Sunday, October 25, 2009

Some randomness

Many years ago when I still opened those joke emails that get forwarded, I remember receiving one that just said, "Finally" in the subject line and was simply a link. Until I got my first virus, I just clicked the crap out of any link forwarded to me. I was taken to a page that read:

You have reached the end of the internet. You may return to your normal life.

It made me laugh at the time, but I came to think of it as this actual place--the end of the internet. It clearly cannot be infinite, but it is so large it is nearly impossible to quantify. It is similar, I think, to this place we are told about: the end of grief. No matter how many links you follow, there are still more pages to come.


We had a lazy weekend as I battled a random virus. I would be wiped out for a few hours, get a burst of energy, clean a room, then nap again. Headaches. Body aches. Coughing. But no fevers. No oinking. I have no idea what it is, but it has left me today with a simple cough, a little headache and incredibly grateful. We spent the day carving pumpkins, watching football, roasting a chicken, taking it easy, toasting pumpkin seeds and enjoying the fall. My daughter decided to paint her pumpkin orange, rather than say carve it or even draw a face on it. Yeah. I clearly do not understand her artistic vision either, though she did a very nice job of it.

I did, however, make a carrot-nosed, warty pumpkin from La Martha, as well as work on other creepy pumpkin heads.

I am looking forward to a week of creepy, soul-quenching art -- my Dia de los Muertos art will be up, as well as the twenty day of the dead pieces from around the globe. And of course, I am hoping to make my own ofrenda for Dia de los Muertos--one that honors my Lucy-girl. And Halloween night, we have our annual fire pit and neighbor cookout. I am dressing witchy, and Bea is being my black cat. Or rather, Beatrice is being a black cat, and I am being her witch. All in all, I am feeling more up than I have in weeks just looking forward to some days of being someone else, honoring the dead and art...Happy halloween, witches.


  1. those pumpkins look great! so glad you are feeling better.

  2. I love the carrot nose! I'm totally going to steal that idea from you! ;-)

    Glad to see you're feeling better. :)

  3. that made me lol about beatrice painting her pumpkin orange. sounds like a lovely day...and get better soon!

  4. I will preface this comment by saying that I have been feeling a little loopy tonight, so this might not make sense. I have been battling some sort of of sick ickiness, glad to hear yours is not the H1N1, I will hope mine is not either, just some other bug.

    I love the pumpkins, and especially the orange one, I am sure, that were that pumpkin placed in a fancy gallery, there would be many discussions on it's intended symbolism... conforming by not conforming perhaps? Okay I made that crap analysis up... grasping for straws here.

    So glad that you are feeling more up than down. Those good days are the days that get us through the terrible ones. They are where we store our strength.

    Looking forward to seeing your DLM artwork.

  5. So glad your spirits are lifted. Happy Halloween!!! xx

  6. I like your warty nosed pumpkin. Thanks for getting me in that spooky spirit.

  7. Excellent jack o'lanterns! Looking forward to the Dia de los Muertos art.

  8. Glad you're feeling better. Your neighborhood cookout and celebration sounds like so much fun. Can't wait to see pics of cat and her witch. Will papa dress up too? xo

  9. I absolutely love your analogy about "the end of the internet" and "the end of grief", neither of which truly exist.

    I'm so sorry for your loss.

    Thank you for stopping by my blog and reading about the story of my Madelyn.

  10. Love the pumpkins!

    I think you have given me your cold - internet viruses affect our sinuses now too apparently! Glad you're feeling better xx

  11. glad you've got some happy in your halloween.

  12. Wow, your pumpkins are awesome!


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