Wednesday, May 18, 2011

musings



Maybe I'm misremembering, but isn't that skirt I'm wearing an exact replica of the skirt Frauline Maria wore on her way to meet the Von Trapp family? When they all told her how ugly her clothes were? In the mirror, I swear the skirt looked cute. This is one reason I hate pictures. From now on, I am not going to be in any more pictures. Then it won't bother me that pictures are being taken. But look at my hair: thanks to our camera's poor resolution (it was on clearance 10 years ago) you can hardly tell I've been cutting it myself for 8 months.

New topic: I discovered librivox.org recently, a site where you can download audiobooks for free or volunteer to read them into the public domain yourself. I listened to their rendition of Wives and Daughters. Some of the chapters were read by people whose voices were pleasant to listen to; some chapters were read by people whose monotone made me wonder if they were somehow making recordings postmortem. Anyway, back when I had a baby to hold (which was wonderful, don't get me wrong) I would sometimes fantasize about the days when all my kids would be grown and out of the house and how nice it would be. Then I blinked and my son was getting baptized and my youngest was four, and I realized I wasn't in such a hurry for my kids to grow up. And I started getting worried about what I would do with myself when they were. Now I know: I'm going to record books for librivox. Sure, my voice is nasally and maybe I've got no future in radio. But you should see how captivated my kids are when I read stories to them. I think there must be some talent there.

2 comments:

LD said...

Do it!! You would be awesome to listen to. I'm so glad you are planning things to do when we are living together post-husbands....I"m not morbid, it's just bound to happen that we will outlive Marcus and Jake, it's in our genes.

Marianne & Clayton said...

You're crazy. The first thing I thought of when I saw this picture was how chic you looked with your cute short hair and wearing shades of charcoal. Ask Clayton, you were possibly the only Firth relative that I remember from my wedding day (that I didn't already know, of course) because I was so taken with the "pretty blond with the adorable curly, short hair."

And I cannot wait to check out that site.