Monday, August 31, 2009
Little did I know, when I saw him in a stocking cap and yellow sweatshirt and knit bootie slippers dancing on his chair to the Pixies that he would become such an important part of my universe and, eventually, my boss.
Nor did I realize at the time that he knew the secret last name of the Virgin Mary which he shared with me in the ice cream parlor in Port Jervis in this photo by James in 2004.
Kevin brings joy to my life. Thank you, Kevin, for eighteen years of friendship.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
But, I think Conan has found the perfect example.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Diana made a delicious ice cream terrine with layers of rhubarb frozen yogurt, Italian plum sorbet and peach sorbet. It is frakking delicious!
Holy crap, Diana. You are amazing.
[Update 11:37 pm: I added these photos to show a) that Kevin was not bored by the terrific terrine, but rather with my photojournalistic intrusion...
...b) what a joyous and lovely laugh Diana has...
...c) it was a birthday celebration, and d) I can fill up my cheeks like a squirrel does but with air instead of nuts.]
[P.S. Don't I look oddly like Woody Allen in that shot? Look at the eyebrows.]
But the question is: what is it? It could of course sell the named resin itself in jewelry form, but I think it's unlikely that merits an entire retail space. The logo looked like a restaurant to me-- maybe a place that should serve pitas or wraps or smoothies? But hardened tree sap isn't really a very appetizing name for a food establishment.
Turns out, after some research, it's a whole chain of pan-Asian restaurants. Web reviews are mixed, and I am disappointed.
I hate this use of my name. But, maybe it will make people remember me more? Or, maybe it will make them associate me with overpriced raw fish.
[Apologies to all the Jhumpa Lahiri readers who accidentally Google themselves to this post. It's a good book, though.]
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Note open mouth, tank top and use of headband (because even small hair is too much hair today).
Desert creatures like kitties respond to the heat by stretching out on the floor, thus minimizing energy output and maximizing contact with a cool surface. Note partial belly exposure to capture any passing breezes.
Further to this strategy, the under-bed stretch is popular for the shade it offers and, as Ginger demonstrates below, the ability to capture any cool air descending along the walls.
(Yes, that is a chewed swab in the foreground. Sometimes, we use clean swabs as toys. Cheaper than those fur mice.)
Some prefer the under-middle-bed strategy. This may be more to do with the fact that the vacuum made an earlier appearance than the heat. (Note my bathing suit top in the foreground. How did that get there? I don't know. Why is it there? It has ties which are preferred cat entertainments.)
But some clever beastinas take advantage of the heat-induced sloth of their housemates and enjoy their solitary time at the food tray.
It sure is hot.
But, it is really really really hot. Oh man is it hot. I went out to get cat food and an iced beverage and almost sweat myself into a shriveled heap.
I really would move to San Francisco... if it wasn't going to fall off into the ocean in the next 30 years.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
[Thanks again to CRD for this guest post. This week's share: three varieties of tomatoes, fingerling potatoes, green beans, cukes, cobbed corn, green peppers, a frying pepper, celery, and some other leafy thing tbd hiding behind Paul's head. Eggs. Flowers. Lavash
crackers, multigrain loaf, and, this weeks seasonal delicacy for the bread share queso flautas.]
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
This is a photo document of that project with some editorial help from Alison.
One thing you can say about my division is that we are diverse in size and shape and species.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
wedding in the ladies room, and Kevin is checking for retail
compliance of Mother Goose magazine in the terminal bookshop. Fun times!
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Close-up-style (learned from Cuteoverload.com).
Admittedly, Gigi put himself away. Ugh. Can you believe his perfection? Or that I still have those striped sheets?
drier before they are dry, while i am standing there, that my elders
know they have less life ahead of them? Or does the greatest
generation just deserve fluffier bedding than I do?)
Thursday, August 13, 2009
The real Pickles seems markedly unphased.
So, imagine my concern today when what had appeared to be a puffy black spot on Woody's nose fell off and left an open sore.
You can see there's still some black scabbing inside the nose and the center of the sore seems sort of white-ish. Is it an infected pimple? A bug bite from the River House? Sasquatch Cell Carcinoma which is, I read on the Internet, very common in middle-aged cats? I think a call to Dr. Schaubhut is needed.
Even more worrisome is the other symptom my boy is presenting: spacial disorientation.
He seems to think he can walk on walls.
And yes, Virginia, those are tiny scraps of paper towel all over the floor. Another roll savagely hunted and shredded by Ginger & Pickles.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
For the first I gave a personalized version of the first of the the Nissuin blessings on the topic of holiness. Those readers who remember the story of my epiphany while doing yoga in Madisonwisconsin will be able to guess right where I went: The Grapes of Wrath.
I encouraged the couple to learn the lesson of Preacher Casey and come to recognize the holy in the everyday, in the world around them and in each other. I quoted the part where Casey says...
"I'm gonna work in the fiel's, in the green fiel's, an' I'm gonna be near to folks. I ain't gonna try to teach 'em nothin'. I'm gonna try to learn. Gonna learn why the folks walks in the grass, gonna hear 'em talk, gonna hear 'em sing. Gonna listen to kids eatin' mush.... Gonna eat with 'em an' learn. ... All that's holy, all that's what I didn' understan'. All them things is the good things."Astute Wrath fans will notice that the part about Casey lying with ladies in the fields and husband and wife thumping mattress were edited out to be respectful of elder attendees of the wedding.
Then, I gave a toast. In that, I was humorous, made references to doing my interpretive dance later and told the story of how James and I almost met twice before we stuck on our third encounter when I was in my flannel nightgown. My point was that when something is meant to be, when two people are right for each other either as friends or as husband and wife, it happens. I said that James, after their first date had very cautiously told me that "there might be something there," and that we all could see exactly what that something was in Alisa and what the something between them was as well. And I thanked them both for being wonderful.
I'm not sure what that face is in this photodocument by CRD. I think maybe it's the part where I am mentioning that James is very good at helping move furntiture in a dorm room?
I think both went pretty well, although there was a bit of weepy at some points. And special thanks to Town Shop for helping me hold it all together.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
broccoli, bok choy, pickling cukes, two red lettuce, eggs, lavash
crackers, multigrain loaf, Shephardic challah, apricots, tortillas,
mystery pink flowers (Diana?), and one regular tomato. Thanks to CRD
for picking it up while I was pooped.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
But yesterday, we had a welcome water invasion when Diana and Kevin came to visit via inner tube. It took them about an hour to float down from their River House which is about three miles up river. But, I spotted their pink fleshy forms paddling long before they came ashore.
It was exciting to watch out for them as they got closer...
...and closer. Until finally I was able to greet them on the muddy shore. I brought a noodle just in case there were any accidents.
And noodles can also be used to push back the aggressive weeds along the path.
It was a fun visit that ended hours and hours and several Pimm's Cups later in grilled chicken and vegetables and beets.
Thanks for floating over to see us, Kevin and Diana!