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I was thinking of trying to compile a "Best of Lizardek" list but I'm unsure where to start. Do you have a favorite post of mine that you could recommend to the list? Just to get me started? Since I've been writing in this journal for about 2 years, I ought to have SOME stuff worthy of mention.

October has grabbed Autumn by the throat and shaken her back and forth, leaving her limp and leafless. For weeks we enjoyed apple-crisp days of unmarred blue skies, sunshine and stillness. The leaves turned slowly, illuminating every grove, and as slowly fell, puddling around the trees' feet in fluffy rings. Now, after a week of October's Mr Hyde face, the leaves are scattered and still whirling, leaving bare branches against a grey sky. The dangling, manic doubloons of the ash trees whirl madly, at the end of their wits. Birds whistle and call to each other, "Escape! Escape!" and fly south. There's been ice twice in the frosty mornings, and while the fog has gone, the grey has settled, leaving everything feeling damp and drizzled.

I feel a bit damp and drizzled myself, still caught in the phlegmy clutches of this cold. I'm grateful that it's not the kind of cold that settles in the head, stopping my nose and breath...this one is gravelled in my throat. It's had me down for the count most of the day, drowsing under blankets and slurping chicken soup. I feel tired and slow and stupid, wrapped in cotton wool. Reading Pope Joan and doing crossword puzzles when I feel lucid enough, otherwise it feels right to let this illness burn its way out at its own pace instead of trying to hurry it. We don't have much planned for this weekend; that helps.

There are 3 perfect green globe artichokes in the refrigerator. The fat-bellied buddha of a spaghetti squash sits benignly on the kitchen counter. The kids are whirling like dervishes in the middle of the living room. I can hear Anders opening the bathroom cabinet. It would be quiet except for the constant commentary the kids narrate their every action with. They are living soundtracks of their own lives. They're whirling with their hands up, with their hands out, with their hands down. They only whirl in one direction; right. Do we always twirl in the direction of our dominant hands? I would get up and whirl to test my theory and see if I whirl leftwards, but am afraid of falling down with this artificially-cold-medicine-emptied head. The kids are making me dizzy.
mood: drained
music: the whiff whiff whiff of Martin's corduroy pants

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Argh! I have been planning on creating a similar list.. was going to try to do it this weekend as I've been procrastinating. Now I feel like a copycat. Although I guess the idea has appeared on other blogs first, but STILL. :)

The one who just wrote the most unhelpful comment ever posted. (sorry.)

LOL! You were going to do a Best of Lizardek list? :P


You ask for favorite posts because you don't have anything to say...and then proceed to write one of those beautifully descriptive paragraphs I love so much. And for good measure, you throw in some extra tidbits like "The fat-bellied buddha of a spaghetti squash..." :) I've never thought about directional twirling...but I'm right-handed and just realized that I tend to twirl leftward... ~Marilyn

I can pretty much whirl either direction, but I don't think I am really ambidexterous! I always have loved trirling, did it as a kid until I fell over laughing and watched the ceiling spin... and again as an adult sometimes when dancing I would spin like a dervish for a long time, and then slowly stop adn spin the other way!
Not now tho, I also have that phlegm filled cold! YUK!
wishing you well... if I get a chance later I will look for favorite posts...

"October has grabbed Autumn by the throat and shaken her back and forth, leaving her limp and leafless."

I absolutely love the way that you worded that. There's no way I could pick a favorite post, but the anecdotes about your children and the pictures always make me smile with the word-pictures that you paint so adeptly.

Oh, and I'm pretty sure that we whirl in the direction of our dominant hands just so you can rest and get over your cold and not test it out.

I love all of your entries, but here's one I've marked in my Memories list so that I'll remember to go back and check up on your words o' wisdom from time to time -

I twirl left though I'm a righty. But then, I also twirl right, when left gets overdone ;) I just like twirlin'

You write such beautiful posts, it would be hard to choose and then there is suddenly such a simply constructed and happy vibes post like this one. It made me smile so much. It is my favorite.

Liz, the last paragraph is exquisite! I loved the "fat bellied buddah squash" and I had never thought about which way I twirl, but you're right, I twirl to the right and I'm right handed. I think I would crash twirling the other way too. How funny.

Hello, my sweet, stuffed up peach.

Meg loves you. Don't forget it. And that is actually the cure for the common cold. But don't tell anyone, or I'll never have any spare time.

Re: Hello, my sweet, stuffed up peach.

I feel better already! :D

i hope ya feel better soon! stay warm and bundled and it will pass soon :)
theres a post you made that comes to mind almost had this drawing that martin did of a bunch of animals. that was great!!


hi-I,m on a German computer-so expect and excuse the mistakes.
There,s a Tibetan exercise where you twirl with hands outstretched - and always in the direction clockwise-thus to the right is best. It is for longgevity and gets the chakras spinning correctlz. -Do it everz day -21 twirls. Of course, you have to work up to being able to do it that many times. But it also helps you look younger- and I have had people comment that I was doing so. Of course that means that once you start doing it every day- you must continue. Kids know what to do automatically!

"and I have had people comment that I was doing so."

Do you do it? Every day?

How can I pick just a few of your posts?

I liked the one about the 'lost' camera. I also know exactly what the whir whir of corduroy pants is!

Definately Martin's little book with illustrations! :)

Also, your description of going to choir and the crows were in the trees.... that was cool. (probably years ago, that one)

oh yeah! I remember that...I'll have to hunt it down :)


That is some beautiful descriptive writing beautiful! ahh even the cold sounds nice :) alex

I have a few of your wonderful posts listed in my Memories list, but by far and away my favourite post of yours, which I've read quite a few times, is one you made on June 23rd, 2005, called Lessons in Love. It's one of the best things I've ever read, actually...

I hope you feel better soon *hugs*

The dangling, manic doubloons of the ash trees whirl madly, at the end of their wits.

And you wonder why we keep reading, when you keep coming out with marvelous descriptions like that one... ;-)

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