Showing posts from September, 2011

things you should never run into a room and yell + announcements

it's midweek, when it feels like it should at least be thursday.  here is a dose of mercy, in the form of laughter, to get you through the week.

you owe me.

oh no, wait, there's more.

now you owe me even more.

and don't try to pay me in peanut butter.

acceptable forms of payment are as follows:
form an alliance with me

that is all.

the sunday six: edition 40

what is up, yo?

if we're friends on facebook, you may have noticed that i'm researching and about to start the paleo diet.  this post does not, in any way, reflect that fact.  the diet hasn't started yet, sooooo maybe let's just look at this is my last hurrah.
also, remember that that thing i once said about "40 bags in 40 days"?  i may have said something about "doing this" and "starting monday".  that was fourteen days ago.  fourteen. and in fourteen days, i've filled one bag.  one.  i am nothing if not stupid-good at procrastinating.  
and if i know anything, it's that i probably haven't even begun to procrastinate yet, and it's a shame too, because my spice cabinet has never been happier.
//1 maya's  if you're a local, have i got a treat for you.  (if you're not, come on down!  it'll be my treat!) this is a recent discovery thanks to my friend, serena, who is a TRUE friend.  what else would you call one who s…

the sunday six: edition 39

you thought i was late huh?
i'm not late.
it's still sunday.
so really, i'm just fashionably late.

fashionably late -
the refined art of being just late enough to give the impression that you are a busy, popular person that was held up with other business.
see that? refined art.  don't be mad wit' me.  i'm just sittin' over here honin' my skill of giving impressions of busyness.  i'm quite good at it.
now, without further delay...
//1 screen doors
i wish all my doors could be screen doors. well, not really, because it's impractical, but if i could, i'd have three.  one for each exterior door, and one somewhere in the interior.   there's nowhere where that works right now, but maybe someday. //2 lavender scented gain dryer sheets mama said knock you out. //3 good runs i ran a 5K this weekend. it sucked. it was not a good run.
neither was my one run this past week.
i hate it when that happens.
but what i love is the good runs.
it's why i…

nailed it

a moose noshes much mush.  
y'all know that tongue twister?  i'd never heard it before.  one of the kids came across it in a book and they were all clambering to be the first to get through it without tripping.
never to be outdone, the 4 year old, shortest of the shorties, very self-assuredly says,
and i quote:
"i can shay that.  a noos moshes mush mush.  sho easy."

keep trying honey. you'll get it next time.

reading a store-front sign, our eldest man-child sees the word 'education' and says aloud,
close honey, but no cigar. ...and now for your own uh-douche-uh-cay-shun: U.S. funfair stalls in the mid-20th century  offered cigars as prizes to the winner.  whenever someone would lose a game --  particularly, the one where you test your strength  by trying to ring a bell with a sledge hammer -- after being so close to victory and still falling short,  the owner of the stall would say, "close, but no cigar."   there is no evidence to back this up,  however it is likely the phrase originated from here.  arbitrary so it must be true.

and now i'm off to buy cigars, for when he gets it right next time.

the sunday six: edition: links

//1  fall fashion stay ahead of fashion curves without busting your wallet (and your man bustin' ya chops).

//2 finding your voice i liked this, and i thought i'd share it because most of you are writers, and maybe you've wrestled with this, too.
//3 40 bags in 40 days i'm gonna do this.  starting monday.  //4 meal plans  i want to do this.  the food looks delicious, healthy and do-able.  for 10 smackers a month, you get a menu and a grocery list for each week.  ADD TO CART!
//5 homemade coffee creamers i made the chocolate almond one tonight.  next on the list, pumpkin spice.   back up off me, international delight.  you can't touch this.
//6 a nifty gifty in honor of the season premier of parks and rec, which is less than two weeks away, here is a nifty printable gift that will bring you joy for days to come.  if you'll print it and play with it, that is. i give you, tom haverford. you're welcome.  
and in case you're unfami…

all is grace

All Is Grace (With Ann Voskamp) from Shaun Groves on Vimeo.

you have loved us
you have loved us all
you have loved us all so we love all

you have blessed us
you have blessed us all
you have blessed us all so we bless all

thank you for Christ and cross
through us tell the wandering
thank you for making peace
through us love our enemies

thank you for daily bread
through us fill the empty
thank you for bodies whole
through us mend the breaking

all is grace
all is grace
all is grace and grace enough for...

all is grace
all is grace
all is grace and grace enough for all of us

for all of us...

you have loved us
you have loved us all
you have loved us all so we love all

download the song for free here.

the sunday six: edition: not a fan

//1 dr. pepper it's true. i can't stand the stuff.
i'm a pibb girl (but only with popcorn at the movies).
the doctor is out.
the mr. will see you now.

(i don't know what that means.)
//2 oysters  i have not the intestinal fortitude to eat an oyster.  i cannot eat something that looks like the production of a really bad chest cold? 
//3 disposable razors  lubricating strip? smooth shave? you're not fooling anybody. i mean truly, have you ever been more lacerated in your whole adult life?  they're the reason band-aids have such a following. i don't care what they promise you. they lie. don't believe the lies.
//4 fair swings  aww, doesn't that look like fun? no. it doesn't.  it looks like puke.
//5 the beach i know.  that one's a surprise. it's not so much that i hate the beach. i don't hate it. i just infinitely prefer a stream in the mountains, a good hike to a waterfall, woodland creatures.  the beach has no hedgehogs.  no chipmunks.  …


he hands me a flip-top mayo,
hey mom, can you open this?
(done.)(with ease.)
(astonished) how'd you do that?
'cause i'm awesome.
you're not awesome at everything.
no, but most things.
you're not awesome at not loving me.
yeah, you right. i stink at that. 

fall-ing in love. get it? fall. falling? yeah.

it's almost fall (hooray!), and my dearest wish, fashion-ly speaking, is to live in clothes like these. the long skirt with a long sleeve top just barely tucked in is my new style crush, and i've fallen hard.  like, concussion hard.
i can't wear orange (or any warm, autumnal shades) unless i wish to look dead (i don't), but other than the color choice here, this outfit is perfect.  maybe gray, or even dark green would do nicely.   and good gravy, is that a pocket her hand is in?  
sweet mother of pearl.  i die. and this little sugar.  what a darling little getup.  i can't afford jcrew (who can??), but i'm pretty sure i could recreate this look with a few trips to The Goodwill, and maybe The Etsy. and now for the jewels.  i have been a pinning fool since i've seen these next photos. (you may have noticed, if you follow my pinboards.)
look at all the lucite / bakelite / plastic with and without rhinestones! j'adore ├ža! it's like the 60s 70s and 80s at thei…