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Ever stared at a Jackson Pollock painting and arrogantly thought to yourself, “I could do that!”? Well, you’ve got your wish. And you don’t even need paint. Click here to try it. All you have to do is move your mouse around, and with each click you’ll change ‘paint’ colors. Just refresh your screen to get a ‘clean’ canvas. Unleash your inner expressionist.
PS – thanks to Cathy for the link!
One of my best friends, Jane, got engaged last weekend. I couldn’t be happier. Congratulations, Jane and Scott!
If you haven’t heard of Freecycle, consider yourself duly notified. I’ve been a member of the Des Moines metro group for a few months now and love it. You can get rid of things you don’t want, and get things you do. I’ve scored an art desk for Rhys, old brick to border my garden with, and a lawnmower. Even better, people come to your house to claim the things you want to get rid of – no moving or trips to the dump required! I highly recommend joining your local chapter. Click here to go to the national website.
We went to view Des Moines’ tribute to the lives lost on 9.11.01 – The Healing Field. A flag for each person was raised and a yellow ribbon with the name, age, and location of each person that died that day was attached. Michael suggested we go – it really hit him, seeing all these flags filling a field. Funny how two people can have completely different reactions to an event like a terrorist attack: grief, fear, and anger seem most prevalent, regardless of political affiliation. Things like “how could they?” and “will it happen again?” and “what will the world be like when our kids grow up?” are things we talk about.
So many emotions, even five years later. Patriotism. Love. Hate. Grief. Fear. Resolve. Compassion. Exasperation. Apathy.
Before bed, Michael said to me, “Just remember this: it was for freedom that we have been set free.” Seems like more people need to know that. The whole world needs to know that. Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists, Jews, Christians. Not in our heads, but in our hearts.
Sad to hear about the death of Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter. He was more fun than tracking buffalo on Marty Stauffer’s “Wild America”. Sorry, Marty. Wrestling crocs trumps viewing bison through binoculars. Hands down.
G’day, mate.
Here are a few new photos of Rhys – she experienced her first Husker game this weekend, Lutterman style. Which basically means LOUD. We traveled to Husker Nation for the first home game of the season.
The other two are of Rhys running around the house. She is such a little lady – and a ham!
[Rhys' Husker wardrobe courtesy of Granny Cathy]
