Sunday, August 16, 2009
Cooking Lesson
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Thursday 13: Signs of the Times
1. I love words. So it stands to reason I would love signs. I'm always on the lookout for them, and sometimes I'm lucky enough to have my camera with me. This first sign has special meaning for me because I was in New Orleans 3 weeks after Hurricane Katrina devastated the city. I was one of hundreds of Re Cross volunteers, jb and I running a make shift mental health center, and I will never forget how much a third world country the city of New Orleans was at that desperate time.
3. How I love the art of Aimee at http://www.artsyville.blogspot.com/ . She combines colors and words in a way that leaves me feeling inspired, excited, hopeful. I visit her blog from time to time just to soak in her wonderful way of seeing, and then drawing or photographing, the world around her. She is my not-so-secret role model. Take a look for yourself..
4. My dear friend lolo (http://www.studiololo.blogspot.com/ ) designed this award for our beloved Renee, who has elevated the word 'fuck' to celebrity status. And frankly I think that's a good thing. I think sex is a good thing too, and I think saying 'fuck' when it's appropriate and talking about and enjoying sex when it's appropriate is a good thing too. So there.
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5. I buy lobster rolls at this little place up the street from my house in Western Massachusetts: $6.95, fries included. It's one of the blessings of living in a small town: special unpretentious places that you just get in the habit of frequenting...
6. Here's another small town back road kind of place. The sky was just right when I took this shot, which is another way of saying I just pointed on automatic and caught a lucky break.
7. My irreverent daughter Jessica put these buttons the cupcakes for Mr. Ryan's baptism WWJD:"What would Jesus Do?" I hope nobody takes offense, but Jess and her guests, me included, thought this was pretty clever and pretty funny..
8. Aaaah, what a sign this is! Here's a shot of Provincetown in all its glory. If you look on a USA map, this is the "boot" located at the bottom of the state of Massachusetts. Ptown is located at the very very tip of this peninsula. It's all this beautiful, really...
9.There are no words to this sign, but writing on the wall is totally clear: this daughter of mine is a wonderful mother and an incredible woman. (Shown here with baby Drew)
10. My friend Jessie got me started in this project: doing one brave thing a day. I hardly manage to pull off one brave thing a month, actually, but I'm willing to say I try. I try to be brave. I try to be kind. I try to be strong, and present, and caring, and real. That last one feels the best of all: I try to be real..
11. It's just the menu at Cafe Heaven on Commercial Street in Provincetown, so why does it feel like much more than that? Is it because I've sat in this 30 seat restaurant with alone, with friends and family, with my imagination soaring? Yup. Probably..
12. How's this for a clear, courteous and clever way to tell you not to park your fucking bike here...? :)
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Animal Wenesday: Emily in Cape Cod
Hello everyone, it's me again, Emily, this time I am bobbing in the Atlantic Ocean at Cape Coddy and I am having a wonderful time sneaking out at night to play with my friend Gregory Squirrel and splashing at the beach with my friends Muck, Truck, and their cousin F--- Duck, which kj tells me cannot really be anyone's name but I heard F--- Duck being called F--- and that is what I call him so I think kj is just a prude about the word and that's not F---'s problem so I just pretend I like the name and why would anyone even care?

These are pictures of my friends Fernando Fish, Camilla Crab, and Benjamin Birdie. Usually I meet them while kj is writing or shopping or eating or talking non stop with jb and her own friends. I do different things with different friends and I thought today I would tell you how to be nice but also how to get good things from friends.
First of all kj is not a good example. Last year she got in fights with someone she loved because kj wanted to see her more often than her friend wanted to see her. Isn't that ridiculous: why would kj want to see someone who didn't want to see her? She knows this now most of the time but it took her three years to figure it out and sometimes she is still sad but I tell her when she gets upset that she should draw pictures with silly or mean faces and she will feel better but instead she prefers ride it out and "love anyway." That's what she says. I think that is very stupid but of course she does not listen to me so it's not my fault when she looks stunned, which she does sometimes when she is sad.
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Anyway, that is not my point. My point is that I get different things from different friends and I think you should be able to see why. For example, I can play in the water with Fernando Fish and Camilla Crab but I have to make an adjustment for Benjamin Birdie, who I met through my friend Gregory Squirrel and who likes to spend most of his time in trees, which I do with him only because he gives me free candy he finds in people's yards. And Fernando Fish and Camilla Crab cannot go anywhere near trees, and they do not roll down hills either.
