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A Halelujah kind of day

Holy of Holy. I have had a fantastic morning. Aside from the fact that my dad dropped by and tried to convince me (but really himself) that Bush won last night's debate (whatever), this has been a fantastic day.

I love autumn. You'd think I'd love spring best, what with the gardening passion, but nope. Autumn. Rainy days turning cooler, the way the light changes as the earth spins away from the sun, the color change in the landscape... And I have found it's soundtrack.

Today I bought an album by a group called Zero 7, and if it wasn't for Garden State, I wouldn't know about them. Imagine waking up late in the morning on an October Sunday, you have on a long T-shirt, it's your favorite. You stretch in the comfy sheets, debating whether or not to get out of bed, and see the handsome man (or woman, depending on your orientation) laying there on his belly, face buried in the pillow. You finally had sex the night before, and it was mind-blowing and hot and sweet and you cried a little when you came, and then laughed at yourself for crying.

You walk across the hard wood floors and see the orange leaves falling in the window that reach from floor to ceiling. You make coffee, grab a fuzzy blanket, and curl up in a chair to watch the cool autumn breeze blow leaves across the sidewalk. Your new lover wakes up, shuffles in, stretches his arms by holding onto the top of the door frame and gives you a shy grin. His dark hair is rumpled, and his stubble makes him look rough and vulnerable, all at the same time. He curls up next to you in the chair and lays his head on your lap.

Your guitar is sitting on it's stand in the corner, maybe it'll get played today, but in a completely spontaeous way. Maybe you'll tune it while he's in the shower and he'll come out and you'll be fooling around and it'll be great, and he'll get still and quiet and fall in love with you a little more.

You forgot to turn off the Christmas lights you strung up for fun over the window, so they twinkle in the reflection on the glass. You have no real plans for the day, aside from minestrone soup and hot cocoa at some point, maybe a long walk through the park. It's one of those nothing days filled with promise, and you'll look back on it ten years later and think it was one of those rare perfect days.


I drove past the farm that raises thoroughbreds and watched the horses jump and play with each other. They're glad the cool weather is here, too. Mr. Stoney comes home tonight, so I'll finally be able to get a good night's sleep. Weekends! Love it. Love today. Love music.


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Oct. 1st, 2004 11:44 am (UTC)
Ahh that was very poetic, you had me sighing wistfully at the picture of a perfect day, one which at the age of 35 I have still to find.

You have a great way with words, the funny ones and the more serious...

Oct. 1st, 2004 11:50 am (UTC)
My lovely friends.... (that means you!!)
I can think of one full day that was perfect. I have snippets stored away of perfect moments, but only one day that, from start to finish, was lovely. I ache for that day, to be 21, to be in the throes of love, to live in the great city I was in with the threat of snow, mountains seen from the window, furry cat sleeping on the piano... Good stuff. Can't have too much of that, or you'll be spoiled.

At least, that's what I tell myself to keep the wistfulness away. :-) I hope you have a great weekend, that you can have some quiet time all by yourself, and that your girls hug you and kiss your cheek. *mwah!!*
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Oct. 1st, 2004 11:58 am (UTC)
Now go buy the album!! (SImple Things, Zero 7 is the band)
Have you HAD that day? Your own version? I love that day. I look forward to the kids having sleepovers so I can re-create that day. I've said the word "day" a lot. Hee!!

*pinches Mari's cute bum*
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Oct. 1st, 2004 12:19 pm (UTC)
Re: Now go buy the album!! (SImple Things, Zero 7 is the band)
Yeah, it's that promise of "think it, do it" that I love, too. The availability of opportunity, if that makes any sense.

If you can't get it, I'll burn a copy and mail it to you. You NEED this kind of album to pull out on the right day, you know?
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Oct. 1st, 2004 12:13 pm (UTC)
Don't worry, honey baby. We're moving to Sweden where our love can be pure. I think.... Got an email coming to you.

Fuck, I love this album. It took me several minutes to drag my fingers to the keyboard, and I'm sitting here with my eyes closed and am smiling. Everyone needs this album.
Oct. 1st, 2004 12:25 pm (UTC)
I loves me some Zero 7. Glad you found them! Have you heard Air?
Oct. 1st, 2004 12:57 pm (UTC)
Veggie Parade!!
Man, it sucks living in Clear Channel land. They done robsed me of some fines. but, Dallas has a fantastic classical and jazz station, so that's the pay off. I'm always running late to the cool platform when the cool train is pulling away. (Thank you Sue! That is the best phrase ever!)

Now, tell me about this Air... Didn't I let you in on Doves? The Last Broadcast (their last album) hurts me with it's perfection...
Oct. 1st, 2004 08:04 pm (UTC)
Re: Veggie Parade!!
How about this? If you like Zero 7, I can pretty much guarantee you'll like Air - so send your snail mail address to ropo @ fred-and-opie dot com, and I'll see if I can work out this newfangled cd burner on my computer, and I'll send your their best album, "Moon Safari."
Oct. 2nd, 2004 06:13 am (UTC)
Curse your hypnotic icon!!! I can do nothing but!
And I'll do you one back: if you don't have The Last Broadcast, I'll send you that CD set. My bones in my chest get too tight when I listen. Melodic, intricate, haunting, and bouncy at times.

