i carry your heart with me (i carry it
in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
Last Friday night, Jon asked if he could take me to the Grounds for Sculpture on Saturday. Of course I said yes! We made sure to take a ton of pictures.
Panther statues. Jon in a vine-covered pathway. Me looking out at the water. Hand blown giant old school Coke bottle ( VERY IMPRESSIVE)
Monet’s Lily Garden Willow tree. My favorite sculpture. Daisies. Woman with a parasol surrounded by fake poppies.
Giant Lily from a Pond. Jon taking a picture of me taking a picture. Jon looking at a wood hanging sculpture. Peacock.
Monet painting. Statue I enjoy. View of what Monet is painting. Woman in a tub statue.
Hydrangea. Crazy wire and glass sculpture. Mini Sculpture with giraffes. Me making a face at this guy’s inappropriate actions.
Two pictures of my love. The first one was taken right after he ate all the cookie dough pieces out of my ice cream. The second at Teresa’s in Princeton, where we had lunch.
This sequence should be titled Frankie’s typical eating habits. I asked Jon to take a picture of me and my ice-cream. He told me mid photo I had some on my nose. I wiped it off. Then I was half sad to smile again because my ice cream was melting. This ice cream is from Halo Pub (also in Princeton), and let me tell you IT IS DELICIOUS. I had Tahiti Vanilla on top and Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough on the Bottom. Both were amazing but if you only get one, get the Tahiti Vanilla (it’s the best vanilla ice cream ever.)
Overall it was a GREAT day, minus some overly hot weather!
Have you heard of the olive theory? Well, I don’t believe in this theory, mainly because Jon and I both really like olives. It works out well for us because when we’re at the store, and I say, “Should we get some olives?” I never have to hear Jon say, “Ew no. I hate olives.” Anyway while our mutual love of olives is pretty awesome, it’s not reason number 2 why I am lucky to love Jon. Instead this reason has to do with a mutual fear…
Last week, I was checking out the veggie garden at Dean’s house, and when I looked down, I saw a
fake snake coiled around the base of a tomato plant. “Ah!” I said, then, to Dean’s nephew, “Did you put that fake snake there to try to scare me?” Then as he was saying “wha..” the snake’s head moved, and I immediately about faced, and ran (a la Richard Gere in Runaway Bride) towards the screened in porch, while yelling, “Oh my God EWWW there’s a snake in the garden!” Now, while my reaction was quite ridiculously cliché, I did have sandals on. Nobody wants a snake slithering across their bare feet- gross.
While, there’s nothing more cliché than a somewhat-girly girl being terrified of snakes, the significant part of the story is what happens next. Dean caught the snake, and he and his nephew carried it onto the patio, his nephew yelling, “Come on Frank, Face your fear!” So after my ridiculous reaction I had to go face to face with snake, and while doing that, take this picture.
Here’s the awesome part, Jon was sitting on the sofa in the screened in porch, with his feet up and his toes curled under. No one noticed Jon’s quiet inconspicuous refusal to face his phobia, no one- except me. And can I tell you… I was smitten. Oscar Wilde said, “You don’t love a person for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.” Jon was singing his song about being terrified of all things creepy crawly, and it was music to my heart. I’m lucky to love Jon for our mutual fear of snakes, mine blazingly obvious and cliché, his not-so-much.
How about you?
Do you and your significant other have mutual fears?
Is there something totally non-cliche about him/her that you just adore?
I’d love to hear.
1/2 Vidalia/ yellow onion
1/2 red pepper
1 cup corn
3 cloves of garlic
1/2 cup bread crumbs
1 tablespoon of chili powder
1/2 tablespoon Cajun spiceChop up onions, garlic, and red pepper in the food processor. Remove it from food processor. Rinse Goya black bean soup in a strainer under water. Then put them in food processor, and process. Take beans out, place in bowl, mix in eggs, chili powder, Cajun spice, and bread crumbs. Then add the veggies and the corn. Form burgers. Place burgers on hot pan, cook on each side for about 4 minutes, Put cheddar cheese on top and then place in 350 degree oven for about 10 minutes.
Then put finished burgers on delicious whole wheat buns, that were previously toasted, Add baby arugula and tomato. Put hot sauce/mayo mixture on bread top, Bite into your delicious burger! YUMMMY.