Spida!
Spida! Originally uploaded by jyllianm I’m getting better at taking pictures! Or maybe it’s a great camera and a happy accident, whichever. This is COOL. Creepy, but COOL.
Spida! Originally uploaded by jyllianm I’m getting better at taking pictures! Or maybe it’s a great camera and a happy accident, whichever. This is COOL. Creepy, but COOL.
Well here is the obligatory soul searching blog post. I’m waiting to post this until after my birthday so I don’t bum anyone out. Thank you for all the good wishes. They actually do mean a lot. You learn to count your worth in FB or LJ comments (JOKE) and …
Beautful Teatime Originally uploaded by jyllianm Testing to see if Flickr is working on this blog. Mr. Teatime is our most shy kitty boy. He is also very handsome.
And lo I have been gone these many days. It isn’t like I haven’t been up to lots. I’ve actually had more to do than I know how to deal with. Good work, difficult work. A wonderful vacation. some loss Well. I’m back. And there will be more soon
mantis guy Originally uploaded by jyllianm A new born baby mantis guy. He let us take pictures as we were eating our dinner outside. He skittered back and forth and was so tiny it was hard to catch him,but there he is.
cattable3 Originally uploaded by jyllianm What your dining room table isn’t full of cats and princess dresses? Well that’s sad for you.
We had this tiny little (ok not so tiny or little over 8lbs) baby dear. Squinched up face, cutest toes in the world (still are, and I still want to kiss ’em much to her chagrin “oh mommy I’m much too old for that,”) tiny long fingers and opinionated from …
The nerves sit ceremonious like tombs; The stiff Heart questions–was it He that bore? And yesterday–or centuries before? The feet, mechanical, go round A wooden way Of ground, or air, or ought, Regardless grown, A quartz contentment, like a stone. This is the hour of lead Remembered if outlived, As …
~Thoreau (right?) Somehow I always want to attribute this to the Die Blechtrommel. I march to a very different drum. Part of this has to do with my past. It wasn’t easy and that is a considerable understatement. I hope, in the near future to be able to work with …
the clouds are low along the ridges, and sweet’s the air with curly smoke from all my burning bridges. Dorothy Parker (1893 – 1967), SANCTUARY Welly well. I’m sitting down and having a beer before my Spring break. Not the Spring break of my 2nd graduate degree, but the spring …
I love Oscar Wilde. A bisexual who irritated everyone. Hmmm… So yeah I pissed off a few people with my last post. It’s not the first post I got email on from random people on the internet but hey…I got some. . Why did my er…anti Valentine’s post bug people. …
Just dropping in to say that any second now I’m going to find my rhythm and start writing here regularly again. It’s been quite a transition to go from the insanity of school to working full time. It’s an improvement on so many levels, but now we need to find …
The following outpouring brought on by watching Emily dance unreservedly to Clementine by Pink Martini. If I ever get my video rendering capabilities up to snuff I’ll post a link here. Just trust me-it is 7 year old interpretive dance at its best. You know-remember how YOU felt being seven …
New year, new design. I’ve actually been playing with that a lot lately. I like the last one but it was too dark. The one before that had some other issues with fonts that didn’t want to be fixed I really like this one, it’s very Steampunk and I think …