Charleston, South Carolina
Just got home from Charleston, SC with my family. It was so nice. I adore my nephews and it was so good to play in the sand with them and give them everything they are not supposed to have. At one point, I saw that the laundry room door was closed and it was awfully quiet in there. My sister-in-law says, “quiet with them always means they are up to no good.” So I slowly open the door to find my 2 year old nephew with the Cheeto bag in hand staring up at me with a guilty smile. I looked at him, smirked, and said, “You better be glad it is me that caught you and not someone else. I am saving you.” Then put the Cheetos on the shelf and handed him 2 m&ms. By the end of the week he was getting a hang of the role of his aunt and would always come to me when someone said no.
My mama made two pan fulls of Rice Krispie Treats, extra gooey, that I polished off 97 % by myself. FOOODDDDD! Where have you been the last two months. Everywhere except in my belly! My nephew was eating a snack and I said, “Sean, try this cookie” he responded, “Me no like it” without even tasting it. Eventually after much persistence and me being SUPER annoying. He tried the Rice Krispie and said, “mmmmm…more more.” We had a little talk after that about how he should always trust me. Hello. Aunts = m&ms, rice krispies, and everything off-limits.
(Pictures soon to come)
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National Geographic, 1972 “Young Lovers in Paris” by Gordon W. Gahan
(Source: gentle-insomnia, via even-a-small-love)
Just go with it. Close your eyes and listen. You are saying to yourself. Have you lost it? Yes in fact. This is the same Fiona Apple I saw at an On the Bricks Concert in Atlanta in middle school drunkenly singing tunes while teenagers stumbled about. At this very same concert I found a girl passed out against a fence, a middle-aged woman dancing alone on top of a stage scantily clothed, and kids mashing to singer-songwriter ballads. It was like puberty played out in the form of a free lawn concert. Yes, and with sweet memories like that why not bring Fiona back.







