Tuesday, June 28, 2011

ran dumb

You know it's been a tight month when you're counting out dimes...
the quarters are gone already.

The majority of texts between me and Dan are about whether we have dog food, the dogs have been fed or one of us has bought dog food.

If mustard were a cash crop, I'd be a rich woman.

love these...


That barrel shower stall is freaking brilliant. Nothing new under the sun, I know, but... damn.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

So Beautiful or So What

Monday, June 20, 2011

Summer Boy

That boy of mine will be 5 years old tomorrow.
I say this every year, but... how is that possible???
(My camera phone is having some kind of heat issue.)

We had us a big old Spider-man partay on Saturday.

And Disneyland was last week.
Also in part for the end of preschool and middle school.
He bought a Cap'n Jack Sparrow hat with his own money.

These crazy girls will be going to High School next year. God help us.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

It's like a whole other planet, less than 100 miles away

U.K. Heiress Buys America's Most Expensive Mansion

Several gift-wrapping rooms?

Downsizing to a 15,555-square-foot condominium?

Who are these fucking people?


Saturday, June 11, 2011

six degrees of Amanda Plummer

Dan's watching Freejack which features Amanda Plummer who made me think of The Fisher King, one of my favorites. God love Terry Gilliam and Jeff Bridges. Not to mention David Johansen (also in Freejack) and Scrooged and that brings us to Bill Murray and The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou at which point my brain explodes from the love of it.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Lykke Li - I Follow Rivers

This song makes me think of Addrienne...

Friday, June 3, 2011

I should not be allowed on the Internet

I really don't know what is the matter with me, but I just cannot help myself. I somehow discovered Bitossi ceramics today and I think I have a new obsession.

This stuff was made in Italy in the mid 20th century. Apparently the designer for Bitossi that I really like is Aldo Londi who made these pieces with blue and turquoisy green glaze and stamped patterns. I have a bid pending on ebay for this round one, one of the few pieces in my price range.

Londi also created a line of animal figurines in this same style.

This rectangular vase literally brings a lump to my throat and the suggestion of tears to my eyes. What the hell is the matter with me? Why would pottery affect me so. Believe me, not all pottery does. But that color. And the patterns. I can't buy it right now, with Austin's birthday coming up. But damn if I'm not tempted.

There's more -- reproductions are still being made.


I have only respect for the work Dr. Jack Kevorkian did and am saddened at the news of his death.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

watch your step

While scouting a spot to plant a(nother) loquat tree given to me by a coworker, I stepped on a used, rusty horseshoe that was lying in wait in the weeds with its nails pointing UP. The wound itself isn't bad, but I went to urgent care to get a tetanus shot just in case.

But wait a minute, I'm sure you must be thinking to yourself, does Stephanie even have horses?

NO! I do not!

I do, however, have a heaping pile of rusty horseshoes and a husband who fancies himself some kind of Renaissance Man who must own every tool ever invented and random crap that he may or may not weld into Great Art. Or at least a coat rack.

So after I got home from urgent care [where I was told that my blood pressure was a little high (no shit, I was pissed)], I put on my big girl boots and some gloves and picked up the horseshoes. My own mother said at least it was me that stepped on it and not one of the kids. Thanks, Mom. Not that I disagree, but if we're rooting for anyone to step on a rusty nail that used to hold a piece of iron onto the bottom of a horse's hoof, shouldn't it be Dan?

But karma is not to be avoided. He broke his toe while trying to get to bed in the dark. Don't think I didn't laugh at him.