Saturday, October 31, 2009

Merry All Hallow's Eve!

Friday, October 30, 2009

Mae-Mae's getting into the Halloween spirit by reading him some Joe Hill. You should too. Joe Hill writes like a demon on fire.

They fit together like puzzle pieces.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

I'm rather unwell. My head is rockin' and my sinus cavities feel like smashed thumbs. I ate a pain pill on an empty stomach earlier and found myself sitting on the bathroom floor in the dark with my shirt in my lap. John pressed cold wash cloths to my face and neck and after a few minutes the horror passed and I was able to make my way back to bed. I've been out of work for two days now with this nonsense. I feel like a hot-shit sandwich.

Earlier I had to "take care" of a tiny half-mangled, but still breathing bird, that Ernie proudly carried out of the woods. I won't give any more details. It was upsetting and I'm afraid if I divulged what I decided had to be done, no one would love me anymore. Because of said deed, I'm now convinced that I'm coming back in my next life as a worm. A big fat delicious and decidedly slow-ass worm.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Our coffee maker finally crapped out on us so we took the bull by the horns and got ourselves a Keurig. We took it out of the box, set it up, purged it a couple of times and then made our first cup. It was like watching a baby take its first steps. That's how excited we were. Standing over the Keurig with our arms wrapped around one another, all grins and beatific smiles. We're happy.

Last night we attended Kendall's christening. Being an ex-Southern Baptist kind of chick, this was my first christening. It was very lovely and very fast and it was performed by Father John who was one of the three (yes, 3!) priests that John and I were seated with at Chris and Shari's wedding reception. Father John was the first priest I'd ever met. He's a schmoozer with a great voice and he tells a really good story. After the christening everyone headed back to the Ternowchek commune, which, by the way, was housing 4 new people. That's 11 total. I'm pretty sure that qualifies them for some sort of tax exemption. We ate and drank and kissed babies and wrangled children and it was raining heavily and nearly 70 degrees. Then we headed back home and watched Paranormal Activity. Scary-ass movie.

Other stuff going on: Reading way too many books at one time. "Pride and Prejudice", "The #1 Ladies Detective Agency", "Defending Angels"... Trying to cram them all in before November 1st when I'll begin NaNoWriMo and won't have time to read.

Am also heading back home in a few weeks to spend some time with Mama and Daddy and also to attend my 15th high school reunion. So for all of those folks out there who keep sending me Facebook messages: Have no fear. Your gathering will have no shortage of snarkily inappropriate/profane comments. Jan will be there.

Monday, October 19, 2009


A few pretty things to look upon.

A couple memorable quotes from the past week:

"Mama! You need to come home right now! Dusty's (the dog) got his head stuck in the Barbie doll van and I can't get it out!"

"Mom, can I borrow those shorts? Okay good, cause I want to wear them to school next week on 'Tacky Day'."

I had so much fun with these two. We talked a lot and ate a lot.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

On his way to pick up coffee for us this morning, John snapped this picture of our pond on his cellphone. It's Autumn here in New England. Later, we took a ride to the orchard and grabbed some Macoun apples and a gallon of fresh cider. How freakin' festive am I?

I cleaned the fridge out and bleached the toilet and sinks and now I need to start packing for my vacation.

Finished reading "Among The Mad". Woof. Now I'm giving Martha Grimes a whirl.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Completely ridiculous but terribly funny.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Right, so remember when I decided I was gonna run that 10k?

Not a whole lot of running going on over here. Kept with it for like 2 weeks and then my foot finally decided it didn't want anything to do with me or my fancy running ideas and it blowed up like a puffer fish. So I'm nixing the 10k.

Now I've gone and joined this:

I know it's probably just an excuse for me to buy a conversation-starter t-shirt. But at least it won't agitate my swolled up hoof.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

I'm giving ya'll a shout out from what has become a freakin' veritable infirmary for sore kit-tays and middle-aged men with irritable bowels. Then there's me. Bleeding like a stuck pig. Oddly enough, I'm in a pretty okay mood for someone who's been hissed at and had to endure the smells and sounds emanating from a man she frequently sees naked. But like I already said... I'm really in no position to pass judgement.

It turned out to be a beautiful day. Warmer than previous days and thus a nice preparation for my upcoming Savannah trip. Eight more days.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

I'm yapping kinda early this morning cause I've already swilled down coffee and three espresso truffles and we've already taken Ernesto to have him shot full of vaccinations and it's raining like a bastard out and so it's dark and moody and it's just my sort of weather so even though I know I need to go grocery shopping cause all we have to eat in the house is a couple cans of beans and some left over wonton soup I'm really just content to sit here and create little scenarios on polyvore and swill my coffee and eat my truffles.

Song I can't get enough of: "Smokers Outside The Hospital" by the Editors. I threw it up over yonder on the playlist. It's my most recent OCD song. Beats the hell out of "Womanizer" which is the last OCD song I had running through my brain and which caused me to give serious thought to sticking my head in the oven.

Friday, October 2, 2009

I have a bit of a love hate relationship with the apple tree that hangs over our front porch. Sometimes I'm convinced it's out to maim me. I'm frequently poked in the eye by its branches when I'm on my way to the compost heap. And it's drawn blood a time or two if I happen to get too close. Scratching my arms and pulling my hair like some bar-room trollop. Other times I love it because it's so cool and creepy in that cool, creepy apple tree way. All reminiscent of Dorothy and the Scarecrow and the surly apple-chucking apple trees in the Wizard of Oz. The cats love it. They climb and dangle and smack all of the sad little gnarly fallen apples. I don't know... John snapped this shot yesterday. One tiny apple hanging on for dear life.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Needed to feel a bit more festive so I redesigned my layout. This could turn out to be like last time so don't anyone get too used to this look.

What I'm reading: "Among The Mad" by Jacqueline Winspear. Honestly, it's taking me forever cause I'm just not into it. I'm also semi-reading "The #1 Ladies Detective Agency", which is a book I've sort of happily avoided for nearly 10 years but Lynn gave me a copy so I'm feeling obligated. I didn't think I would hate it because I happened to catch part of the movie/tv series the other night and I saw Jill Scott was in it and hey, I like Jill Scott, but guess what? I still don't like it.

Mostly what I've been doing with my time is watching bootleggah downloads of Miss Marple on YouTube and riding the crimson wave of womanhood. I took a stroll down the drive way earlier and though it was pretty and autumnal, I nearly froze my ninnies off. Right this minute, it's 53 degrees.

P.S. That's our Ernesto Pantusso in the header. He's splendid and exquisite and chock full o' pretty. He's also quite handy at ridding the world of small rodents so if any one out there's got themselves a squirrel infestation I could be talked into whoring him out.