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Another guest post from Stuntfather
Last day of the month of enforced daily posting. Since y'all (it would have been youse, but we left Philly and out here it's definitely y'all for the second person plural) gave me such good feedback on the last post, I've grabbed the wheel again and am steering this blog off down a different bumpy road.
November: one of the wackiest months in our married life, I'd say, certainly our parental life, with the hordes of visitors, me conferencing and burning non-existent candles at ends they didn't know they had to get the bloody dissertation revisions done, Stuntmother performing daily miracles and nightly collapses... I won't be sorry to see the back of this month. But it had its moments, and the struggle itself is worthwhile (insert Camus here? What? I have to do it for you? Eh bien, "La lutte elle-meme vers les sommets suffit a remplir un coeur d'homme" and if I've remembered that correctly at a distance of 20 years y'all owe me a beer). Thanksgiving brought happiness to our visitors, I think, and showed what this house can do when full. Christmas could be spectacular. Or just cozy. And either way it will be good.
Three generations of the family went to a planetarium show tonight and to look through a large telescope at a binary star system and massive globular cluster of 100,000 stars on the other side of the Milky Way. Daniel melted down when we had to leave, and that became the consuming thing in the moment. But I look back now at me, my parents, my children, and the big universe out there, and don't care whether it all makes sense or not. This messy November has been what it has been, every day is what it is, the world turns, and tomorrow there will be fresh coffee. And Stuntmother coming back to me from all youse guys in Philly who borrowed her for the evening.
Last year Stuntmother was musing on strategic undergarments for reptiles
Last day of the month of enforced daily posting. Since y'all (it would have been youse, but we left Philly and out here it's definitely y'all for the second person plural) gave me such good feedback on the last post, I've grabbed the wheel again and am steering this blog off down a different bumpy road.
November: one of the wackiest months in our married life, I'd say, certainly our parental life, with the hordes of visitors, me conferencing and burning non-existent candles at ends they didn't know they had to get the bloody dissertation revisions done, Stuntmother performing daily miracles and nightly collapses... I won't be sorry to see the back of this month. But it had its moments, and the struggle itself is worthwhile (insert Camus here? What? I have to do it for you? Eh bien, "La lutte elle-meme vers les sommets suffit a remplir un coeur d'homme" and if I've remembered that correctly at a distance of 20 years y'all owe me a beer). Thanksgiving brought happiness to our visitors, I think, and showed what this house can do when full. Christmas could be spectacular. Or just cozy. And either way it will be good.
Three generations of the family went to a planetarium show tonight and to look through a large telescope at a binary star system and massive globular cluster of 100,000 stars on the other side of the Milky Way. Daniel melted down when we had to leave, and that became the consuming thing in the moment. But I look back now at me, my parents, my children, and the big universe out there, and don't care whether it all makes sense or not. This messy November has been what it has been, every day is what it is, the world turns, and tomorrow there will be fresh coffee. And Stuntmother coming back to me from all youse guys in Philly who borrowed her for the evening.
Last year Stuntmother was musing on strategic undergarments for reptiles
posted by Francesca Amendolia at 23:45
4 Comments:
Wow - that was a beautiful post. We love our SM, but I hope you guest-post again!
My French is too rudimentary - what is the translation of the Camus? All I got was "a man's heart" at the end.
"The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a human heart"
Ahhh.....merci!
Ce-te-dire?
Can u explain the quote with like maybe an example cuz Im sure
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