Saturday, November 6, 2010
swing it, power ranger. he believes he is the red ranger because he has that nifty cape. thankgod. the red ranger costumes at target were 20 bucks. holy hell batman. so, in typical fair mom fashion, the older one got the cheapass fabricated outfit with mask and the young one got the salvation army version with a rushjob cape, to make it all red. everyone was happy.
*also, they are currently 75% off, so guess who nabbed excellent christmas costumes? oh yes, we will have wolf ninja and pirate scallywag dancing around the christmas tree this year... just about every mother's dream. . . dress up is KING.
I'm going to see Chakra Carol next Tuesday and I even called her on the phone and asked for some tips to get me through a bad day (it worked -because she is that good) and thats how 'in' I am. I just wanted you to know. I am totally 'inner circle'.
(i'm really not, though I do think Carol likes me. she's very nice. ) ((Ever read CS Lewis' writing about circles? good stuff))
I have a new wish for the millenium. (not the Falcon)
I want to be a badass.
Thats right, I want to stop being distracted by parenthetical explanations and just let the expression stand without any dither.
(Thats right. This is where I have ended my spiritual growth and decided that badass has something to do with grammar. )
really. I have to figure out how to cultivate the badass-ishness that lies dormant ....
maybe i need to get those clippers out? DAMN THE MAN.
( i desparately fear the cold. DAMN THE WEATHER MAN.)