out on a walk...

NEW BLOG ADDRESS

2009-01-02T01:14:00.003-05:00

i feel pretty silly doing this, but i figured out that wordpress is a whole lot better than blogger, and therefore have made the switch. that means that the three of you who check this might need to change your bookmarks/links to the newbie. sorry for the hassle!--- the new blog address, in case the links aren't working ---http://calaismarie.wordpress.comsee you there!

not count down, rise up (the beginning)

2009-01-01T09:20:00.007-05:00

the earth was quiet enough this first morning of two thousand nine that i could almost hear the planet rotating on its axis. endlessly rotating on its axis towards the dawn. the dawn that happens to be marked the first of a brand new year, but i know the secret. the secret is that each day is a new life and each dusk a new peace. peace that incubates the coming morning as the earth continues

mobile

2008-12-28T09:20:00.002-05:00

the location part of a datebook chelsi gave mom. we're each marked in hearts...i'm the sticky note.

army

2008-12-27T17:26:00.002-05:00

with an hour to spare this evening, i decided to spend it in the pines of my papa's farm in south georgia. as i followed the path that leads to the tall trees i started pondering all the memories i've gathered there. as a child i would get dropped off by bus 16AA and run down the half-mile dirt path to home. i'd throw my bookbag in the house and fetch my horse, sox...lead her to the ceramic

south georgia christmas

2008-12-24T15:37:00.009-05:00

highlights:the ice on the trees (on EVERYTHING) in southern iowa --->stepping out of the house at gramma's first thing after gettting off the road...the stars and the smell of pecans and country soilfalling asleep on my feather bed looking up at my 14-year-old-self's ceiling of glow in the dark stars, and surrounded by my many unicorns. i've always loved the fantastic.mom constantly threatening

reference point

2008-12-24T09:37:00.006-05:00

maybe it's the nostalgia of being at mom's in georgia, but today i felt the need to gather all my old posts and update letters in this one place. i started reading a few, but haven't made it through all of them. i love looking back and seeing where myself or others have come from.posts are organized by date over there somewhere ------------------->letters while living in italy: (february 05 -

worlds collide

2008-12-24T08:53:00.005-05:00

after two days traveling, caylin and i have finally arrived in moultrie, georgia for christmas. we should have left iowa on saturday, but were unable to make it out because of blizzard weather saturday and sunday, so we arrived in nashville monday night after a long day on the road filled with This American Life.yesterday we started our second leg of the trip - nashville to moultrie - only to be

stopped

2008-12-23T09:24:00.002-05:00

list night annie, andy and i went to the gym at andy's apartment complex. i had been in the car all day from iowa to nashville, and needed to let off some steam. we finished our workout, let andy speed-change (why did we let the boy look and smell better than us?) and took off to meet caylin and jonathan at jackson's. turning the corner from 12th onto belmont we saw two cops sitting at the

sun. dog...

2008-12-21T17:48:00.004-05:00

looked into the western sky on my way home from Cup of Joe in cedar falls and i was greeted by the most beautiful sun dogs! i can't say precisely what it is about abnormal skies that makes my blood run faster, but i've always loved being surprised by something so simple. it's absolutely incredible what light can do with a bit of water.A sun dog or sundog (scientific name parhelion, plural

snow day

2008-12-19T10:12:00.003-05:00

newsman says 12 inches of snow by morning. i say hot cocoa, movie, and a much later night than planned. when i finally sneak to bed - turn off the last lights - i walk to the window that's glowing moon blue with snow. there is a blizzard out there. i smile like a child certain that tomorrow there will be no yellow bus or plastic lunch trays or hallway banter.i watch the white light fall to

not count down, rise up (the intention)

2008-12-17T11:58:00.004-05:00

i wonder when we started waiting till midnight, watching the minutes and the seconds (or a giant ball of lights imperceptably sliding down a post) as if these machines are the absolute dictators of passing time. why should we let a clock tell us that something is new? i'd rather feel the newness warming my face. last year i had a doozie of a new-years. i fell asleep waiting for my roommate to

in a couple days

2008-12-17T10:58:00.015-05:00

paul padgett touches my freakin' soul when he writes. poetry, prose, term papers...basically anything, but his songwriting should be world renowned. some of you have heard my sister's band, danger and the steel cut oats. well, that's paul. he writes it all. here's a song that he wrote and recorded awhile ago, but i just heard it for the first time the other day.Powered by Podbean.comin a

inspired

2008-12-16T10:43:00.003-05:00

...by the folks on jeremy's blog.i mean, really. the person who created this must receive her/his inspiration from aliens or something. genius.

