Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Movie Review- Bridesmaids



Let me begin with what may be one of the most important facts of this movie. IT IS NOT A CHICK FLICK. Yes, it is called Bridesmaids and is about a ritual that strikes at the core of women but it's filled with comedy so base and raunchy it will reduce any male to helpless laughter. I know this because I went with a male friend I have known for over a decade and in all that time I have never seen him laugh so hard, so loud, or so long. In fact, he was still doubling over as he relived scenes on our walk out of the theater to our cars, he almost hit another car in the parking lot because his eyes were streaming with laughter tears, his partner had to tell him to shut up when he recounted yet another scene while we were eating dinner (there are NO dinner conversation appropriate scenes in this movie), and finally, when I texted him this morning ‘Are you still laughing?’ all I got back was ‘hmmm grmph waahhhaaaaa’ which I’m pretty sure translates as yes. So there is one ringing endorsement for the success of the movie.

As for me, I did find it to be wildly funny for much of the time, ala The Hangover, which is not surprising as Judd Apatow is one of the  producers (which is good news for him as I heard Hangover II sucks big time- and not in a funny way). Here are my issues with with the movie. At over 2 hours there were several scenes that should have been cut completely or at least edited down. Namely, the one where Annie makes a gourmet cupcake from scratch with a fondant hand painted orchid on the top, stares at it longingly (really longingly and for a really long time) and finally eats it. I’m sure this was a big metaphysical moment in the film- the culmination of her feelings of loss and worthlessness over something she loves and a part of herself but honestly, it never comes up again so the point is lost. Yes, she owned a bakery and it failed but nothing more ever happens to that story line so why not save the money and the necessity for me to make a trip to the ladies room (2 hours and one 32 oz Diet Coke is more than my aging bladder can handle).

Also, please note this is an R movie and given the content I would not advise taking any person under the age of 18- no matter how sexually advanced they are- because they have pushed the R boundary to within minutes of an X. The f-word is used as a comma and even the c-word makes an appearance which is very unfortunate as I hate that word more than any other and really do not understand why it should EVER be used by anyone (I only think it about my husband’s ex and she has done some evil shit to us). Be prepared to expand your longshoreman vocabulary.

Finally, let me preface this comment by saying I am not a person who likes scatological humor. Vomiting, diarrhea, intestinal disorders, gas…none of these are funny to me, just gross. There is an extended, closely detailed scene about food poisoning while in a posh bridal store and I was so disgusted I wanted to leave (and come back when they were finished). Obviously, this is just me, because even the seniors in the audience (of which there were many) were howling. I’m just warning you.

All of that aside this is still a very very funny movie and one worth seeing. Just be prepared to see women acting as bad, vulgar, and disgusting as men. Not sure that’s something to aspire to but it's something that may make you laugh.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Monday Adventure- Memorial Day

1. Bridesmaids- the movie
2. Friends
3. Wine
4. Ribs
5. Cheddar Cornbread
6. Chocolate milkshakes

A perfect day! Hope everyone got to relax and enjoy some nice weather!

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Brace(let) Yourself

As you know I recently embraced the large floral ring trend thanks to my fashionable sister-in-law but when it comes to jewelry multiple rings are not really my thing (for which my husband’s wallet is grateful). Maybe because I don’t pay a lot of attention to my hands; I don’t get manicures or spend hours shaping my nails into perfect ovals. They’re clean and that’s about as far as I’ll go.

For a number of reasons bracelets are more interesting. One, it may be an outdated fashion rule, but I don’t like my glasses and earrings to clash so I stick largely with silver, gold, and copper earrings. Anything too big also feels odd as if there is simply too much going on around my face. Two, another personal preference, necklace and earrings should, to some degree, match. OK, you’ve now decided I’m one of those matchy-matchy people, which I’m really not except when it comes to jewelry. I would have been so happy in the old days when they made sets of everything and you got a necklace, bracelet, earrings, and if you were really rich, a tiara. All the work done for you!

Earlier this year I indulged my bracelet love with the purchase below (after almost two years of looking at cuff bracelets- I was so ahead of this trend) but instead of being satisfied I’ve continued bookmarking images of other lovelies I’d like to own. It might be because I’m actually contemplating showing my wrists after a long winter and damp chilly seemingly unending spring. Mind you, I did not say arms. We have yet to hit above 60 degrees for more than 3 days so I’m simply considering layering and ¾ length sleeves.


