The Days of Day

  This is Ruby blue.  She and I helped create each other a few months back.  The voice of inSpiration was loud in my ears as I cut and sewed and stuffed, so really there were three of us there: me, Ruby, and the Spirit that feeds all our souls.   So, for several months, she's hung on the walls of our house suspiciously not collecting any dust!  Even when we replaced our hard-wood floors she stayed fresh.  So, I had to ask myself, how could that BE?  Is someone wiping her down?  It isn't me and it's not likely that someone else is doing it considering that in our happily busy house cereal milk often stays on the table until it's hard and shiny.  The answer is clear, she's sneaking out at night to go for a fly.  Only cool, night wind could keep her hair so fluffy and her dress so polished.  Only adventures could make her eyes sparkle that much! But, the realization that Ruby is sneaking out to fly brings me some serious responsibil...

Sometimes the breath of inSpiration comes in the form of the most improbable and simply silly scenes. This time it was a singing/dancing sequence from the Meryl Streep Mamma Mia! movie. My husband and I started the movie the other night after several days of working hard at keeping all the balls in the air and rotating gracefully. We plopped down on the sofa with very serious faces and sat through the first fifteen minutes convinced that the movie was the most ridiculous thing we'd ever seen. The singing was off track with the lips, the energy from the actors was this constant high buzz that never dropped to allow us time to engage, and the background was, at one point, the cheesy background of a movie playing behind a moving car. Exhaustion, more than anything else, kept us tied to the screen, both of us entirely too tired to make a different decision. At one point we each looked at each other silently questioning if it was too early to just go to bed. And then came the ...