Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Cleopatra 1963

Elizabeth Taylor at 31, what a lovely lady.

248. To the Virgins, to make much of Time

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles today
To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of Heaven, the sun,
The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run.
And nearer he's to setting.

That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.

Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime,
You may for ever tarry.

When I first read this, as a seventeen year old girl, I clearly understood Harricks urging.
Ironically the older I get the more I embrace that urging because I find that I have more freedom and more confidence to do so.
To paraphrase: "Live your life, savor it, so that when you are old you can look back with joy and satisfaction upon it, until you are dead that is."

So every day, you will find me gathering my rosebuds.

Monday, October 11, 2010

The Way I Am

There is music that I associate with specific seasons, probably because that is when I first heard the song. For instance when Ben was in Playschool in 2008, we went to the pumpkin patch and listened to "The Way I Am" by Ingrid Michaelson. Ben renamed it "The Pumpkin Song". I always listen to this album in the fall and treasure the memories that we made that day. Here is a video of him singing it.


Ben and I taking a tractor ride that same day.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Mystical Magnesium?

The Miracle of Magnesium

I just started taking Magnesium which to me sounds like the magic pill helping everything from muscle spasms to anxiety to Alzheimer's...
I think if I even saw one of the benefits it would be pretty sweet.
Anyway read the reviews, and maybe it can help you live forever too!! ;)

Friday, October 1, 2010

Musings About Aging.

A conversation over warm beverages. Piano music plays softly in the background.
Me: Isn't it weird how we sit here slowly growing old right in front of each other?
Matt: Don't talk like that with this music playing, it makes me want to put on a cardigan.
Me: And maybe some different shoes?
Matt: Yeah.
We both laugh. But as for the original thought, we can't hide the fact that we are aging. Its in the lines on our faces but also in our unwillingness to wear trendy outfits made entirely from meat...