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That is what I mean by different friends: you have to accept them as they are and then you and they can figure out the rest together. That is my advice for today and I think it will help you sometime to listen to me. Just don't forget to cry loud too when all else fails.
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I am not saying anything about Blogland Lane this week. But maybe I will next week.
Yours Truly,
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Emily Rabbit
P. S. Hello Harry Hare and Mr Snowbrush my mother says absolutely I cannot live with you and kj says to remind everyone to pray for Renee and her family.
Monday, August 10, 2009
The Official Blog of Blogland Lane!
Saturday, August 08, 2009
Provincetown: Family
On Wednesday I began an uninterrupted two and a half week vacation in Provincetown. I have been here almost every week for most of the summer, but this time there will be no driving back and forth to my job: just settling in with with JB, my dog Stella, my micron pen, colored pencils, camera, laptop computer, and the time and means to write at least 50 pages (I hope) of novel # 2.Friday, August 07, 2009
Six Word Saturday: WOW Part 2
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Thursday 13: Summer Mish Mash
share our personal stories of giving
Mrs. Rabbit could not explain why this picture is so small but she said Emily is not doing a very good job completing her chores especially since she started blogging. She also said it is true that nobody and nobunny cries deep from the stomach as well as Emily..
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5. It was a beautiful night. The concert was held in a park next to my back yard. The venue was surrounded by mature majestic trees and happy relaxed people. I don't go to enough concerts: I always think that when I do go because I almost always end up feeling optimistic afterwards.7. JB and I went to a wedding last weekend. The state of Connecticut has legalized gay marriage and two of our friends, together for eight years, beamed at being able to commit to one another before family and friends in a way they never imagined possible.
8. The church was magnificent:
9. The reception was held on a ship that cruised the Connecticut River for four hours. This was some experience: the ship had a stateroom that reminded me of the grandness of the Titanic before it sank, the food was great, and the dance floor--well, it wasn't empty for a second, from start to finish. And surrounding all of it was the river.
10. It's no secret I've had a very difficult year. Someday I'm going to write the story of why someone I loved so much and who I believed also loved me so much would end up describing me as selfish, needy, demanding, dysfunctional, and sometimes even worse than that. But someday will wait until a time when I can grasp what happened and I no longer struggle with loss or shame. I know full well I had a part in a cherished relationship falling apart, but I also know I am generally considered a good friend and a reasonable and decent person. I'll be glad when I can look back and feel that more good than bad came out of it all.

12. I'm not spending much time in here this summer, but this is my home office and the room where I write, blog, dream and begin. It's such a luxury to have my own room, complete with books and bookcases and a cozy little wrap around desk.
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13. Tomorrow morning at 8:00 JB and I are heading to Provincetown where I will stay for two and one half weeks. This will be the longest uninterrupted vacation I can remember taking, and I am so psyched I don't know if I'll be able to sleep tonight. I plan to work considerably on writing the first draft of my second book, a novel with some characters I know and some I don't.
Meanwhile, look for the addition of more neighbors, more houses, and more great ideas on Blogland Lane. It's happening.
And, please, pray for Renee.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Animal Wednesday: Emily Rabbit Takes Blogland Lane by Storm
Now that I've shown you Bimbimbimbie's poem (available for sale, don't forget in case kj doesn't pay me again this week), now I will show you where my mother and I live since every body's showing off their houses but this is not on Blogland Lane. My house is the third one from the left and my Uncle Alexander lives in the middle one with his wife Roweena Rabbit and their 37 little rabbits, none of whom are as smart as me and even my mother that is true.
This next picture is where we used to live before we moved to a better place. The problem that made us move what that you had to share the space with squirrels and mice and ants and even chipmunks sometimes and my mother was always upset because especially the mice made a mess with their little pellets all over the place and the squirrels and chipmunks didn't really like each other very much and you could tell because they kept having tree parties but they didn't invite one another. My mother thought that was unnecessary and she wanted them to get along but they didn't want to no matter what my mother said, even if she tried to be nice, which she did except for the one time she heard them fighting while she was trying to sleep and she got so mad she threw an acorn right at them. Afterwards she was glad she missed and hit a catepillar instead, who i think ended up losing a leg but it was not a problem.






