the price we pay

2008-12-16T10:31:00.006-05:00

Flight Price Details1 AdultBase Price: 145.00 <--------------- GET-MY-HOPES-UP-FABULOUSTaxes & Fees: 479.40 <-------------- I MEAN, REALLY??Trip Protection Insurance: 0.00Promo CodeOld Price: $624.40Instant Discount Promotion: $-10.00Total Charge: $614.40Please note: All fares quoted are in US Dollars.

body art

2008-12-14T09:53:00.002-05:00

piobolus"doesn't it make you wonder what the dancers' relationship is like? so much trust. that's all we really want anyway, eh? to hell with all of the unreasonable expectations for a perfect mate. is there trust? enough sexual desire? compatibility (notice i'm not saying equality) of intellect, spirit, emotion? is there compassion? then pull the fuckin' trigger...!" --the dear friend,

spider

2008-12-12T13:56:00.001-05:00

funniest thing i've read in quite some time...

wealthy

2008-12-07T09:38:00.002-05:00

this could be very bad form in the world of blogging, but sometimes you simply have to acknowledge that someone else said it far better than you ever could. in this case, my friend, bonnie, has done it for the umpteenth time. read her latest blog post here:Gloss.Plastic.Noise.Let us not bend our joyful season to the hollow shuffle of the Big Box Swoon. We know a richer dance, where games are

dr. cervetti

2008-12-07T01:19:00.006-05:00

it's pretty sad when the only person you can tell big news to is your blog! ha! ok, maybe it's just too late to be calling up all my friends for such news, but rest assured, i'm dern excited. i mean, come on! i just did surgery to my own FACE!my friend, amy used to call it an "angel kiss" below my right eye. really, it's a bunch of nasty red broken capillaries. angel kiss sure sounds nice

perpetual lottery

2008-12-06T10:07:00.003-05:00

options options options... sometimes i wonder if it's a diservice to our generation that we have so many. we could go to any school across the nation - or even globe. live in any country and do jobs that didn't even exist when our parents were graduating high school (or university for that matter!). and if you know me, you know I love how small the world has become, but I also wonder if it is

advent conspiracy

2008-12-05T10:43:00.001-05:00

at least for a moment

2008-12-04T21:21:00.001-05:00

today i am light and free, and for perhaps the first day in awhile i do not need to tell myself to be grateful. i just am... *sigh* <-- the peaceful kind

todah

2008-12-01T10:37:00.004-05:00

yesterday at the gym a woman approached me to ask all sorts of questions about my dreadlocks. after drilling me for several minutes she announced that she would like to do a story on my hair for the local paper (of which she just happens to be editor). a large part of me wanted to reject the idea, but for some unexplainable reason my new friend, Anelia, had a disarming effect and before i knew

thankful

2008-11-27T10:23:00.002-05:00

in such a unique season, i need to write and remind myself that i am blessed beyond measure. such as clean water, access to healthcare, a roof over my head, and food (far too much!!) to fill my belly. i have a family who, as disfunctional and messy we each are, loves me very much. i have friends - near and far - who want my best. and as up-in-the-air as my life seems right now, i know i will

yeast rolls

2008-11-26T18:11:00.002-05:00

started on thanksgiving dinner today. i think i'm simply going to save all my room for the yeast rolls i just whipped up. i like bread way too much. oh dear.1pckg yeast dissolved in 1/2c warm water2/3c sugar1c hot mashed potatoes2/3c butter1tsp salt2 eggs5-6c flourMix it all up, add the flour last. Separate into golf-ball sized balls and roll in melted butter. Freeze or refrigerate if you're

worth

2008-11-26T10:23:00.001-05:00

"the more im afraid of something -the more i know i have to do itive figured that outi can lead a protected life hiding away from the scary worldor i can take on the things that scare me the mostthe more it might hurtthe more i might die doing itthe more worth doing it must be"-jacked from lauren d.a.