Anthropologie, $38


Here are few of my favorites.

Energy Muse makes beautiful intention-based jewelry. Each stone is carefully chosen for its spiritual properties and each piece arrives with a detailed scroll explaining how it was made. You can choose to believe or not but I find them inspiring and like to feel that I am getting a little extra help when I need it!

Prosperity                                   Transformation



Mandy Allen Metal Arts- anodized aluminum, light and fun for summer


When (if) I want to splurge Carelle makes gorgeous, colorful pieces. On my wish list...
18kt gold w/ rhodolite and diamonds

Love the color and fun of these


What category of jewelry most attracts you? Or does jewelry leave you cold?

Friday, May 27, 2011

What I Love This Week- Saint Cupcake



Ode to my favorite frivolous little friend. There are those who deride you for your smallness, who decry the effort of your completion against your mightier cousin, the cake, with its simplistic two layers to bake and frost. Others think you must be improved upon and enhanced by fillings of peanut butter, pudding, or melted chocolate and decorated with sugar leaves and towering mounds of frostings made from exotic ingredients.

I stand as a purist in the sweet fluffy land of cupcakes. No fillings, no gewgaws, no fancy flavors- all of which often serve to hide the sad truth of a dry, crumbly mouthful of cake that neither satisfies or inspires. There is no need for such frippery when you are properly made.

Here then are the pinnacles of the cupcake world; the standard bearers by which all cupcakes should be measured and the only 3 combinations that deserve the name. Chocolate w/ vanilla buttercream frosting, vanilla w/ chocolate buttercream frosting, and chocolate w/ chocolate buttercream frosting (a bit decadent and for special occasions only). Beautifully, consistently made by the always friendly bakers at Saint Cupcake.

And thank you for being located in a more out of the way neighborhood from my house. If you were any closer I would be tempted to over-indulge thereby spiraling downward into a cycle of binging and self-loathing. As it is you are my front line of relief from disturbia, crankiness, and the hormonal blues.


Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Advance Notice


There’s something going on inside me these days and it’s reaching the point where I’m afraid my head is going to split open and some slimy alien is going to fall out. Either that or I will start speaking in tongues.
I’ve noticed posts from various bloggers I follow on how they’re feeling lately and there does seem to be a low level of agita out there. I have a dear friend who says that divine discontent (as she calls it) is just the universe’s way of bringing something wonderful to fruition in your life. It’s a lovely thought but my response has always been, “OK, I get it now bring it on! I’m ready, I’m tired of waiting and feeling bad, let’s do this”. Apparently, though, that’s not how the universe works and it is her schedule not ours. So, I wait and stew and grind my teeth and try to write and self-medicate with junk food.
I know the genesis of this go-round. It was the loss of a job for the second time in five years while hurtling downhill towards 50 with no brakes. I’ve been coping but the witches’ brew of thoughts and emotions- not all negative, mind you- has been growing and I’m afraid it’s going to come out here which is really scary. Mostly because a blog should be entertaining and I don’t want to alienate (or more importantly, BORE) the 10 people who follow me and any others who drop by on occasion.
I’ll let Mary Oliver close this post as she says it better than I can.

 
The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

* Maxabella loves...: Come, pull up a chair

* Maxabella loves...: Come, pull up a chair

Every once in awhile I come across something in my blog reading that so resonates I have to borrow it from the author in lieu of coming up with my own words. Maxabella loves is a blog I've started following recently and I read through this post 3 times because I thought it was clever but had substance as well. Not an easy thing to do. And who thinks of combining tables and blogs?! Read and enjoy!

p.s. I'm still not sure what kind I am? What do you think?

Monday, May 23, 2011

Monday Adventure- Lan Su Chinese Garden

Today is a stereotypical Oregon day- overcast, light rain but with sunshine breaking through the clouds. It might not seem like a good day to walk through a garden but I think rain brings an element of introspection to nature so I was pleased.

Lan Su Chinese Garden is considered to be the most authentic Chinese garden outside of China, taking 10 months to build with the help of 65 Chinese artisans, and more than 500 tons of rock from China. The result is an oasis of old world peace and beauty in downtown Portland.





