Why is the queen red?

And here I wish I could tell you half the things Alice used to say, beginning with her favorite phrase `Let's pretend.' She had had quite a long argument with her sister only the say before -- all because Alice had begun with `Let's pretend we're kings and queens;' and her sister, who liked being very exact, had argued that they couldn't, because there were only two of them, and Alice had been reduced at last to say, `Well, you can be one of them then, and I'll be all the rest."
 
We have started "through the looking glass" and of course I am just breathing it in so far.  This book is far less popular, though everyone knows of tweeddledum and dee, (not to mention the jabberwocky) and they all come from this one.   But I have one question: why is the queen red?  When I think of chess I usually think of black and white pieces, not red and white.  Do I just have the wrong sort of chess set?  Are older chess sets made with red and I am just ignorant of this fact?  Or does it have nothing to do with chess at all and I have only just read the first chapter of the book and getting way ahead of myself?  

I have another question: what is Wednesday week?  You see, when spouting off the things for which the black kitten needed punishing, Alice said that she should save all of the punishments up for Wednesday week. I looked online and all that popped up at first was a band by that name.  I didn't have the time or energy to look further then the first page so that is why I am asking you, my brilliant readers.  Do you know what Wednesday week is?  It is a concept that sounds interesting, saving things up?  I could tell my children that they can only fight on Wednesday week and perhaps that would cut down on the arguments in this house?  Ah well, worth a shot!

Oh the sun is out!  Truly lovely, as it has been raining since last night.  Oh and it was a delicious rain too - lots of wind, the rain pounding down sideways.  I expected thunder or even hail at any moment!   It made for a cozy kind of evening (when we were not out in the rain that is) and although I am very ready for warmer weather, I loved my last gasp of winter.
  

We had a birthday party for uncle last night.  A fun evening of balloons and bubbles!

Love it!  My baby girl will be 4 in less then 2 weeks.  We are going to spend the morning at the zoo if anyone wants to join us.  She wants to feed the giraffe.

She worked so hard to pop that balloon and oh when it finally went so was so proud!  Funny, the things we want so badly to be able to do as kids.  What was the purpose exactly of popping the balloon?  I'm sure she didn't know, but uncle and daddy were popping balloons so she had to pop them too! 

Ayla loved chasing the bubbles and so wanted to play with the bubble gun Uncle had gotten as a birthday present.  They love going to auntie and uncles house.  So many fun things to do!

 

"Do you hear the snow against the window-panes, Kitty? How nice and soft it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside. I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again." And when they wake up in the summer, Kitty, they dress themselves all in green, and dance about -- whenever the wind blows -- oh, that's very pretty!"

We should all think like this.  Joy, perhaps that should be the title of my post.  This is joy, at least to me. It is real imagination and seeing peace, love and innocents at every turn.  Some may argue that it is not real, practical or even right.  That I am looking through rose colored glasses thinking that this is a way to look at life at all and that ignorance will be my downfall.  But I disagree; this is how things SHOULD be (though I am well aware they are not).  I am not a trusting person naturally.  Some people instinctually trust everyone until someone gives them reason not too - I do not.  I am cynical and questioning naturally so perhaps I see this as something I so long for because it seems so far from me.   Perhaps the best way to explain it is this looks like heaven to me.  Some people get grumpier and "older" with age.  I want to become more innocent and childlike the older I get.  I shall have to think on this more - it opens up a whole world of possibilities after all! 

May you all be blessed this day!  Blow bubbles, re-seed a dandelion, pick up a penny off the ground and shout with joy at such luck you had to find it!  Take a moment to leave behind the exhaustion that comes with living too much and trust that for a moment, right now, you are blessed and everything is going to be ok.