August 18, 2004
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the powerboat on the river was high fun… there was kneeboarding and some big round raft thing. we had dinner on the river and beached the boat to watch the forest fire and the few apparent stars… oh and get swooped by bats.
so tommorrow I take a ferry ride, stay in a hotel, take a ferry back, and stay a night on my dad’s sailboat. all by myself. and that. is. okay. really really.
love to all… mandrake, if you’re up to a phone call… well, I guess you’ll let me know. if not, you can tell me that too.
CRANBERRIES LYRICS
“Dreams”
Oh, my life is changing everyday,
In every possible way.
And oh, my dreams, it’s never quite as it seems,
Never quite as it seems.
I know I’ve felt like this before, but now I’m feeling it even more,
Because it came from you.
And then I open up and see the person falling here is me,
A different way to be.
Ah, la da ah…
La…
I want more imposible to ignore,
Imposible to ignore.
And they’ll come true, impossible not to do,
Impossible not to do.
And now I tell you openly, you have my heart so don’t hurt me.
You’re what I couldn’t find.
A totally amazing mind, so understanding and so kind;
You’re everything to me.
Oh, my life,
Is changing every day,
In every possible way.
And oh, my dreams,
It’s never quite as it seems,
‘Cause you’re a dream to me,
Dream to me.
Ah, da, da da da, da, la…
Comments (18)
I’d like to spend some time on the water…maybe I’ll build a raft.
Enjoy!
I have a big bathtub, that counts, right? your little vacation sounds lovely, to me. I could use some time ALONE (sans teens, parents and dogs, please!!)
Oh yes, the way you Washingtonians stop and beach your boats in order to get swooped by bats. Silly Northerner-ers. Glad you had fun though. Hope you have yet more fun.
And honestly? Did I read enough Stuart Smally into, “all by myself. and that. is. okay.”??? If not, lemme know ‘n’ I’ll be sure to check that.
I’m certainly wishing you wunnerful time on the water Lara girl. Take Harry with you… (we won’t tell Jill)
Timothy
I love sleeping on sailboats, though I take it yours’ll be anchored if you’re sleeping on it alone?
enjoy your time off, babe.
Mmm…Cranberries. I want to lick Dolores. I need to dig up those CDs….
i love that song….
Sounds like a great time. I’m such a loner–I prefer vacations by myself.
Bats are awesome. God, they really are. Pengiuns and bats–I could watch them all day. Or night, i guess whenver they’re active.
booger!
you shoulda told me you like bats, i could’ve sent you the one we caught in kraphaus.
so far we haven’t been invaded by boats, though, so i can’t much help you there.
and i’m glad to hear sealkitty’s looking for alone time, two days before i get there. bitch.
I love Harry Connick, Jr. – once saw him at the Wang in Boston – he was incredible on the piano. There’s something about him…
Alone sounds good – I had a couple days of it myself last week, and doesn’t it make me such an upstanding mother that my wish was to continue it for another solid 3 months?
i’d kneeboard with ya, anytime (or at least help make one of those human pyramids on waterski thingys)!
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Sounds like a blast…
the link you posted yesterday was incredible. one word i notice that’s too often associated with resistance to change {due to fear} is “can’t.” if i hear myself or others using it, i’ll ask: “‘can’t'… or ‘won’t'?” {lol, this irritates many~ myself included
} i did oodles of research on bats years ago for one of my books; i used them to represent the subconscious mind {memory residing in a cave.. etc..}. i remember hearing ludicrous notions from my family: “if they fly low enough, they’ll get caught in your hair… you can get rabies from them…” perhaps needless to say, learning more about them alleviated those silly misconceptions that made me *duck* at night. thanks for your comments on my site, sweetie. feels good to be welcomed back and i’m so glad to read you’re doing well. 
Oh that sounds like such a great time!
I went to a Cranberries concert one time, it was awesome-until someone started a freakin mosh pit…WTF!
I’m always up for a phone call, I always have my cell.
-M
I want to lick Kat. And you. But not Dolores. Is that wrong?
See, whenever I think, “Dolores” I hear in my head, “Delores” which is in Paul Simon’s voice (the singer not the bow-tie wearer) and it’s the line about living in fear… So um, no licky the Dolores for me.
booger!
goober!
ooga!
booga!
may I share how much I miss you?