As stated on a panel in one of the pavilions “Most cherished in this mundane world is a place without traffic; truly in the midst of a city there can be mountain and forest.”

















This really is an otherworldly place. While you might hear the traffic from outside inside you are largely lost in contemplation of the rocks, water, and plants- each one with a very specific purpose. Paths wind throughout leading to small courtyards so even though you are not alone there is a lovely feeling of solitude.



The perfect place to sit and listen to the rain.


Tiny courtyard through intricate doorway (each shape has meaning)

Courtyard of tranquility

Drip tiles shaped like bats run along the rooflines- the 5 bats on each represents the 5 blessings in life.


Sunday, May 22, 2011

New Make-up Favorites- Corals

It’s been above 60° for 5 days with no rain so I’m calling it: hello, Spring! I’ve packed away any sweater with a turtleneck and all my heavy duty fleece tops; this means it will snow tomorrow.

Potential weather issues aside here are a few purchases I’ve made recently that I love. The fashion magazines have been talking about orange and coral as the hot colors this year and that works for me. In fact, I’ve had my bright orange JPK Paris 75 bucket handbag for over a year so I’m ahead of the trend in clothing and accessories but I had been slow in adding make-up. Now I’m all caught up and ready for the warm days that lie ahead!

This Sonia Kashuk Luxury Lipcolor in Nectar is both a perfect color and a perfect weight. It goes on sheer and light so can be worn without any other make-up. Plus, it moisturizes so feels as good as lip balm. And at $9 (Target) I’m going back to get more colors.



When I do have makeup on and want something with a bit more pop this Estee Lauder Hydra Lustre lipstick in Spiced Coral fits the bill.



If it ever gets warm enough for sandals then my toes are ready. I tried this polish out when I was in Colorado and it is wonderful- one coat and it dries super fast. I know there are plenty of fancy brands out there like OPI and Essie but I’m not spending $13 on polish. $4.50 suits me just fine and I love this color (Sonic Bloom).  


Do you buy seasonal make-up to follow color trends? What are you favorite colors this year?

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Recent Reading- As Husbands Go



Generally I write a review of a book because it is, in some way, important to me and to make use of my English degree 20 years after the fact, as it has done me no good professionally. Not today. This book is simply damn funny which is an odd thing to say when it involves murder. Susan Isaacs has a way of conveying the fear and terror of a loved one’s death with the kind of smart ass commentary that makes people like me laugh out loud.

So there’s no point in me going on about character development, social commentary, or writing style. This is a perfect read for the beach if you live somewhere that has moved into warm sunny weather or for the couch if you’re still stuck in rain and cold. Read, laugh, enjoy!


p.s. I’m going tonight to see Jen Lancaster, the queen of rude, obnoxious but wildly funny humor, at Barnes & Noble. She’s signing copies of her new book If You Were Here and I am so excited to meet her! Not sure if I have the guts to ask for a photo and am worried about what to wear as I don’t want to be lampooned in her blog or show up as an unfortunate annoying badly dressed character in her next book. More later!

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Airplane Etiquette

Because I’ve never been shy about giving my opinion (surprise!) I’m going to launch right into this one: what the hell is wrong with people today?! Sorry, too broad, so I’ll be more specific: what the hell is wrong with people on airplanes? Doesn’t anyone teach their kids basic manners or even better, the concept that there is someone else on the planet besides them?

I’m referring to the charmers who sat next to my on my flight home from Colorado. I get being economical and not wanting to pay $6 for a sandwich that was probably prepared a week ago at a factory in Sri Lanka but do you really think it is appropriate to plough through a 5lb bag of hickory smoked beef jerky on a plane that is full? Before I even got to my row I thought someone’s child had thrown up and they better get that mess taken care asap before there was a chain reaction amongst the passengers but no, it was my row mates happily jawing away on thick strips of the most noxious non-food on the planet.

OK, so I would try and deal with that, please just let me get my small rolling backpack into the overhead bin. I checked my bigger bag because that is what you are supposed to do but, again, I seem to be the only person paying attention because the overhead bins are all full- even though I’m in a front row which has not been completely seated yet. So, any number of rude, selfish, over-packing pishers from the back of the plane have filled our overhead bins. I stand, blocking the aisle, and contemplate throwing a fit or at least calling over an attendant and asking them to identify the passengers in our rows who own the items in the bins. Instead, I start grinding my teeth and jam my bag under my seat meaning that despite my efforts to follow the rules I now have nowhere to stretch my legs (I’m 5’9”) during the two hour flight.

