Monday, May 19, 2008

reading

Finished reading "The Dress Lodger". Totally enjoyed it. Learned a lot about cholera and grave robbing in the 19th century. It was also faintly reminiscent of "The Crimson Petal and the White" by Michael Faber. I've realized that I'm drawn to books about nuns and prostitutes which leads me to believe that I was probably one or both in a previous life.

Am now reading "The Sinner" by Tess Gerritsen. It's about the murder of a pregnant nun... see what I mean?

I will be on vacation in less than 4 days.

And to make up for the embarrassing fact that I'm in bed before 9pm every damn night I am designing my next tattoo.

Sage Claire

Great niece #2 was born this morning around 3am. I'm told she is lovely and that she has monkey feet like the rest of my eldest sister's progeny. I can not WAIT to see her! I'm going to hold her and kiss her and rock her and squeeze her and give her back to her mama when she poops.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

a size 8 feels so good I'll buy a 9


For John's birthday, which isn't until the end of September by the way, we're going to the June 8th Red Sox game at Fenway. I've been waiting since Wednesday to make sure I was actually getting the tickets. I was planning a whole scavenger hunt for him. With clues and dead-ends and all that jazz. Fun-stuff. But then I got too hyper about it and told him Friday on my lunch break. He was very happy.


Spent way too much money at TJ Maxx today. But I had such a good time and I found really great deals. Keen sandals for a fraction of the cost. That's them above. Lots of feet pictures lately.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

progress

My big toe and the ball of my foot are still numb. But not quite as numb as earlier today. I'm told this is to be expected for a few days. Quite uncomfortable. Makes walking in Birkenstocks interesting. Tomorrow I will attempt the treadmill. I'm shooting for a half an hour. Got to start somewhere. Last night I was so tired I was asleep by 8:30pm.

Reading "The Dress Lodger" by Sheri Holman. Like it. It's a bit gruesome so I can't read and snack. Another plus.

Monday, May 12, 2008

hoofin' it


I gots myself a bunion. Went to Dr. Scanlon a couple hours ago and he shot me with cortisone. It hurt like a summin-a-mitch. Now my foot's numb. But anything is an improvement. He said probably surgery down the road, but for now we're gonna give this a whirl. I just want to be able to go back to running pretty soon. I miss is it even though I hate it.
Yesterday was very nice. We had brunch with John's sister and brother-in-law and nephews and niece-in-law. It was fun. The kids are a blast. Then we picked up a lily for Julie's tombstone. She is very missed.
Dug around in the flower-bed for a couple of hours yesterday. Raked and cleaned and chopped and hoed. Looks lovely now. Although today it never got above 50. Felt more like November than May.
Such an old lady I am, with my bunion and my gardening. I swear to Buddha my next blog is gonna be about tattoos and Jack Daniels.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

meep-meep

I can't believe how clean our living room is now. I've vacuumed and dusted my little heart out. I've donated to the Salvation Army and the local landfill and woo-hoo. There's a whole other couch beneath those books and blankets and various wires and cable plugs. Also today I cleaned Bea's food and poop areas and semi-weeded my flower beds. I have not, however, changed out of my pajamas or brushed my teeth. I talked to Angie on the phone for an hour and made a pot of coffee and a lasagna.

Tomorrow is Mama's Day. I will be giving my Mama her present in person in 2 weeks. That's short-hand for: I'm a horrible daughter and I've forgotten about Mother's Day and didn't get my Mama anything yet and I suck big time. John informed me we're going out for lunch with his sister and her family tomorrow. That should be fun. I like eating out.

Finished reading "Murder on a Hot Tin Roof" -- my favorite yet of the Paige Turner mysteries.
Now reading "The Madam" by Julianna Baggott. And also "The Dress Lodger" by Sheri Holman.

Friday, May 9, 2008

everywhere daddy daddy


Today I am in hate with my hair. I've been putting off getting my do done. I wanted to let it grow a little before I have it re-colored. But I was trying on dresses earlier today and the dressing room lights were not kind. I have 2 inches of really dark root and brassy ends and it's just sitting there on my head. I am a hideous beastie. So I fled from the store to my car and immediately dialed my salon... only to find out that my hair-chick no longer works there. Has it really been that long? So I ask for the other hair-chick that I trust and... she can't fit me in until next Friday. An entire week I have to go. I may pull a Sylvia Plath before then. I suppose I could go elsewhere. But my hair place is super affordable and I super-duper trust them. For now, I guess I'll have to wear a super-super-duper hat.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

good law...

Yesterday I awaken to John standing at the foot of the bed: "Honey, we have a problem."
I sit straight up, "Whassamatter?"
"Well, they're showing the 'Munsters' on every channel."
"Huh?"
"Yeah, everyone's green."

We were up until 11:30 last night assembling our new entertainment center and flat screen television. Things and stuff and more things. John's happy. No. John's HAPPY!!! Before the television he only told me he loved me every half hour. Now it's every 15 minutes. I figured we had to make a whole event out of it so I bought myself a hot air popcorn maker. I can tolerate a great number of things so long as there are salty snacks involved.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

artsy fartsy


Today I am in love with the color green and with folk art and homemade things and the people who make them. I am jealous and inspired and in awe.
This is a pottery piggy bank Wendy gave me. I love his ears. He's sitting on top of a quilt I begged off of my mama.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Just read "The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox" by Maggie O'Farrell. A sad and fascinating book. Next on my list is Du Maurier's "Rebecca" and "Murder on a Hot Tin Roof" by Amanda Matetsky.

Yesterday I took a vacation day because it was my last day of alone-time (day). Barnes and Noble, Old Navy, Target and Burlington Coat Factory. Bought these big ol' earrings for 4 dollars. They jingle like sleigh bells.
John's back from Florida. It was an emotionally trying trip. Now I think he has a sort of post-traumatic depression if you will. Also a few funny stories I could relate but he and I are having some copyright disputes. I'll let it be this time, but in the future I will not hesitate to get my lawyer involved. I'm claiming half ownership of all of his funny stories.

Friday, May 2, 2008

swf

The Book Barn in Niantic, CT is one of my favorite places. It's book chaos. They have more books than my sister Wendy and I combined. I know... that's a lot of books! So I was on their website earlier today because I've been searching for a particular book and have had zero luck finding it anywhere. I e-mailed them. They're on the case. Anyways, I found this picture <--. It's from their final Harry Potter party last July. That's Mr. Book Barn handing out fresh copies of The Deathly Hallows. Look at the expressions on the kids faces. Gives me the warmest of fuzzies. I'm such a Harry Potter fan. Completely enamored with the whole thing. But I still haven't read Deathly Hallows. At work last year, about 3 days before it was released, I threw myself on top of about 200 copies all packaged and wrapped in black shrink wrap with bright orange warning signs and heavily armed security guards. Alright alright, there were no security guards. But I did lay across 200 copies of Deathly Hallows. I don't know what came over me. Someone coaxed me off and after that they put the books in racks about 50 feet in the air. All that, and when it finally came down to it, I couldn't bring myself to say good-bye. I know what happens for the most part, but I just... nope.