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I feel like it should be raining. The sunny day somehow seems incongruous with my mood. Maybe I just need some high fructose corn syrup or something. The Frugal Repast (Le Repas frugal) Yesterday, I went to see the exhibit “Picasso: Themes and Variations.” You know I love me some Picasso. (Just not quite the same [...] My heart hurts. My dear cousin Sarah has cancer. Again. Fucking cancer. I know I’ve told you about her before. She’s a force of nature, a beacon of light, a…hell, she’s just plain magic. Me and My Mascot When I was diagnosed, she was pregnant with her little miracle boy. Despite her own trials [...] I’m wicked crispy, so bear with me on this post. Also, you’re going to want to wash your hands before you read any farther. All clean? Then let me hit you with the highs and lows of my thirty hours in Chicago. Chicago didn’t start out well for me. Upon arrival at the hotel, I opened my luggage [...] Me: Hey Lady! Mom: Hi Honey. I’m sitting here with your aunts… Me: Hi guys! The Aunts: Hi Elly Lou! Mom: …and we’re singing Hallelujah and discussing the lyrics. Me: Ok… Mom: We want to know what it’s about. Me: In my opinion? I mean, I’ve never really read any official statement from [...] God these titles just get worse and worse. No wonder someone just came to my site after searching for “fingernail porn.” Seriously, somebody stop me. I’m going to take off on a tangent before I even get to the meat of the post (she said meat). Close your eyes and envision – oh hell that’s not going [...] Maybe it’s just because my inner 13 year old is getting so much attention with all the New Moon talk (and because I’ve been listening to the audiobook all weekend), but I can’t stop thinking about the phrase “my entire life depends on it.” I don’t know how many times I squealed that as a tween. [...] The Crib We poked around the old corn crib, commenting on the giant John Deere which had been reclaimed by the land. I tried to imagine a mini Kegger tearing through the fields, stopping only to lick the “clean” areas of the cow licks. (Yes, those would be the same areas that the cows chose to [...] Aerial Farm Suddenly I was all alone with Mustache Man as we made our way back towards the buildings. “You know, I was more familiar with the older siblings, but I remember your Mom, too. I don’t think she remembers me. We didn’t really interact. I was scared to death of her, honestly.” Welcome to the club, buddy. Rocco [...] Back In the Day I’ve been thinking quite a bit about the old Middleton farm the past several days. I think it has a little something to do with all the fun and exciting veggies showing up at the Hoboken Farmers market. (Note: I suspect I incite great jealousy lugging my giant stalks of brussel sprouts [...] I’ve got absolutely no idea where my love of music came from. Surely there’s no genetic influence there. It’s not like my family has a habit of randomly breaking into song…oh wait! Yes they do! And thank God for that. Why don’t my guests break into four-part harmony when I host a dinner party? That’s just [...] |
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