I love my FLIST!!
Oct. 1st, 2004 12:34 pm (UTC)
And you gave up writing ? ? ? !!

I was living this day , drinking your words .
I had such days.. Know I will have them again .

Je t'aime chaque jour un peu plus , le sais -tu ?

I love you more each day , Laura , sweet , wonderful Laura !

And I will check on the music to-morrow.
Just going out with my sexy husband right now; ;)

Have a lovely week-end with Mr. Stoney!
Oct. 1st, 2004 01:01 pm (UTC)
Je t'aime, mon amie! (is that spelled right?)
One day (maybe this spring... we'll see) Mr. Stoney and I are going back to Europe, and as I've never been to France, I'll just have to see you. I'll probably just sit in your lap and play with your hair the whole time. :-)

Thank you for your kind words. But, I didn't give up writing! I quit writing Spuffy and am working on a personal story. I did write a short little tale of two young boys finding comfort with each other, called A Sort of Homecoming on AFFN.

Kiss your husband, hold his hand, be still and smell the skin under his right ear. Mmmmm.
Oct. 2nd, 2004 01:31 am (UTC)
Re: Je t'aime, mon amie! (is that spelled right?)
I'm glad to know that you 're writing a personal story ( I'm doing the same ) but I'm sorry that I won't read another spuffy tale from you.. I will go and see ' A sort of homecoming' .

If you're coming to Europe it would be absolutely marvelous to meet you ! *crossing fingers* And if it isn't for this spring , I'm sure we will find a way , later .

And yes your words were spelled perfectly right!

*hugs you tightly*
Oct. 1st, 2004 12:58 pm (UTC)
Stoney - that was beautiful. Guitars are so damn sexy as is the whole face down on the pillow thing. Lovely.
Oct. 1st, 2004 01:03 pm (UTC)
Mmmm. I like remembering James. (Nuttall, not Marsters. Hee!) He has become idealized in my mind, but I had such a wonderful time with him.

Guitars are SOO sexy, but I have to careful sometimes, because most of my thoughts turn to my dad, who is a virtuoso on both classical and acoustic. Can't let THAT get too tangled up.

I see you've posted. Off to read and love you more!
Oct. 1st, 2004 01:33 pm (UTC)
Can I buy your day from you. I've got about $0.52, will that be enough?

Except, you can keep the thorougbreds. Horses creep me.
Oct. 1st, 2004 01:36 pm (UTC)
Heck, it'll only cost you a nickel.
Did your parents take you to see Equus when you were a child? I love horses something fierce.

Vinnie: anti-equine. Check.

How do you feel about sheep?
Oct. 1st, 2004 02:03 pm (UTC)
Re: Heck, it'll only cost you a nickel.
I have no issues with ewes.

#15 on my userinfo page: I have irrational Equinophobia (the fear of horses) and Ornithophobia (fear of birds), there is absolutely no basis for these, I'm just afraid of these particular creatures.

I actually sorta own horses, cows and a bull in Mississipi. Won't go near the horses. The movie The Ring? Freaked me the fark out, man.
Oct. 1st, 2004 02:24 pm (UTC)
Poop. I forgot.
I read your userinfo, but like, I'm stupid? And stuff? And I forget, you know?

</u>The Ring</u> freaked my shit, too. The horse thing was </b>FREAKY</b>. I like Naomi Watts. Just watched </u>21 Grams</u> last night, and I saw her boobies! Tee hee! Oh, horses. But they have soft furry noses!

I hate June bugs, so we're even on the irrational freakout.
Oct. 1st, 2004 02:32 pm (UTC)
You say June bug, I say Potato
Those things are bloody annoying!

I wanna see 21 grams, was it good, other than the boobage of course
Oct. 1st, 2004 03:14 pm (UTC)
movies -
It was very good. Character driven, well acted, follows along the new style of directing I call Maze Cinema, in that it isn't told in a linear fashion, but jumps backwards and forwards. I like that style. I think it creates a deeper appreciation for the storyline, and becomes it's own character.

Warning: sadness and angst ahead. Just sayin'. Not </i>House of Sand and Fog</i> sad, but sorrowful nonetheless.
Oct. 1st, 2004 09:50 pm (UTC)
ah, this is lovely. too much wine for deep thoughts, but lovely
Oct. 2nd, 2004 06:16 am (UTC)
You know what's lovely? Ephram. I made a little yummy noise when I scrolled down and saw your icon. (Psst: and he is similar looking to the boy of my memory...)

Got your email: can't wait to hear back from you, sans alkeehaul. Got a bunch written as a result of good music making my brain work right.
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