Breathy Pumas
That jam is for my ladies right there.
I did it! Nablopomo March. All done. 31 days. Most of them lists. Another useless accomplishment to pin up on the fridge.
I wore especially cute and especially ouchy patent mary jane heels today. My toes are rising up in a cute French revolt, so I’m going to go rest these barking dogs, enjoy some nachos and watch a few more episodes of the wire (having scoured the City Paper for backstory, as is my wont, I feel prepared to finish the first season).
Aaaaaand the baby’s crying. Happy April, y’all.
Hello, world
That’s Mackie’s foot sticking up out of the sling there.
(Like how I’ve totally dispensed with the lists? Sticking out the daily posting to the end, but that theme has run its course.)
Here, fishy fishy
Lucky my camera has an “aquarium” setting.
Is March over yet?
I don’t know why I’m making myself continue Nablopomo. The lists I am making myself write are especially taxing.
- They are difficult to come up with
- They are generally boring
- they are (did I mention this?) difficult to come up with.
My sister and her boyfriend are here visiting and we are all plumb tuckered after a day at the Inner Harbor. I got some great pictures to share but that would require me finding my camera cable connector cord, and I think we’re just going to hang out in our flannel pants and watch ‘The Wire’ instead (never seen it! can you believe it?). Word.
Recently consumed
Share your reviews if you’ve seen these:
- The Namesake
- 3:10 To Yuma
- Chicken Run
- Dodgeball
- Blazing Saddles
Every once in a great while we binge on video rentals. This is one of those times. We earned a sixth free — Wordplay. Have you seen it? I picked it up solely because my boyfriend, Jon Stewart, is on the cover.
Sure wish he’d call.
Why doesn’t he call?
Maybe he’ll call.
…
JON CALL ME !!
Okay. Anyway. 3:10 to Yuma was, in my opinion: bleh. I liked the ending better than Iain did but that isn’t saying a lot. Chicken Run: I forgot to watch it all the way through. Was distracted. Love the accents on them chickens, though. The Namesake was, if possible, an improvement on the book. Absolutely. Also, and this is totally unrelated, Kal Penn is hot. Dodgeball: Made me laugh, which is saying something for a Vince Vaughn movie. I don’t like that guy. And Blazing Saddles: Well, now I can say I’ve seen it. (next in that department: Caddyshack.)
adequately laid plans
Walking to the delly for prosciutto, vacuuming, reading moby dick, procrastinating phone calls, arguing with mac over his loudness quotient, arguing with owen over TV viewage, cleaning house, being a pirate, driving to airport, hugging my sister. You?
Area Thumb Spy
I’ve been anagramm’d!
- Apathy Rubs Me (The Wrong Way)
- Maybe Trash Up (Then Again, Maybe Not)
- Bear Say Thump (“Thump.”)
Some things
- I like penguins
- I dislike recessions and media drumming thereof
- I like bathrobes
- I like nachos
- I dislike my to-do list today. It has angered me.
Sorry. Distracted by Friends re-run on the CW. It’s times like these I wish we had cable.
Holiday Domesticity Protection
Have a safe Easter, my Supa friends.
(p.s. I always take every precaution.)
You. There. With the bunny.
It’s Easter Eve and my ass, she be kicked. I will say this, though, I will say this: it’s freaking sweet that Owen is old enough to get the whole Holiday thing now. We can dye eggs together and it’s like, an activity! That we are doing together. With some kind of point. The first year or two, holidays were extra-special depressing, because there we were, young and tired, with a kid who absolutely hadn’t the foggiest clue what was going on. I was all, aroo? Kids? The having of which was supposed to make this shit fun?
And now, he is making this shit fun. It’s great.
Easter Basket Contents:
- candy
- that easter grass stuff
- a little chocolate bunny
- more candy.
recent flickr
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my sewing tutorials
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