weekend respite

what is a woman to do when she is alone in her house on a quiet, sunday, night?…her first in a long time. her last for awhile. to be alone i mean. what else is there to do but write about a weekend spent in a new place, with a few friends, and some new faces? while it is still on the tip of my tongue…

there were views of beaches, and the ocean too, of cliffs, and dunes and the occasional starfish. there were smooth rubbing stones to pick up and put in your pocket for later. there were places for others to revisit and tell. there were stories to share of the times that had passed. and somewhere in there, the effort to rekindle the past lost it’s grip and the stories of tomorrow unfolded in front of your eyes. (dammit, i should have gotten my eyebrow pierced.)

the best part were the people and the company that was kept. there was mizzle and kizzle and stizzle, darizzle and sizzle, (ha ha, try saying that three times fast!) and of course there was diesel and hoopty. hoopty. but there were others at home that were missed by each of us…with a look in someone’s eye or a moment that was quiet. there was dizzle and bj, and jizzle for mizzle, and tizzle and baby girl too.

but the laughter was infectious and just couldn’t be avoided. right down to the ferry ride back, the drive across the last bridge to the mainland, and the ride home as it rained.

i think i just had my first trip to martha’s vineyard…

straight to the beach, early morning empty...

stopped in gay head...

(stizzle and mizzle) dinner at lola's...

(from left to right...mizzle, darizzle, diesel, kizzle, and sizzle) did you see the size of that salad?!

but did the easter bunny come to your house?

how to save a life

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

-The Fray