Monthly Archives: November 2017

Nov20

where i am going.

Posted on November 20, 2017 by beth

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left detroit behind

crossed the river

got on the train for a canadian getaway

looking forward.

Nov19

it’s all funny.

Posted on November 19, 2017 by beth

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a scene from the road rally in the sideways rain

leap frog in the park

last night i told a joke to a woman at a comedy club, led a group of strangers in follow-the- leader in t.j. maxx, bought 60 cents of gas, got into a theater box office, danced the sugar plum fairy ballet and push it, had the zingerman’s staff sing happy birthday to me, tried to jam our team into one shopping cart, read a children’s book aloud to an adult in the library, found five different kinds of balls, secretly wrote crossword answers in the new york times and put it back, wore protective hockey gear, held a lobster, paid for a stranger’s purchase, ate as a group at taco bell, wore university of michigan gear that wasn’t mine, added my gum to a public wall art display, read incredible notes, shared food and drinks and blew out candles and it was a night to always be remembered.

teams:

sock monkeys vs. glitters vs. kwames

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what a wonderful decade birthday celebration

thanks to all of you for every bit of it

it meant everything.

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“life goes by fast. enjoy it. calm down. it’s all funny.”

– joan rivers

Nov18

to do.

Posted on November 18, 2017 by beth

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Nov17

simplicity.

Posted on November 17, 2017 by beth

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after learning about artist, andy goldsworthy

the kinders create in his style

finding

building

and finally

leaving it all behind

to return to nature in its own time.

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“simplicity is nature’s first step, and the last of art.”

-phillp james bailey

Nov16

jack.

Posted on November 16, 2017 by beth

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this is jack. he got into a fight and ended up with a wound on his side. the vet suggested a shirt as a less stressful approach to keep him from chewing it, rather than a plastic cone.

fun fact: most cats fit into baby shirts sized 0-3 months.

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‘i work best when there’s a safety trampoline of kindness.’

-ruth negga

credits: red tart art/imgur.com

Nov15

fruitcakes.

Posted on November 15, 2017 by beth

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i came face to face with this colorful display

and was struck with a sudden terror

for i knew

this was

a sure sign that

the fruitcakes were on their way.

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“a sharp bolt of hunger hit luther hard. his knees almost buckled, his poker face almost grimaced. for two weeks now his sense of smell had been much keener, no doubt a side effect of a strict diet. maybe he got a whiff of mabel’s finest, he wasn’t sure, but a craving came over him. suddenly, he had to have something to eat. suddenly, he wanted to snatch the bag from kendall, rip open a package, and start gnawing on a fruitcake.”
― John Grisham