Its all about the house now

Wow.  Time is flying by.  We have to be out of our house in a few weeks and into Konnarock.  Sure, we probably won't have some of the finishing details done... like water... but its all good.  The kids have a chalkboard for a ceiling, the walls are mostly up - kitchen counter maybe tomorrow and then its time to dig a water line.  I slept in the house for the first time the other night because I had to paint ceiling panels and let them dry during the night.  It was pretty nice... except that I got a little food poisoning and ended up puking a few times in the middle of the night (outside of course)... not particularly the good omen I was hoping for, but as I said before... its all good.  The river came up and the kids have been walking up the road and tubing back to the house.  Quite sweet.  I am ready to get up there.  We went to India Towers wedding on the 4th and we danced like there was really no tomorrow.  Me, Ash, and the kids just tore it up.  It was classic white folk dancing, but man we had a blast.  The kids started it.  I was truly thankful to have been alive to do that with my family.  I lived so much of my life quite inhibited especially when it came to music and dancing... but I am not going to pass that on to my kids... it took a lifetime for music to move me and I will not give that up while I breathe, Thank you.  Oh, and Esme lost her first tooth... well actually it got hit and abscessed and the dentist took it out.  She was a total champ.  Her tooth fairy wrote her a note ... her name is Primrose:)

This was a few hours before I got sick.... obviously... or the board would have read some other set of four letters....





blackboard paint fingers a carpenter's pencil
the quill writer's hands are clean

in the shade of a hundred points of light
what does a half inch mean?

mosquitoes track my longing breath
the gray moon betrays desire

first night blood and skin
her rain made him a liar

so fight the guilty conscience
we've traded for our past

give up the you you thought I knew
and tilt your toasting glass

i'll taste the wine upon your lips
as I breathe a prayer unseen

in the shade of a hundred points of light
what does a half inch mean?

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