Friday, October 31, 2014
The hubs and I are heading for Hermann to celebrate Halloween with a bunch of German wine, beer and sausage makers in "the prettiest town in Missouri." There's a hard cider tasting tonight at the bar in our inn (right under our room, we hear, although the bar allegedly closes at 11...we'll see). Costumes are recommended, so we're going all out....
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
|We do have the cutest players, though.|
Sunday, October 19, 2014
return my tortoise-slow iPhone 4 for a $200 credit and experience real legibility and speed again. The hubs said, "You'll be spending so much time fooling around on your new toy, you won't even know the Series is on." Which may be true, but that's the beauty of the World Series. There is so much more baseball to play after Game 1. Gooooo, FedEx!!
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Frank Bruni, for the much-needed injection of common sense today. Does Ebola scare me? Sure, a little...at least, for now. Does my heart break for the victims in Africa, Dallas and elsewhere. Of course. But, at 58 (going too swiftly on 59,) I'd rather worry about the health enemies I can see and understand, including worry.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
|A painting of Downtown Lawrence, artist unknown.|
|Working on rewrites in our shiny new library.|
Sunday, October 12, 2014
Short Jewish Gal arrived from hot and dry L.A. yesterday, on time and bearing gifts: A beautiful necklace with an azul stone that matches my eyes for me, and this most appropriate tome for the new reading room. In return, I gave her lodging in my son's old room and crisp, cool fall weather. She is here for the first official reading of the play we co-wrote, "It's All About the Hair." Tonight, actual actors will ascend on BoomerGirl's house for a table read, followed by dinner which the SJG and I will prepare this afternoon. We are excited! Meanwhile, we are basking in the afterglow of the Kansas City Royals' play-off victories. That's the Boomer Girl's hometown team and SJG's adapted team since the Dodgers are out of it. I may not convince her to purchase a souvenir Royals t-shirt, but she will no doubt take the name Billy Butler aka "Country Breakfast" home with her on Wednesday.
Friday, October 10, 2014
|New bronze fixtures. Shelves will have a new leaded glass cabinet door, eventually. I need better towels.|
|Obligatory box of Kleenex to go on back of toilet.|
|Game of Thrones... New Moon... P is for Peril|
|I've always been a sucker for bathroom humor.|
|Some titles may be replaced as the bookcase fills up.|
|Go, Dog, Go... Oh, Baby! Go, Baby!... Flush!|
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Last Sunday evening, the children (and a couple grandchildren) gathered around my mother's dining room table to view the cast-offs up for grabs in the latest installment of "The Great Giveaway." This time, it was china, silver and odds and ends Mom found in the closets. While my sisters were poring over the silver serving pieces and fine china, I found myself uninterested in anything but these cool informal plates....
I knew nothing about them - just that I loved them - but have since discovered they are the "Laurita" pattern by Della-Ware, hand painted and hand glazed, probably from the 40s. They belonged, originally, to my maternal grandmother.
There are 12 of them, so I decided to put eight in the glass cabinets in the kitchen.
This meant I had to displace the Polish pottery formerly in those spaces and the only place to put them was here...
in what is starting to look like the crazy hoarder lady's dining room. There are two corner cabinets, each equally full. I live in fear that the shelves will collapse. (The good news is, my daughter loves Polish pottery, too, and I've decided not to make her wait until I die to get some.) My other major acquisitions were these huge brass candlesticks. At some point, I had put away all my brass. I don't know why. It reminded me too much of the super-shiny 80s, I guess. But, after a good polish, these gorgeous creatures have inspired me to dig out those old wedding presents. Sometimes, you just need a little shine in your life.
|They had me at "no two are alike."|
|I wish I knew what the 14 meant. Or, is it 1K?|
|So bright, cheery and cottage-y!|
|This right here is the illustrated definition of "insane."|
|I'm thinking lovely red bows at Christmas time.|
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
How's that bathroom coming along, you say? Oh, pretty good. The walls were a challenge to patch, but I sanded the last of the mud yesterday. (Note to DIYers: Always wear your best black DKNY pajamas to sand drywall mud. The white dust gives them added pizzazz.) The hubs insisted on doing the painting. "Twist my arm and I'll cry 'Uncle'," I told him.
The new sink fixtures and accessories I ordered from Overstock.com are supposed to come tomorrow. Hopefully, the light fixture and toilet will be installed tonight. It's been a little scary having to sprint to the master bath every time nature calls. My 58-year-old bladder doesn't always give me a lot of notice.
|Sink getting new faucet. Little shelf getting a cabinet door, custom-made from leaded glass, eventually.|
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