Friday, August 29, 2014

Watch Your Step III



Sharp Things
Second Best signage ever seen in Maine.
First is here.

song: Watch Your Step • artist: Elvis Costello

Thursday, August 28, 2014

As Far As I Can See

If you drive around inland Maine on some of the smaller highways, especially in the morning, you're likely to get the impression (as I did), that the only inhabitants of this state are all the stedfast New England yankees interred in all the picturesque cemeteries that are so prevalent on these back road.
Dead people and cows. Really independent cows that don't need people (because, remember, the people are all dead.) That's who lives in central Maine.


song: As Far As I Can See • artist: Joanne Cassidy

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Makin' Whoopee

wine + whoopie pies = vacation in Maine

song: Makin' Whoopee • artist: Frank Sinatra

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Angry Eyes

Yesterday S & N decided they were going into business by giving biking lessons to anyone on our road who'd like six year olds to teach them to ride bikes.
They decided to announce these lessons by making up some advertising posters but they had a falling out when S only made two signs and N thought he should have made three. N then proceeded to  throw a fit and kick and scream for the better part of 20 minutes.
If only there was a six year old on our street who was offering anger management classes.

song: Angry Eyes • artist: Loggins & Messina

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Suddenly Last Summer

Yesterday I drove past Old Silver at 9AM and there wasn't a big line of cars in the live parking lane. At 10:00 I was at Megansett and there wasn't even a parking lot attendant on duty.
Summer's definitely over.

song: Suddenly Last Summer • artist: The Motels


Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Walking in Your Footsteps

Pretty sure I've spent the whole summer drying beach towels and tying shoe laces.
Why oh why won't my kids wear sandals or flip flops in summer like normal children? Why do they insist, on the hottest of days, when we're just driving to the beach where we'll be taking them off anyway, on jamming their feet into knit socks and then lacing up sneakers?
It's hot and a waste of time.
I guess I get it - you can't run around as well in flip flops or sandals (it's a boy thing), it's just that to me slip on shoes were the essence of summer when I was growing up. We didn't wear sandals or flip flops during the school year - just during summer. I remember walking into the skating rink in tights but still wearing flip flops which was ridiculous because the nylon webbing between your big toe and your second toe made it impossible to keep the shoe on but it was summer dammit and if I was going to suffer the indignity of a bathing cap during swimming lessons because I had to jump out of the ocean and go straight to the skating rink then I damn well was wearing my flip flops into the rink, tights and all.

song: Walking in Your Footsteps • the Police

Friday, August 15, 2014

things my kids have been obsessed with (a list poem)

their fists
the mobile above their changing table
the planets 
the Titanic
volcanos
Moby Dick
gorillas
Britan
Rubick's Cube
the American Revolution
WWI
India
Star Wars
Harry Potter
pi
the Greek gods
beary and tigery
cowboys