking back a bit, I could trace my warm feelings back to when she had said, "I'd like a lot more from the piano in this section."

When I'm re-heating something in the microwave or oven, I choose the amount of time almost completely arbitrarily, so why do I then feel a moral obligation not to open the door or stop the timer one second earlier than indicated?

I think a bunny washing itself is one of the cutest things ever. I have about 100 pictures of Nutmeg washing his face. My favorite thing is when he pulls his ears down over his shoulders to clean them.

Would you like to read a short story about meat?

Speaking of short stories, here's another of my favorites.

I was in the children's chorus of the opera "Carmen" years and years ago, when I was 7 or 8. Now, when I hear the overture start to play, I still get butterflies in my stomach. Strange, the intensity of some memories!

Sebby made these various crystal shapes out of paper. While I was admiring them I said, "I like the octagonal one" and he immediately got this sort of pained, pitying look on his face. I could see him struggling with himself (trying to be polite) and he finally said, kindly, "It's octahedral, mommy. But . . . thanks!"

Daisy, talking about penguins: "They live in Antarctica where it's sooo cold, and they're always fissuring…fridgering…frigiding…hmmm. I don't think I have that right."