The two eggs with the darkest backgrounds were a wedding present from my uncle the priest. He gave us three actually but don’t get me started. The other four are modern creations done by my BFF by marriage. That is to say the person who married my BFF.
It’s hard to pick a favorite. But here’s something you should know about the beige and white egg: the shell was dyed and then shallowly cut away exposing the undyed surface and resulting in this design. Pretty cool.
The display plate is Stangl’s Golden Blossom and that abstract design is a flowering perennial plant known as lupine which grows in NJ. I’m thinking of selling of most of my Stangl to finance my vintage china habit but every time I look at even a single piece, I now I’ll never be able to do it.
I’m not one to complain about winter BUT it’s almost the middle of February and I’ve about had it. Not only do I have cabin fever but the cabin needs vacuuming, my bird feeders are empty and if I see one more quiche I’m going to scream.
This is how bad it is: I almost watched the collected music videos of Miley Cyrus on TV this morning. Luckily, I was able to snap myself out of it.
I guess it doesn’t help that my son just rented a place that has a fruiting banana tree and birds of paradise plants in the yard. I have snow and empty bird feeders and my autumn leaf flag is still hanging on the shed, 3 flags behind what would normally be there now.
I’ve been in this house so long that my hair grew long and my cut lost its shape. Sami just walked by and told me – me, unbathed and in the same pajamas for two days running – and told me that I look pretty. His whole thing is about the length of my hair, as If I’d ever go back to straight long hair again.
I was going to talk about Total Eclipse of the Heart a little bit, but instead I will share something with you about Hurra Torpedo, the world’s leading kitchen appliance rock band. As you now, their rendition of TEOTH has been stuck in my head for quite a while. Turns out that in this as in most other things, I am late to the party.
That mocumentary is posted on YouTube in 36 parts. I’m about half-way though it ad the Ford Fusion makes minimal appearances always without mention of the brand. I think my favorite part so far is immediately after a trip to a salvage yard in Los Alamos where they rented a few torpedo husks, they make a music video at Fridgehenge in NM . The band plays on their trademark smashed appliances what I think may be a soulful rendition of Sunrise,Sunset. The whole series is quite droll and extremely amusing to me.
I’m working against deadlines and can hardly find the time to eat, never mind blog but this fine example of modern journalism deserves comment:
A Time magazine article published this week as part of the on-going assault on Chris Christie expanded the target to include all of New Jersey. I am assuming that writer Nick Gillespie went through several drafts before refining his article to this final version. And then Time approved it for publication.
I could not read past the highlighted sentence. Click to enlarge and get a good eyeful of it.
Incidentally, although this author seems quite concerned with holding the current (R) governor to the straight and narrow, Google could not help me find his article expressing concern about former governor (D) Jim McGreevey’s decision to fill the post of state Homeland Security advisory with an inexperienced, unqualified non-U.S. citizen who also happened to be his boyfriend. Neither could I find anything he wrote about conflict of interest when former governor (D) Jon Corzine was bonking the head of a state government workers union state, a union which which coincidentally won a favorable contract renewal.
I’m willing to accept weather predictions – that’s my part of the bargain: the weatherman says it and I believe it – but I fully expect my weather to be on time as predicted.
We went to meet our daughter for breakfast yesterday at a halfway point which just so happened to be a Cracker Barrel. My breakfast was good but I strongly suspect that their grits are not pure grits; they are a bastardization of grits and cream of wheat. I don’t mind that so much because I like cream of wheat but if it says grits, serve me grits. Would I go back? Definitely yes! Have you seen the gift shops in those places? I picked up the cutest little things for the small rustic tree in the den, including this squirrel/rabbit hybrid. That is a squirrel with a tail made out of rabbit fur.
Anyway. Same thing with the weather – if the snow is supposed to start at 2, then don’t go showing up with snow at noon and ruining everybody’s family time.
Also, FYI I am totally sick of the Emergency Alert system in my town and I’m sorry that I put my cellphone as the format for receiving the messages. It is abusive. Let me know when a hurricane is coming and where I can get fresh water – okay. Tell me that it’s going to snow tomorrow – pul-ease. It was especially annoying during election season. The mayoral seat was up so we used to get calls about Enjoy yourself at Aberdeen Day. Or Safety tips for pumpkin picking. All recorded personally by the sitting mayor. I told him, too. I told him that I was giving him 10 points to start out with. Every time I got an emergency alert and heard his voice for something that isn’t an emergency, I was going to deduct one point. If he got down to 7 points, I would stay home and not vote against him. If he got less than 6 points, I would vote for his opponent. He won anyway so I guess we can expect more of the same next time the seat is up. Today’s emergency alert at least was from the town manager announcing snow beginning tomorrow morning with a total accumulation of between 3-6″. Not so much of an emergency in my book, but maybe he’s in cahoots with the supermarkets to drive toilet paper sales.
Thank goodness they have not started using this venue for school closings. We are still charmingly treated to the firehouse siren 6:32 am if school is closed for the day. If I start getting messages about schools and school buses, there is going to be trouble.