After settling into my seat and pointedly pulling my sweater up over my nose I am treated to a Portland granola head (I live here and can say that kind of thing) who lopes down the aisle and catching sight of the scant 2” of bin space left over my head decides that his 45lb backpack WILL fit in there. He begins cramming it into the impossibly small space and its myriad of long nylon straps begin hitting me in the face. Not once, not twice, but four times as he rotates the bag, pulls it out, and starts over again; all the while completely oblivious to the fact that there is anyone on the plane but him. Finally, I grab a strap and ask him please to stop hitting me. The response is a look of mixed puzzlement and irritation and his reply is “I’m trying to get my backpack in here.” Really?! Do you think I give a shit? It won’t fit, you’re an idiot, now just check it like any decent human being would have done in the first place.

Finally, everyone is settled. My companions have finished the jerky and are now chomping on sunflower seeds and Twizzlers- again, the 5lb bags. Is there an impending food storage about which I didn’t get the memo? My knee is already starting to twinge so I decide to have a quick look around and see if there are any empty seats. What is this?! In the row across the aisle behind me is a lone woman in the aisle seat. Hallelujah, I can wait until after take-off and move to the window seat and put all this nastiness behind me. Right. Before we even begin take-off this bitch slides over to the middle seat thereby negating any other passengers attempts to share the row. What kind of psychopath does this?! All I wanted was the window; there would still have been an empty seat between us. Now, there is no point to the window or aisle. I glare at her, clench my jaw, and am pretty sure I hear a tooth crack.
I am left with the firm belief that until teleporting (ala Star Trek) becomes a reality my travel days are over. 



Monday, May 16, 2011

Monday Adventure- Sellwood

 Today I headed out to Sellwood, a neighborhood in southeast Portland. It covers quite a bit of territory so I focused on Milwaukie Ave. Like my foray into Multnomah Village I saw a number of shops I did not visit and will have to return for a part two adventure!

The trip was marked by shopping opposites. The first boutique I visited was Coco & Toulouse go shopping. This I can sum up easily- it is the type of store I love. A great mix of charm, whimsy, and humor with books, soaps, home décor, and candles galore. The owner, Jo Ellen Newton, was not there but I always feel, in a place like this, that you’re getting a pretty good sense of their aesthetic and I appreciate hers. The shop has been open since 2002 and Jo Ellen stocks it with finds from various markets as well as yearly trips to France.

This is one of those shops where you linger because if you move too quickly you’re sure to miss something that will either make you smile or you can’t live without.

Some of my favorite items include this gorgeous wall of ribbons


My favorite colors- pinks and greens



These beautiful sparkly ‘charm’ necklaces with what look like tiny Eiffel towers in various jewel tones.


The Porn series of books. From Porn for Women of a Certain Age- a photo of a man holding out a Gold AmEx with the caption: “I just realized we have saved way more then we will ever need for retirement so take this and go shopping. Just go. Buy anything you want.” I embarassed myself I laughed so hard but they’re right- way more exciting than some buff shirtless dude.


The Tokyo Milk line of perfumes and hand crèmes. The packaging is as gorgeous as what’s inside. How can you go wrong with scents called Lotus Sake, Honey & the Moon, and Let Them Eat Cake?



I don’t even know where I would put this piece but I love it. Love it and want it and could very likely rationalize why I need to have it.


COCO & TOULOUSE GO SHOPPING
7011 SE Milwaukie Ave Avenue • Portland OR • 503.236.5999
I would love to have included a link to their website but I could not find any online sites at all. If anyone from Coco & Toulouse is reading this please correct me if I’m wrong!

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Balenciaga

Not that you have to come up with reasons to visit San Francisco but here’s one that means you have to go sooner rather than later. The de Young Museum in San Francisco is hosting an exhibit of the haute couture of Cristobal Balenciaga until July 4th.

