Monday, July 27, 2015

All Love. All The Time

For those of you who have not been here long (and thank you for being here!) there's a picture of the lion pool of which I spoke this morning. And the river beyond it.
For an explanation of what this place means to me, you can go here. 
For some posts about our last trip to Roseland, start here, and go back.

So I've been thinking about all of this today and my boys came over and we put the pirate puzzle together, Owen and I.


It was fun. 

And then Gibson asked me to play some music and so I did and we danced. 
Oh Lord. Booty dancing extreme!

Every time I listen to that song I realize more and more how, well, possibly racist and sexist and all kinds of "ist's" it is and yet, I'm sorry. I love it. And my boys love to dance to it. 
They have no idea what they're dancing to beyond voice, guitar, bass and saxophone. 
By the time they could have a clue, they won't be dancing in Mer Mer's hallway to the Rolling Stones anymore. They'll be so over that. It will be naught but an embarrassing memory to them. 

Anyway, that's what happened and Gibson and I had a good conversation about "real" versus "not real" which included mermaids ("probably not") and bunnies ("real") and dinosaurs ("used to be real but not any more") and so forth. 
We played pirate ship with Owen on the porch swing on the side porch and X marked the spot and we were rich, rich, RICH with huge treasure chests of diamonds and rubies. There was watermelon and there were banana spiders ("Mer, do the women spiders ever eat the men spiders?" "Yes, yes they do.") and stories about when-I-was-a-child in Roseland and egg collecting. 
And when they left, there were so many hugs and kisses and I-love-you's. 
And I will see them tomorrow.

Mr. Moon is in Orlando for auction and here I am with Maurice and the chickens have put themselves to bed and I need to go collect Elvira and Lisa Marie from the side-nest they always roost in and put them in the hen house with the other girls and Mick and close them up safe for the night. 

Tomorrow I will be sixty-one. Right now I am still sixty and I shook my booty with Gibson in the hallway today and in a few days I'll be skinny dipping in the lion pool with my husband (just kidding, kids!) and Jessie has made me a chocolate cake and tomorrow I'll be eating it with all my babies at lunch and it's good. 

I am the luckiest woman on the planet. And I'd like to quote The Dishwasher right here because what he said was so profound. 
"Love, goddamn it. All love, all the time, and fuck the rest of it in the ear."

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. That little dancing guy is so stinkin' cute :)

    I loved reading about Roseland. Thanks for the links so I could enjoy. And now I know what a lion pool is. It's beautiful. It's hard to believe that this fine place you dreamed about for so long was so wonderfully restored, and that you get to stay there. Amazing.

  2. jenny_o- Isn't it like an impossible dream? I swear it is.

  3. Oh, happy Birthday to you, sweet Mary. I'm so glad you have Roseland to help you celebrate. I really enjoyed revisiting your posts about that place. It's perfect. It must be a haul from Lloyd, though.

    I'll be so close and yet so far from you this weekend at Port St. Lucie for yet another volleyball tournament with my daughter and my husband. Our last event together before she becomes a Floridian for real.

    I like to imagine that once half my babies live in your state that I will get around to knocking on your door someday. Maybe we will even dance around in your hallway because we still can. Wouldn't that be lovely :)

    Have a wonderful trip with your Mr. Moon

  4. OMG! That dance. The kid's got some moves! I am going to go watch it over and over. So cute.

    You could play Kermit the Frog's, Rainbow Connection for Gibson. A beautiful song about imagination. He is a bit little for the meaning of the song but hey, it's Kermit. I taught me kids that fairies and Santa and unicorns were real to us. I am so glad that I did because now they are 17 & 19 and "believe".

  5. Mel- That's amazing! Well, here I am. You know where to find me.

    Birdie- Interesting in that "rainbow" was one of our real or not real topics. "Real." I told him. And they are. He said he that he loves rainbows. What a darling little man he is.
    And yes- he does have some moves, doesn't he?

  6. Happy night before your birthday!

  7. Dearest Mary,
    Happy, happy birthday! I'm so glad you were born! :)
    I'm all caught up on your posts.
    Stay away from magnifying mirrors! That's the quickest way to ruin a day!
    Wash a dish or two in that dishwasher and dance around. It's all you need!

  8. Dancing to the Stones in Mer Mer's house will never be an embarrassing memory! It will be one of the most precious, and they may never stop!

  9. Happy birthday, and thanks for pointing us newbies to your older posts. I enjoyed them. As a fairly new Floridian living in Orange County (aka the place surrounding Disney World) it is good to hear there are still beautiful places so close to here. I think we need to make some day trips!

  10. Cutie booty baby :)

    That's some puzzle!

    I used to watch some ist-y crap as a kid, and it all went over my head completely. Carry On films, Eddie Murphy! I didn't even notice the Christianity in the Narnia books. NEver mind singing along to daterape anthems. Blissfully oblivious.

  11. Happy Birthday you lucky, lucky young woman, you! 61 is no big deal these days....I imagine you'll be shaking your booty with your grandkids for a couple more decades, easily! Enjoy your special day!

  12. Ah, the lion pool. I really AM going to make it over there myself one of these days.

  13. Haha! Best Dishwasher quote! I may have to laminate that and hang it in my kitchen.

  14. Some days I wonder what I have accomplished as each slips by. I guess we are just meant to live and not every moment has to have some kind of earth shattering meaning.

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