A Leap Day

Bob and Felix playing the game of Life.

If I leap back to the last time our family had a February 29th, Bob was in pre-school. We lived in the old house. We still had Daisy and Vi. Teddy didn't live with us yet and Max the goldfish was still a baby/roe/caviar. Mr. Rosenberg was at his previous job and I had been writing Smacksy for almost three years. 

The years since then took vigorous flight. If I take a minute to fast forward to next Leap Day, I start getting a little panicky at how fast I know it will be here and all of the changes that will come with the passage of time. But today, we've landed here. And here is good. 

Happy Leap Day. 

Smacksy Sunday Links

How to ignore the asshole in your mind.  (Complete with a photo of a lady's behind.)

Our quest to control our lives.

Patti Smith's advice about life.

Buster Keaton: The Art of the Gag. A genius.

This sweet gorilla reunion made me tear up. 

Happy Sunday. 

Smacksy Saturday Photo: Almost Gone Roses

Is it weird that I like them best when they're mostly dead?

Friday Evening at Our Place

Teddy can sense Mr. Rosenberg's car from 3 blocks away.

Mid-Terms

I know for some students, it's mid-term season. What am I mid-term on?

Stacks of books waiting for me to read to The End.
Writing projects that are surely getting lonely without me.
That dentist appointment I cancelled but never rescheduled.
A semi-sorta half cleaned garage.
Recipes to try.
Letters I intend to write.
Clothes that need tailoring.
A bike to ride.
Accounts that should be settled.
A new calendar planner that I have yet to use.
Some random items to sell.
Trips I mean to plan.
Laundry on top of the dryer waiting to be folded and put away.

I will get to all of this business that's been hanging around on semi-completed lists and taking up space in my already cluttered mind. Deadlines will be implemented. Calls will be made.

New stuff will soon start piling up on new lists and that's what infinity looks like.

Exclamation Point

Today Bob hung this emphatic note on the door to his bedroom. I had no idea that not being disturbed was an option in this house or I would have pinned a similar sign to my cardigan long ago.

Rightsize

Sometimes I look up at the night sky and I can't believe how beautiful it is. It's then that I think about the fact that the universe is gigantic and we are small. It's good to be small.