Balenciaga ranks right up there in my pantheon of design greats. His choice of fabrics and what he was then able to do with those fabrics is a marvel. His career spanned some of the most amazing years of change in fashion, from 1919 to 1968, so he went from full length elaborate bustled gowns to short skirts.Women are still wearing vintage Balenciaga dresses because they are so meticulously crafted and timeless in style. And yet, some of his greatest pieces are those that clearly celebrated his Spanish heritage and his love of costume and pageantry.







 


The exhibition closes on July 4, 2011 so go now! And since I won’t be able to go come back here and post  comments.









Friday, May 13, 2011

The Unemployment Diaries- Reality Check

If you’d ever wondered if certain chores or activities would be more enjoyable if you did not have to hurry through them then please let me save you the hassle of quitting your job in the name of a social experiment. The following are no more fun or enlightening when you have hours to do them perfectly:

Cleaning
- a toilet is a toilet is a toilet. There is no zen for this one.
- mopping hardwood floors. At no time is listening to what is left of the cartilage in my knees pop enjoyable. Thus our kitchen floor has several spots where my socks stick.
-vacuuming. Annoying and tedious but does count as cardio. Not enough to make me do it every week but still. 

Laundry
-folding it is better when you can linger over all the trashy TV you’ve recorded. No need to rush- there’s a Sex & the City marathon coming up!
-ironing. Nope. You’re still standing and do you really need to do your husband’s dress shirts when the dry cleaner does a better job and gets paid for it? And really, are linen napkins so important when you’re eating leftovers in front of the TV? 

Exercise
-less incented than ever. I know there are thousands of the unemployed out there who are fitter and more buff than they have been in their adult lives but they just piss me off. I’m embracing sloth and can’t even muster a good excuse for not exercising except I DON’T LIKE IT.
If I missed any that you’d like me to explore then let me know. It would be nice to have something positive come out of a negative situation and lord knows I have the time!

What I Love This Week- Routine

This week’s favorite is a word and concept many of you may equate with boring and uninteresting but there are those of you who will sigh and agree: Routine.

I’ve just returned from 6 days in Colorado and while much of it was filled with fun activities and lots of time to get caught up with family members you are still on someone else’s schedule. This throws me. At first I thought it was that I have lost the ability to enjoy travel (there will be a future post on airplane etiquette) but it is more that my life now moves at a pace I dictate and I love that. Am I worried about getting a job and all the fear inducing situations that arise from being unemployed? Yes. Do I have to get a job? Yes. Do I miss work? No. I’ve carved out each day with activity and sloth, chore and reward, creating and vegging and it makes me really happy. Take me out of my environment and I get edgy.

Whatever the reason, right now I need my routine. Without it I feel lost and unmoored and eventually the fear takes over. If I know I have something to do (and that something could be as simple as weeding the garden) I feel better. There’s something about being in charge as well, being the one who determines what I do and don’t do that is also a factor but that takes us into the muddy waters of psychology- not so interesting.  

So here’s to celebrating routine and the sameness of the days. I’d write more but according to my day planner it’s time for a nap.

Are you a free spirit or a planner? Does routine make you feel secure or stifled?

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Monday Adventure- sort of

I’m still in Colorado visiting family and in the midst of another sort of adventure; not one to write about. Let’s just say that the mother daughter relationship is fraught with lots of interesting terrain to navigate.

I’ll be home next week and the regular Monday Adventure will return.
Until then, what adventures have you had lately?

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Jewelry- I'm Getting Trendy!

One final post about my fun in Denver. My SIL is so fashionable and clever- she is the only person I know who can find adorable jewelry at the car wash. Isn’t this ring the sweetest little thing? Even more astonishing- it was only $6.50!!!

I’ve been following the large ring trend but have not embraced it, maybe because there is only so much jewelry you can wear with sweat pants (they’re an understated item and even my engagement ring looks a bit over the top). Anyway, because I’ve been out in public for 3 days and socializing with her friends (all of whom accessorize and wear high heels and layered tops) I’ve had to step up my meager game and this ring was the perfect way to do it. Plus, it makes me smile every time I look at it.


