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My amazing, wonderful, big fat fun idea

Yesterday I posted The Beckoning of Lovely, a video which made me smile from beginning to end. As I watched I got this amazing, wonderful, big fat fun idea.

In the film, writer Amy Krouse Rosenthal, along with hundreds of curious and creative souls, “make a bunch of stuff together.” They:

  1. Make a grand entrance
  2. Make a friend
  3. Make something pretty
  4. Kiss and make up
  5. Make do with what they have
  6. Make someone’s day
  7. Make music
  8. Make it up as they go
  9. Make peace
  10. Make out
  11. Make a splash
  12. Make a movie

And so here’s what I thought… I want to “make a bunch of stuff” too. Having stumbled upon Amy too late to participate (and not living in Chicago), I wasn’t able to be part of the big event last year, but I can do it now. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Starting tomorrow, every Monday, I’ll post my lovely thing. Twelve weeks, twelve things. (And a new category – J’s Lovey Things.)

You’ll notice the first one is “Make A Grand Entrance.” Anyone who knows me knows that I’m not the “make a grand entrance” type. So this will be a challenge for me. I either have to be daring, or be creative. Hopefully, during the course of the next 12 weeks, I’ll be both!

I’d love it if you did it too. If you were touched by Amy’s film, if you’re feeling creative and fun, or if you’re inspired to tap into the part of you that is creative and fun, then please join in my shenanigans! Pick one or all of the things on Amy’s list and make them for yourself. And if you do, feel free to comment on it here in Zebra Sounds, or send it to me.

Share your lovely!

I anticipate having fun, tapping into my creative, daring self, learning something new. And who knows? Maybe it will be so much fun I’ll just keep going, making lovely things week, after week, after twelfth week.

Caption This

You know what the best thing about Friday is?

Okay, you’re right. “Caption This” isn’t the BEST thing.  I mean there is the part where today is the last day of the workweek, the weekend is stretched out before you, as yet unlived, unmarred, nothing but promise… *drifts off, sighs happily.*

Sorry. Got a little dreamy there.

Happy Friday, everyone. Kick off your shoes, loosen your tie, and Caption This!

dog-praying

What I Learned Playing Hooky

Yesterday I spent the day at the beach. It was my best friend’s birthday, and she’d sent me a text out of the blue a week or so before saying, “On my birthday, let’s go to the beach.” I remember the text came when I was stressed out about something, feeling overwhelmed and defeated and behind. I got her text, and it was like having someone hand you flowers when you’re walking down the street, or getting one of those great, medicinal mood-enhancing 6-second hugs when you didn’t expect it.

I didn’t hesitate, didn’t check my calendar, didn’t worry about what I wouldn’t get done while I was playing at the beach. I texted back, “Sure!”

And yesterday was spectacular. There was sun, there was sand, there were the two big holes I dug with my friend’s four year old son, and the tunnel I dug to connect them, so we could pass stuff back and forth. (I’m wanting some credit for that because part of digging two big holes and a tunnel is getting the four year old not to happily work at cross purposes. It calls for brawn and strategy – all while wearing a bathing suit. Quite an accomplishment.) My friend took the boogie board out and rode waves (or, as she said, the waves rode her). We saw sea lions and otters and flying fish. We found rocks and shells. We planned a future beach house adventure. I didn’t once think about what I wasn’t getting done.

I was too tired last night to write a post (which is why this one’s up kind of late), and I’m already behind today, but I’m not sorry I went. It kind of feels like I got picked up and shaken out. I’m sure it won’t take me long to feel stressed out about what I am (and what I’m not) doing, but for now, I feel… balanced. More than that, balance feels like a tangible thing, like something I can hang onto, and all I have to do is remember that digging holes in the sand is as good for me as writing 3000 words a day, or meeting a rush deadline, or getting a new assignment.

It just pays differently.

Yesterday, Tim (clearly a wise man) commented on my “5 Things I Wish Were Real” post, saying he wished there were “more beach days.” Me too. I think I’m going to add that to my personal commandments, not just as an actual goal, but as a philosophy. An approach to life. A reminder…

Live more beach days.

Those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer

It’s summer! Know how I know? Because it’s crazy hot! This weekend, we were well over 100 degrees both days. And I had the kind of fun that only happens in summer. I went to a free concert in the park, got turned back about a mile into a hike because of severe fire danger, filled the kiddie pool with water (for Lexi, though she has never gone into it of her own volition), grilled and ate dinner outside.

I don’t write poetry, but even if I did, I know I couldn’t have written about the opening days of summer more beautifully than Darren King on his blog, Maps from a Good Kingdom. I love his poem, Sunday, which I read on Sunday, dog lying across my feet, Chad at the grill, baby pigeons (having left the nest but not the area) perched on a nearby tree.

I don’t write poetry, but if pictures are worth a thousand words, here’s a few thousand for you! I’m sharing pictures of the garden because I’m sort of proud of it. A pride that surprises me, given my gardening misgivings and cluelessness.

Notice the cool bamboo shoots!

