Living in the past
I have the hots for a dead man.
Seems reasonable for an October pastime.
I give you: Anton Chekhov.
19th century gifs
Coming in like a lion:
I can’t tell you how much I love this picture, mane streaming in the wind.
And here are two women in bird heads sharing a joke or something.
Isn’t it odd, a little macabre, even?
Easter is almost here, I got Katie enough candy to keep her on the ceiling for days. You’re welcome, son.
Here she is with her daycare buddy.
Isn’t Katie adorable? I just bought her some sparkle converse high tops.
I have flowers and trees and things but will save that for another night.
Autumn is in the air
And that makes me think of APPLES! I haven’t hit Apple Hill yet, maybe next weekend if it isn’t still 95 frickin degrees.
Exfoliate with Homemade Apple Bath Soap
Packed with flavor and antioxidants, apples are a traditional harbinger of autumn in many parts of the country. Of course, they can be used for so many culinary delights, but fresh apple juice also acts as an astringent on our skin. How? Apples are full of malic acid, which is the key ingredient in removing dead cells from the outer layer of skin. Malic acid is also known to help soothe sore muscles. You can relax your muscles and exfoliate your skin in this homemade Apple Bath soak recipe from The Herb Quarterly:
1 cup fresh apple juice
1/4 cup honey
1/2 cup liquid castile soap
1/4 cup ground cinnamon
To prepare: Stir all the ingredients together and pour into a clean jar.
To use: Shake container to mix any settled ingredients. Pour 1/4 to 1/2 cup into the tub under running water. Store remaining mixture in the refrigerator. Makes 12 ounces.
Source: The Herb Quarterly
Nora Ephron, RIP
Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim.
My mother wanted us to understand that the tragedies of your life one day have the potential to be the comic stories the next.
Summer bachelors, like summer breezes, are never as cool as they pretend to be.
When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
When your children are teenagers, it’s important to have a dog so that someone in the house is happy to see you.
I try to write parts for women that are as complicated and interesting as women actually are.
The amount of maintenance involving hair is genuinely overwhelming. Sometimes I think that not having to worry about your hair anymore is the secret upside of death.
All from Nora Ephron, 1941 – 2012
She was an amazing woman, putting her finger on the pulse of a generation of people who wanted, above all else, to be deeply in love.
This is cool, I pointed it at my twitter account and this is what it came up with. I added the cat shape, cuz, you know, CATS.
Remember David Thorne? I read this and just about lost it at work. I’m going to take some of his ideas and run with them, because that is some hilarious fuckery.
Too busy researching wasps…. HAHAHAHAHA!!
… and don’t miss the Justin Bieber pictures …
I has a blog?
I know, duh. I haven’t written anything interesting for about two years, but I think about doing that very thing every day. At least once. Usually more than once. I think about all these things I want to say and share and then when the time comes to post I don’t remember a darned thing. I suspect this means what I wanted to post was not all that interesting in the first place but really, why change things up at this late date?
First, here are some great Picasso-ized Star Wars stuff. Fun!
Next, a good quote for the day from Jessamyn West:
“How can you tell whether or not you have had enough until you’ve had a little too much?”
Next, it’s been so cool here we’ve barely been swimming. So many years, waiting for a pool, and now it just sits there, sparkling in the sun. Where I grew up was much further north and summer nights lasted until 10 p.m. there. Here, not so much. The sun is just about setting around 8 or 8:30 and really there’s only an hour to enjoy it if you get home at 6:00 because of the trees, angle of the sun, etc. etc. etc. The dogs lay by it, that’s about it.
It looks inviting, but only if you enjoy freezing your arse off. I’m too old to enjoy water that is less than about 85 degrees. (That’s 29.4 to you, Az 🙂 )
The last Harry Potter movie is biiiiiig. 2 out of 3 movie tickets sold over the weekend had the words Harry Potter on them. We haven’t seen it yet, but will once the crowds thin out.
That’s actually two weeks ago, haven’t moved my pictures around enough. Should get a new one tonight.
Siriusly cute baby, wot?
Now, go read this and come back. It’s a blog entry, gave me tears from laughing. Here’s a sample:
‘Victor was surprisingly pissed that I’d “wasted money” on an enormous chicken, because apparently he couldn’t appreciate the hysterical value of a 5 foot chicken ringing the doorbell. Then I said, “Well, at least it’s not towels” and apparently that was the wrong thing to say because that’s when Victor screamed and stormed off, but I knew he was locked in his office because I could hear him punching things in there. Then I yelled through his door, “It’s an anniversary gift for you, asshole. Two whole weeks early. 15 YEARS IS BIG METAL CHICKENS.”’
That’s as funny as I, Asshole is sometimes. Maybe I just have a thing about chickens.
In other news: I’ve gone to two painting classes recently. Quite fun, because we all drink like fishes while we paint. Really. Mimosas in the morning, beer in the after noon, wine in the evening, or any combination thereof. Now I can say I took a painting class this summer. Bottom line, tho, is that it was essentially paint by number. WAY fun if you’ve never painted before, and the results were rather remarkable. My first one was revolting, and it was mainly a bad pic before I ever got to it, and I tossed it as soon as I got home. The second one was better, Emerald Bay at Tahoe. It’s still pretty ugly as far as pictures go but mine (and every one of the others, really) was as good as the teacher’s and I’m keeping the damned thing.
Me, old, fat, and rather three sheets to the wind holding my presssshhhussssss:
So, what’s new with you?
If you are a ‘Game of Thrones’ fan, here’s one of Hitler learning about the season enders. Spoiler alert if you haven’t seen the last episodes.
And then, there is this compelling Animals Being Dicks site. You can go through all of them randomly on the site or just check out a few from here.
This one’s for you, KSH
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