What my success with HTML coding
has taught me thus far is I could probably
still be a brain surgeon or an astronaut
or an equestrienne or a master boat builder,
or a Michelangelo of childrens’ face painting.
HTML code — I am so whooping your butt!

(end of deep and enigmatic poem)

If you or someone you love is a poet, please feel free to hop on board Jingle’s Thursday Poetry Rally train. It’s a blast!

Yes, it’s still Wednesday here as I post this, but it’s Thursday in Australia.

And Australia rocks! Can’t wait for my maiden voyage there.

How ’bout you?  Have any experience whooping the butt of HTML code?

Posted with love,
by Jannie
xoxoxoo

P.S. Kelly’s face was painted by a gal who does that kind of stuff for a living.

Yes, I’m a weird one

trailing eddies of  x’s

and o’s as I flit about,

my comments sometimes

too long, rambling and / or

too Blue Bunnily cavorted,

and / or too frequent or

too infrequent, or just

too dancingly strange.

Yes, I’m weird and change

up my header a lot due to

my new PaintShoPro toy…

but please know I’m harmless,

and always so glad to see you

when you twirl on over here.

Hey, how’s that for a crazy 1-minute poem?

Now let me find a dancingly sweet photo for it. 

Ah ha! One I took at the grand opening of Austin’s beautiful Butler Dance Center, when Kelly was 5.

It was a great dance party.

LL Cool Joe must’ve been the DJ – the tunes were so crankingly hot!

(Kelly only lasted 3 months at Ballet Austin because she was more interested in being a comedienne in class, but I did get some cute pix before we quit.  And of course, she took tap / ballet at a couple other studios from ages 2 to 4, so there are those pix and videos to cherish forever too.)

No more ballet, yet life has continued!  Who knew it ever could or would?!

And below, a little dance party break.

Friends, did you ever “quit” a class or an activity for you or your child?  And if so, how did that work out? Was it a learning experience?

And are you weird too? (Feel free to share details of that!)

With love and confections…

Jannie

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxo

Little resentments

will I release to

the leaves of the day.

Little loves will I

set free on the breezes

of beautiful intention.

(end of poem.)

[Edit: I switched the order of photos 1 and 2 on July 6, 2010 at 10:29 a.m. Texas Time because the first one freaked Lynn out and Dr. J. loves the second one!]  

Kelly sure was inspired that November afternoon I took her to the Umlauf Sculpture Garden.

She was four.

We’d just come from the song contest awards (I’d won 2, whoo-hoo) and she was jazzed.

She’d run to and pose beside, in, on, around and under more than 30 pieces of art that day, singing out “Mommy, take my picture! Take my picture!!”

I’m glad she did.

And I’m glad I did.

She’s something else, that Kelly girl!

Now that I’ve maxed my photos to 790px wide, yep – 50px wider (couldn’t resist,) I feel very very extrahappy about sharing my favorites with you.

Official new English word — extrahappy!

Your input on my recent photo-size poll helped twist my rubber arm to the 790 pix.    Thank you.

In other news… sooner than later I’ll explain the plan behind my new “Places I Like To Go…” links on my now 150px wide sidebar (down from 200 px!)

And post a video of me singing a new song I’m writing.

And have some kind of a giveaway.

All sound good?

P.S.  All photos in this post, unlike this photo the other day, are 100% unretouched.  Umlauf does keep things camera-ready!

xoxxoo

Hey festively free and frolicking friends.

I’m not sure if I’ll be adding any more words to this post or not.  The night is young and so am I — who knows how this post could morph?

Just want to get this up to say Happy Fourth Of July.

I love all you guys.  So much!

And have a sweet-loving day!

Jannie

xoxo

Oh yeah, Kelly above at age 3 with one of her little buddies from pre-school.

Congratulations!

Wasn’t it amazing to enjoy a full bath tonight, after almost 7 weeks of partial baths with your cast wrapped in bags?

You’ve been such a trooper!!

Even with two broken bones you’ve kept on slugging away.

You’ve kept on shining up this town,
 

and shining up our lives.

You’ve stopped to not only smell the rosemary – but to roll in it.

Remember how excited you were 3 weeks ago when that big cast was switched out for the little pink one?

AWESOME day!

Wow – remember how clean that cast was?  (For a while.)

It didn’t stay so clean, you being an active kid and all.

But you did keep it dry, as per doctor’s orders — that was important.

You kept it so dry that the day of your 3rd Grade day trip you cried and cried.

Boy – when the other kids hit the water and left you on the shore most of the day — that was NOT fun for you. 

Or for me.

So much crying. You. And me. But I hid my crying, mostly.

Yet, you smiled some that day too!

You loved the sailing.

You were dubbed “Dancing Monster” in the nick-naming ceremony…

LOVE that smile!

That broken arm didn’t stop you from hanging out with really great people…

from playing board games,

from learning how to tie balloon animals,

or from getting the inside scoop on how to make really cool inexpensive costumes.  (That boy’s a lobster.)

And that broken arm sure didn’t stop you from eating watermelon with your friends on your tree house deck!

So, congratulations again, Super Girl!

It’ll be fun to have a cast-off party for you tomorrow night and finally fill up your swimming pool for the summer.

Whoo-hoo!

BTW, you know that smile on you above?  The one I captured a few minutes after your cast was off today? 

That is one GREAT smile!! Do that more in pictures, will you?  I know you’re self-conscious about your growing-in teeth, but don’t be.  Full smiles look really, really good on you! 

Thanks.

Love,