Amber & Stocking Cap Starts

Today marks the 18th anniversary of the day I met Kevin. It was, perhaps more notably, the day he moved into his NYU dorm room. Due to some previously made friendship, dueling stereo systems, and Kevin's flexibility, he wound up with my friend Jerry as a roommate.

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.

Amber & Good Family Fun

Washington County Fair tractor pull. Would that I knew how to post a sound file remotely.

Amber & Post Pot Luck

Tara, J.C., Diana and Kevin are playing board games. I am waiting for the peach coconut sorbet in the foreground to get frozen. Next: bonfire and smores.

Amber & Tractor Ride

Whee!

Amber & Schedule

Where I will be this weekend. Note 5:30's activity.

Amber & The Calm Before The Storm

Ironically, before our trip to the farm, we are having rest stop lunch. It's the opposite of farm fresh, and the contrast will heighten our enjoyment of the food to come.

Amber & Road Trip

Lizzie, Diana, Kevin and I are on our way to Windflower Farm in Washington County for a sleep over with Farmer Ted. I am so excited! But I also am hungry, craving coffee, and needing to pee. All of those needs will met when we stop at New Baltimore's market. Upstate Club!

Amber & Excess

Here at Amber &, we frequently (well, that one time) explore the nature of too much of a good thing. Sometimes I even worry that I went overboard with four cats. But then we all snuggle on the bed and I am sure we did not.


But, I think Conan has found the perfect example.

Amber & Farm Share Week 11

Assorted tomatoes and peppers and peaches. Also (not pictured on account of how I put it all away before I remembered to take a snapshot and am too lazy to pull it all out again): leaf lettuce, cabbage, fennel, cucumbers, red onions, garlic, beets, parsley, and summer squash. Flower share ended last week with lovely roses.

Amber & Meanwhile

The gray cat is tucked in for the night.

Amber & Birthday Treats

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.]

Amber & The Namesake

Peter, whose signature style involves colorful pants, striped shirts and slip on shoes, sends this recon from the street. Peter Loopted it thusly: "It is on 9th and Sixth, next to Citarella's and in the former E.J.'s Luncheonette space."


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.

Hmpf.

[Apologies to all the Jhumpa Lahiri readers who accidentally Google themselves to this post. It's a good book, though.]

Amber & Scale

Look! I am squishing Kevin's head. I squish you!

(I really am so busy today that I needed quick content. I promise to be more compelling tomorrow.)

Amber & Birthday Memories

Thanks to CRD (pictured here with sidecar) for a super duper birthday, complete with periodic well-wishes during the day, "Le Grande Mac & Cheese," and laughter. Once again, CRD to the rescue-- this time sans cheerleader movie.

Amber & Birthday

I love this song.



Oh, Iceland, you are a land of beautiful and strange gifts.

Amber & Sundaes

I always like my sundaes with Jimmies on them.


Ha!

Amber & Beach

I'm about to head back to the city after a delightful weekend on Long
Island Sound. Wait until you see the rocks I have collected!

Amber & Looks Like 99

This is what Feels Like 99 Looks Like.

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.

Amber & Out of the Frying Pan

I have returned from the Bay Area. All of the kitties are fine: Woody's nose is 99% healed, Tiggy only puked once (and not on my bed!), Ginger is shedding like crazy from a week of not being pet, and Pickles needs to be right next to me everywhere I go. I have some cleaning to do (six days of cat shedding, plus laundry) and some work (no meetings today!).

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.

Amber & She Is Away Again So I Took This Picture Of Paul & The Vegetables

[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.]