Monday, June 29, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Life is Fragile
Killing the Gossip and Designer Shoes
Fast shower.
Faster makeup.
Race Lia to doggie daycare.
Make Zoe's vet appointment on time (we're there) because she doesn't brush her teeth like she should.
Walking back to car, left shoe falls off left foot heel.
Whatever.
Get to office parking lot. Hang parking tag; grab keys. Get out of car.
Walk to passenger side and open door. Grab purse and brief case (actually, a Joe's produce bag).
Look at feet.
WTF?
OK - WAIT!
These are Franco Sarto shoes - so we all know some shoe designers are more funky than others.
They were purchased 2 summers ago and have been on closet shelf until today.
The reason the left shoe fell loose is that IT is an 8.5 size and the right is an 8!
But even if it WASN'T Parisian's HALF-OFF SALE, don't they check to make sure the shoes match? If the right foot fit, why try on the left - besides, it's in the shoe box upside down like a mummy wrapped with pretty tissue.
So: For now...let's pretend I'm NOT wearing mis-matched shoes today and just call me AVANT GARDE!
Oy.
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009
True Friends
They have the guts to tell you the truth where others will avoid you -
They're gentle but they get the point across very well -
They give you time to defend yourself when you know you deserve this ass-kicking -
And you love them more afterwards than you did a moment earlier; it strengthens your bond and brings you closer as 'friend-family'...
You wouldn't give them up for the world and you must remember to say:
Cactus Flowers in Michigan
Monday, June 22, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Fab and Funny
don't you just love giggling over hoity toity stuff?
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
...bliss...
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...more Love Letters...
Monday, June 15, 2009
...this is why...
Lar's Fish Bench
Friday, June 12, 2009
Happy Friday ~
...and what are your plans for the weekend?..........
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Home vs. Out
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
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3/4 cup butter, softened
3/4 cup peanut butter
1 cup packed brown sugar
1/2 cup granulated sugar
2 tsp. baking powder
1/4 tsp. salt
2 eggs
1 tsp. vanilla
2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 cup strawberry jam
4 cups small whole strawberries, halved or quartered
Directions:
1. Heat oven to 350 degrees F. Line 13x9x2-inch baking pan with foil, extending foil beyond the edges. Set aside.
2. In large mixing bowl beat butter and peanut butter on medium to high for 30 seconds. Beat in sugars, baking powder, and salt until combined. Add eggs and vanilla; beat until combined. Beat in as much flour as you can with mixer. Stir in remaining flour.
3. Spread dough in prepared pan. Bake 25 minutes or until top is lightly browned and toothpick inserted near center comes out clean.
4. Cool completely on rack. Remove from pan by lifting foil. Spread jam and top with berries. Cut into bars. Serve at once or refrigerate up to 6 hours. Makes 24 bars
Make Ahead: Wrap the peanut butter base in foil; store at room temperature up to 24 hours. Before serving, top with jam and berries. Or freeze the peanut butter base in a freezer container up to 3 months.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Waterproof ~
Write to Mabelline Corp. and remind them not everything they make is fucking waterproof!
World Peace
Speaking in Cairo, the president says the United States and Muslims can unite to confront violent extremism across the globe and advance the timeless search for peace in the
Well. many other presidents gave it a try.
I can't walk and chew gum.
This man is going to take on changes in our own country and across the world.
wow.
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Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Mr. Mustard and Doris
check out this unique artist and her "story"
Can A Maple Tree Grow In a Gutter?
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Do Over...
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This blog may end up being about my backyard. Small - but significant to me. Or maybe it will evolve into something dynamic. Or, probably something somewhere in between.
We'll see.
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pots of petunias....purple...whites...
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Some people go home after work to chores: dinner, cleanup, walk the dog(s), pay bills, shovel horse shit: I sit on a squishey rocker listening to a waterfall.
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Why did I get orange and red? I'm a purple/pink/white/pale yellow girl.
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W A L K E R S
And then...there's the walker thing. My mother HATED it, even tho she alone was as wobbly as a wind-up toy and needed the security. Her pride made her hand paint the dam thing - that made it cooler, you see.
I, on the other hand, will have NO PROBLEM using such equipment if needed. Snap! This is a cool wheelie-thingey:
cruise & sit a spell - like it.
cruise to party store. sit a spell. pick up a six-pack and some smokes. groovy.
cruise to the grocer. sit a spell. pick up bread, wine and cheese. some grapes. cruise to edward hines. party down.
AND one can beef up their wheelie and modify it. they sell PARTS - LIKE a hip replacement.
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or...there's the Tenessee Walker No.1
...or No. 2...
...I like No. 3...you?
OR: There's Mr. Mustard and his WALKIES - Doris included.
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hopefully this page is cleared of those irritating Christmas Trees. Well...they're irritating in JUNE!
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AND...if they still appear on this page - ignore them.
NEVER GO BACKWARDS IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FER'YA.
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