Friday, May 6, 2011

What I Love This Week- Canvas & Cocktails

I’m in Denver visiting family and last night my sister-in-law took me to a party at Canvas & Cocktails. It’s a studio where you get to paint but can have wine to relax you and subdue any perfectionist tendencies you might have (I don’t know what you’re talking about). I was apprehensive because I have no artistic skill whatsoever but this was a birthday party for some friends so I figured ‘have fun, you’ll never see these people again’. Can I just say- what a BLAST! Yes, you do have to paint but there is an instructor and she is so funny and straightforward and no one is a pro (except the 2 ringers sitting directly behind me who turned out very Picasso-esque versions of the martini we were painting.)

Each step is broken down and, if you want, you don’t have to reproduce the example painting, you can do whatever you want. As you paint the instructor cranks seriously great music on the sound system (Black Eyed Peas, Journey, Lady Gaga, Bob Seeger, Lynyrd Skynard, Ludacris). She tells you you can get up and dance if you want and many people (after numerous glasses of wine) do.

The cleverest part is that you take a break while your painting dries and head over to the boutique which is filled with cute clothes and even cuter jewelry. This is genius- release women, after several glasses of wine, into a retail environment! I’m almost certain this is where the profits come in. Honestly, I saw more than one woman standing at the register with not one, not two, but three or more necklaces, earrings, and bracelets! And this stuff was not cheap! Thankfully both my SIL and I kept our wits about us and while we admired any number of fun items we didn’t buy anything.

All in all, a fun relaxing evening that I loved! Got to hang out with my SIL who is like the sister I never had, made a piece of ‘art’ (MOMA call me), and was thoroughly rejuvenated by all the happy chatty female energy.

Just for grins- here's my masterpiece. And it's a Cosmo not a plain old martini.


Wednesday, May 4, 2011

The Met Gala

The Met Gala has come and gone and I’m a bit disappointed. Or is it bored? Either way there was less to love and more to yawn or groan over. The men, in particular, seemed to go to the unattractive clownish extreme (I’m talking to you Andre and Hamish). I get that the theme was honoring Alexander McQueen but I do not equate his extravagant sometimes outlandish designs with bad taste. You might not have liked what he did but you could not deny its intrinsic beauty and every detail was necessary. That was missing here. So many gowns, by other designers, were overwrought. An extra ruffle here, more ruching here, some extra lace here. Yuck! If these dresses had been shown on Project Runway the designers themselves would have been lambasted for questionable taste and failure to edit.

You and your sister are on the cover of Newsweek as being "the next generation of billionaires" so why do you always look like Sissy Spacek in Coal Miners Daughter?

Way too much going on and not flattering. Taylor Swift playing dress-up.

I am virtually certain this is the wallpaper from my old Aunt Edith's powder room. Hideous and dated.

I am all for full figured women embracing their curves and Christina often does it well but this is a disaster. Not flattering in any way. Her hair doesn't help.


Wow. Tom Ford designed this? No. No. No. I never thought I would use his name and the word dreadful in the same sentence but there you have it.


Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Shoes- Changing Times

This is who I was and would still like to be:


Giuseppe Zanotti sand suede jeweled sandals $920


This is who I am:


Chooka rain clogs $10.46

Acceptance does not come easily.....

p.s. Never paid that for a pair of shoes in my life but you know what I mean- they're so pretty and completely nonfunctional. Clogs. Even the name is functional. Rain, mud, garden....sigh

Monday, May 2, 2011

Monday Adventure- Gathering of the Guilds

Today I visited the Gathering of the Guilds at the convention center. Artisans from the ceramics, glass, woodworking, metals, jewelry, and bead guilds all gathered to show their treasures. It was a perfect afternoon outing- no hassle parking, a reasonable amount of people attending (can’t deal with crowds), and so much to see!

I began with the glassworks and immediately fell in love with this artist; maybe because she blurred the lines of traditional glass art. Her name is Ann Cavanaugh and she kindly explained the process which involves a plate of glass layered with glaze and then fused. The results are these ethereal landscapes that will be even more beautiful when placed where they can catch the sun.



 





Sunday, May 1, 2011

Tomato Update

April 11th

April 25th


I was not thinking science experiment when I took the first photo but that’s what our tomatoes have become! In just 2 weeks- even with little to no sun- they’ve climbed from the bottom of the windowsill to the heights you see in the second photo.

The outdoor beds are ready and these bad boys will be heading to new homes next week. And then…the countdown to luscious tomato feasting begins!
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