Blog Manifesto

Blog Manifesto


This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Monday, June 25, 2012

The Wedding…

the start of a very busy weekend...

Gary…nabe that lives kitty-corner from me came over with his nephew Lester and long time friend Mick. We need to ask a couple of questions…I thought oh goody!
Gary: Do I have to give Joe and Maria a card for their wedding?
Reese: Of course you do.
Gary: But I already gave them XXXX amount of dollars for their wedding.
Reese: But still get them a card for in their wedding book.
Reese: You also have to dance with the bride.
Gary: WHAT…..I don’t dance.
Reese: oh yes you do….or you used to. You would have a few beers and do you r own thing. (we partied with them many many times in our younger days) (we even did block parties)
Gary: But I’m not going to drink today.
Reese: Nothing at all?
Gary: Nope.
Gary: Can I wear these boots? (looks of combat boots) They are very comfy.
Reese: No, not to church but after pictures you can change.
Lester:> (thinking Gary wants attention) Gary, it’s not all about you this time, its Joe’s day. Mick has a big smile that shows teeth and eyes get all squinty as he chuckles…(Mick has curly hair and used to be quite heavy and we used to call him the Frito Bandito man)
Mick: Gary, you got your speech memorized?
Gary: What speech?
Lester/Gary: You have to give a speech at the dinner table welcoming Maria into the family.
Gary: I’m not giving any speech.
Gary is usually quite a talker…can easily take charge, BUT not today…Gary is very nervous and doing a lot of listening and thinking…not sure what his duties are now.
I have never ever seen Gary just sitting at my kitchen table and emotionless…

                                              As Gary Leaves, we fess up to some:

Reese/hubby/Lester/Mick: Well, maybe it’s the best man that has to do the speech.
Reese/hubby/Lester/Mick: Well, maybe it’s the brides dad that dances first with the bride.
When Gary left, he was still thinking and wondering…

Time to move on with the wedding:


Joseph and Maria’s big day as joining their hearts as one.
They are both teachers.
Bride: Cool and calm!
Groom and grooms dad: extremely anxious!

Setting:
Catholic Church
5 female bridesmaids all in short street length dresses…black…but each one is
individually designed.
5 male groomsmen…all in black tux’s…
ring bearer walking down with a blonde haired little girl hand in hand…making sure she doesn’t trip on her way down the aisle.
the bride, beautiful in her soft fitted white dress…her hair is dark and in soft loose curls
swooped back.
the groom, standing so handsome in his black tux and lime green tie…very striking!
Msgr … gray/white hair…soft spoken voice.

Before the wedding vows, Msgr talks about starting out in married life. Not all is going to be the perfect marriage. It is something that has to be worked at as a couple.

Some days you may feel like you are backed into a corner…
(at this time a motorcycle revs up and has echoed into the church)
Msgr proceeds with saying:
and you hop on your motorcycle and ride out of town.

Of course the congregation roared and thought, what a great ceremony that was!

A big yellow school bus was waiting for the wedding party to enter and be on their way.
I made a comment “I will be the bus monitor for the night”…

In memory of Joe and Maria’s wedding day, they supplied enough trees and plants for people to take home. Since I wasn’t able to attend the meal or the dance, Gary brought me 3 plants and 5 trees. The trees will be planted north in place of some that we lost during a wind storm.

Everyone survived and had a great time…so I was told!











2 comments:

  1. nice job! Now tell about the cookie woo hoo!

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  2. Rosie...
    Don't tempt me...
    I think you will enjoy it!

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