Fluffy Ann

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Number Eighty-seven

"The whole world moves for love. It kneels before it in awe." (The Village)

I have a picture of my great grandma Pearl. I think the picture was taken in 1917. A dear friend says I have her mouth.

"The possession of originality cannot make an artist unconventional; it drives him further into convention, obeying the law of the art itself, which seeks constantly to reshape itself from its own depths, and which works through its geniuses for metamorphosis, as it works through minor talents for mutation." (Northrop Frye, The Anatomy of Criticism)

I am sitting here reading the Oxford English Dictionary. It is normally twelve volumes, but this version is only two volumes. The print has been shrunk, and you have to read it with a magnifying glass. :) I looked up "fluffy," and there are entries for "fluff," "flufffiness," "fluffing," and "fluffy." One definition for "fluff" is "to knock out of breath; to cause to pant." :) And one definition for "fluffy" is "drunk and incapable." Ha ha ha. Let's go get fluffy, mate!!

Anyhoo... I am doing some independent work on Northrop Frye. I am really enjoying reading The Anatomy of Criticism. And: I graduate in 8 days!! Giddyup! I am really going to miss Troy, though. I hope to visit alot. :D Well, I am going to read Frye and take a shower. And maybe have some hot chai. Mmmmm. Au revoir, mon amies!

Friday, July 22, 2005

Number Eighty-six

Today is July 22!!!!!! 22 is the number for intimacy. I'm always expectant on days with lots of twos to see what intimacy God is going to bring into my life.


A few lines from a piece of my past that resurfaced this morning:

"Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul"


"This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you
And your racist friend
I know politics bore you
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
And your racist friend"


"I lost my lucky ball & chain
Now she's four years gone
Just five feet tall and sick of me
And all my rattling on
She threw away her baby doll
I held on to my pride
But I was young and foolish then
I feel old and foolish now

"Confidentially --she never called me baby doll
Confidentially --I never had much pride
But now I rock a bar stool and I drink for two
Just pondering this time bomb in my mind

I lost my lucky ball & chain
Now she's four years gone
Just five feet tall and sick of me
And all my rattling on
She walked away from a happy man
I thought I was so cool
I just stood there whistling
"There goes the bride" as she walked out the door
"There goes the bride" as she walked out the door

I could shake my tiny fist and swear I wasn't wrong
But what's the sense in arguing when you're all alone?
Sure as you can't steer a train
You can't change your fate
And when she told me off that day
I knew I'd lost my home

Confidentially --I never told you of her charms
Confidentially --we never had a home
But this railroad apartmentwas the perfect place
When she'd sit and hold me in her arms"


All Lyrics, They Might Be Giants, "Flood," 1990

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Number Eighty-five

Today is a day for some of my favorite hymns and songs of worship. May you be blessed by them.

"My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus' name.

On Christ the solid rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness veils his lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the vale.

On Christ the solid rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ the solid rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand."

(Edward Mote, "The Solid Rock")

I heard people say
What Jesus could do:
The crippled were walking on legs that were new.
He made blind men to see,
And the demon possessed
Were no longer captive;
Every one of them said,

Willing
Jesus was willing to meet my deepest need.
Willing
Jesus was willing to come and set me free.
He had the might and authority
To know what I was and still pardon me,
But only His love
Could cause Him to be
Willing

I fell to my knees,
Called out His name
He was so holy;
I was ashamed
To cry out for his help,
To ask for His touch
I didn't deserve it,
But I found that He was

Willing
Jesus was willing to meet my deepest need.
Willing
Jesus was willing to come and set me free.
He had the might and authority
To know what I was and what I could be,
But only His love
Could cause Him to be
Willing.

Willing to hear me,
To stop and come near me
When I had no where else I could to turn
Willing to save me
And willing to raise me
To change my whole life with a word
He was willing..."

("Willing," Travis Cottrell/Sue C. Smith)

Monday, July 18, 2005

Number Eighty-four

"I used to think that I was strong
I realize now I was wrong
'Cause every time I see your face
My mind becomes an empty space
And with you lying next to me
Feels like I can hardly breathe

I close my eyes
The moment I surrender to you
Let love be blind,
Innocent and tenderly true
So lead me through tonight
But please, please turn out the light
'Cause I'm lost every time I look at you

And in the morning when you go
Wake me gently so I'll know
That loving you was not a dream
And whisper softly what it means to be with me
Then every moment we're apart
Will be a lifetime to my heart"

(Il Divo, "Every Time I Look at You")

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Number Eighty-three

"What a sight for my eyes
to see you in sleep.
Could it stop the sun rise
hearing you weep?
You're not seen, you're not heard
but I stand by my word.
I'd come a thousand miles
just to catch you while you're smiling.

What a day for laughter
and walking at night.
Me following after, your hand holding tight.
And the memory stays clear with the song that you hear.
If I can but make
the words awake the feeling.

What a reason for waiting
and dreaming of dreams.
So here's hoping you've faith in impossible schemes,
that are born in the sigh of the wind blowing by
while the dimming light brings the end to a night of loving."

(Ian Anderson, "Reasons for Waiting")

Monday, July 04, 2005

Number Eighty-two

"When the rain comes
It seems that everyone has gone away
When the night falls
You wonder if you shouldn't find someplace
To run and hide
Escape the pain
But hiding's such a lonely thing to do

I can't stop the rain
From falling down on you again
I can't stop the rain
But I will hold you 'til it goes away

When the rain comes
You blame it on the things that you have done
When the storm fades
You know that rain must fall on everyone
Rest awhile
It'll be alright
No one loves you like I do

I can't stop the rain
From falling down on you again
I can't stop the rain
But I will hold you til it goes away

When the rain comes
I will hold you"

(Third Day, "When the Rain Comes")


"Here I am at what feels like the end
And so I come to You, my Lord, again
With this burden buried deep within
This heart that You have made
In this trial that I'm going through
I don't question 'cause I know it's true
That the sorrow brings me back to You
And You have made me stronger

It's been forty days and forty nights
Down the road of many trials
And I pray it's only for a season
'Cause in the wilderness and in the flood
You're the one I'm thinking of
And I know You've brought me for a reason
You've brought me for a reason"

(Third Day, "40 Days")

Friday, July 01, 2005

Number Eighty-one

I got a kitten today!!!!!! She is long-haired and black with white splotches. She has really pretty markings on her face and the most brilliant, beautiful emerald green eyes. Her name that she was given at the shelter is Abigail, but I will probably change it to Cosette.

I also have been looking at apartments in Dothan on apartmentfinder.com. I found a complex called Colony Square I'm pretty interested in on the circle. A one-bedroom is $350. And the best part: "small pets welcome"!! Anyway, I will go look at it on Monday. My kitten isn't even arriving until Tuesday, because she has to get her shots and get spayed. We got a pretty, silky white kitten for the house, too. :D

Well, Josh (my brother) and I are going to see Batman Begins; so I will talk to you folks later. :)