Notice the cool bamboo shoots!

Strawberries in a wine barrel - Sounds like a song title

Strawberries in a wine barrel - Sounds like a song title

Peppers! I'm growing real edible stuff!

Peppers! I'm growing real edible stuff!

Everything looks healthy. It will soon be time to release the lady bugs, which I plan to make way too big a deal of. There will be speeches, Shakespearean toasts with goblets, hors d’œuvres and party music and such. The ladybugs will dance until the wee hours, carrying on in that way that plainer beetles can only aspire to.

After pulling weeds and watering and adding fashionable bamboo stakes – all in 103 degrees – we called it a day. I hit the showers, found the coolest article of clothing I have (and by cool, I don’t mean high fashion), sat down in the shade, put my feet up, and did two of my favorite things… one in each hand.

Yep. It's summer.

Yep. It's summer.

Caption This!

Yay! It’s Friday. Time to fool around…

I stole this picture from one of my new favorite blogs, Miscellaneous Yammering. Karen Schindler’s blog is funny, irreverent, surprising and smart. I have it with my coffee. It’s better than a donut.  (Swallow before reading, though. Snorting hot beverages is painful.)

Karen describes her elation at seeing this (she just happened to be driving by) and having the presence of mind to grab her camera and take a picture. I saw the potential immediately, but I have to say, the spectacle of this leaves me speechless. I’m hoping it won’t have the same effect on you!

Here we go, boys and girls… Caption this!

Jesus coming up out of the ground

Caption This!

Time to play again! I stole this picture from my friend Terre Pruitt’s blog because she’s got mad photography skills (and we’ve established on a number of previous posts that I don’t.) Her post is full of frolicking feathered cuteness, but before you go running off to O.D. on adoreable… Caption this!

TerresBird

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And now for something completely different… I remember loving “Kung Fu,” and I’m a huge fan of Quentin Tarantino and his “Kill Bill” films, so I was really sad to hear about David Carradine’s death. I read this great article on the “yin-yang” of the man, his career, and his life.

Bonus! And now for something completely awesome… I’m so proud of my president. Here’s a link to his Cairo speech.

Fun with the Friday Fill-in

It’s Friday.  Yay!  I’m knee deep in editing today (yesterday I was waist deep – progress!), so, although I have about five posts in my head – all of them breathtakingly enlightening – I popped over to check out the Friday Fill-in List. Remember, I did this once before, and you all surprised me with your willingness to play, plus you made my day with your funny, insightful fill-in masterpieces. Let’s do that again.

Last time the list consisted of the opening lines from six of the Fill-in author’s favorite novels. I did not recognize any of them and therefore felt free to fill in the blanks however I wanted. This time the list is made up of “quotes having to do with spring,” and, once again, I have never heard any of them. While I think that does not bode well for my ability to superficially talk spring at cocktail parties, it makes this game more fun. My words are in red.  (As before, I hope you will have your way with one or more of the blanks. Think of it as a warm up for the creative day you’re about to have.)

And…here we go!

1. If we had no winter what would windshield wipers do?

2. Surrounded by ordinary magic, I nurture a perpetual astonishment.

3. If I had my life to live over I’d dare more.

4. I plan to be naked (except for the lampshade) inside of four and twenty hours.

5. If you’ve never been thrilled you must not have a pulse.

6. To be interested in the changing seasons try not to relate them in any way to your changing age.

Friday Fill-in and more word fun

Okay so there’s this blog called Friday Fill-Ins and (allow me to state the obvious because I can’t seem to stop myself) every Friday, the author, Janet, posts a list of fill-in-the-blank sentences. Bloggers post her lists on their blogs and – yes! – fill in the blanks. I haven’t done it before because I always have so many of my own words itching to be written, but today’s fill-in interested me.

Janet listed the opening lines of six of her favorite novels. I don’t recognize any of them which is a) sort of embarrassing, and b) sort of freeing. So, today, I’m having my way with Janet’s fill-in sentences. My words are in red. (Have your way with one or more of them too. It’ll be a giant literary orgy! Yay!)

1. “In a hole in the ground there lived a profoundly poetic platypus, far too beautiful for this world.”

2. “I got all matter of magical critters livin’ in my hair, but that ain’t no matter.”

3. “After dark the rain began to fall again, and who’s to say that wasn’t God playing mood music just for us.

4. “The dread Pirate Roberts, grinning a terrible, mesmerizing grin, emerged from the hold of the Spanish galleon.”

5. “There was a hand in the darkness, and I grabbed it, trusting soul that I am.”

6. “Accidents ambush the unsuspecting, and so theirs are the most exciting adventures of all.”

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And now for something completely different. Craig Frazier, graphic designer whose work has appeared in Time and WSJ is at a loss for words, and he’s asking for your help in writing the captions for the cartoons he posts at DraWords. For the next year, he’ll post one cartoon a week and people will have until 5 pm Friday to submit captions. The winners are credited immediately online, and in a year or so, when Frazier has enough material for a book, they might even see themselves in print. How cool is that???