This is the view from the windowseat, where I am lying now, sipping wine, staring through the window, thinking that I probably should Windex the dog's nose prints from the window before I take this picture, but I'm too lazy. If you follow me on Pinterest you know that I love windowseats. This one, the … Continue reading Staring out the Window
Month: June 2012
Drinks and 6 o’clock
I missed yesterday's posting of the photo of the day, the theme of which was "Drink." It was an early morning. We had to be up in Ithaca for G's surgery by 9 AM. I got up and had coffee. She got up and swallowed one pill with half a dixie cup of water. The … Continue reading Drinks and 6 o’clock
Hat Hair
I will wear a hat if it's below 40, or windy, or snowing I will pull my hood up if it's raining, rather than carry an umbrella. I have never found a baseball cap that fit my head . Visors should only be worn by poker players. But birthday hats? Yeah, birthday hats rock. Everyone … Continue reading Hat Hair
Poor Me…More Wine
This sign hangs in my dining room (right under the one that says: "Live well, Love much, Laugh often") I bought it for more for the word play on the homonym than because I resonated with the sentiment. I love wine, and have grown to love it more and more over the years as I've … Continue reading Poor Me…More Wine
Ironing
When I was a kid there was no permanent press. You had to iron every thing. I used to cheat though, and just iron the sleeves and the collar of the blouse that went under the jumper I wore to Catholic school. Since only the sleeves and the collar showed, what was the point of … Continue reading Ironing
On My Plate
Because the weather was kind of meh, we jumped into the car and headed for Wegmans by way of Target, Panera, TJMaxx and Bon Ton. I saw a woman in a turquoise polyester pantsuit. I had a tall soy latte. I said "Hi" to one of my yoga students in Target. I had black bean … Continue reading On My Plate
Empty
I pass this phone booth every day on my dog walk. I don't even see it most of the time. The only time I see it is if the sky looks likes it's going to open up and drench me, and then I think: "Well, I could always just duck into that phone booth if … Continue reading Empty
Morning: It Doesn’t Look Like What It Feels
I love mornings. Even ass-crack of dawn mornings. But it sure doesn't look that way, does it? Because come on. Do you think you ever look the way you feel? Does anything look the way it feels? Take a roller coaster for example. It's interesting architecture, high, curvy, but go ahead. Get on it. Take … Continue reading Morning: It Doesn’t Look Like What It Feels
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