Hiding...

There is something amazing at the bottom of this clay pot. It used to hold a little daisy plant until Archie knocked it off the plant stand and emptied the contents all over the back porch. Archie hates daisies. Ever since he's emptied it, he's been concentrating deeply on whatever is at the bottom, which from what I can see is just a hole.

Cone of Silence

Archie loves his pool. Even when he is wearing his cone which doesn't exactly make him silent, in fact, it amplifies his barking like a megaphone. Yipee.

the sum of all of Saturday

Doesn't this picture make you want to smile? me too.

Today was a good day here in the sewing circle. I just thought I'd make a note of that.

brief intermission (brief as it pertains to the amount of time the earth has been spinning)

Wow. I am back. I highjacked Ryan's laptop for the day and man there is a lot of computering' to catch up on. Here is a list of what has been going on lately...

1. I have been nominated for a just spotted blog award. No kidding, it's true. I am in total awe of my co-nominee's, because they are amazing and .....

Oo, Archie is letting out a muffled howl in his sleep, now he's running, and now he's doing some muffled barking.

back to it:... seriously if you have a moment, go and cast a vote for some or all of these amazing people and their blogs here. They deserve it for all of their hard work and extreme creativity and I am happy to be mentioned.

2. Archie got 'fixed' yesterday. He is wearing the cone of silence and if he was clumsy without the cone, he is a basket case with the cone. There is no wall that he does not catch on with that ridiculous plastic contraption. Poor guy.

3. Summer is pretty much over... darn, and I was just about to break out my bikini (thank you, thank you, thank you for the changing of the seasons).

4. A troll has taken residence in my garage beneath my summer sewing stuff. Garage trolls, big deal, not a laughing matter.

5. My hair bun was too tight yesterday which caused me to have a headache.

6. Gilmore Girl's in sindication has looped and is back to the pilot episode. In case you care.

7. I have 15 followers now. I might cap it. 15 people is about the largest amount of people that you want to take out to dinner at one time. Any more and we will have to have a banquet and those tend to be impersonal.

8. My vacuum started expelling dirt rather than inhaling(?) it. This made for some extra cleaning and vacuum abuse. Ryan fixed it but I am writing this down in my "reasons why cleaning is dumb" peachy folder.

I would love to gossip with you some more on my rotary phone at the desk where I catch up on all my correspondence but I have to feed the garage troll or he wont let me do any laundry.

Ladies Sewing Topic - Getting to where you need to go with out major directional issues....discuss

I am developing a wrinkle above my right eyebrow... it's the one that shoots skyward when I am in disbelief. Like when, last night, I was headed home, in my city... that I live in and have lived in... for the past, oh, 30 odd years... when I got lost, like realbigdeal lost. I crossed over train tracks at least 3 times which only caused more confusion as to whether I had crossed over the tracks into the wrong side of town and which side I was currently on (kept an eye out for neerdowells and all of their shennanigans). I swear I passed a hobo with a red checkered bindle. I don't know what that means other than that when I hallucinate, it's usually composed of well placed comforting images, like the time I thought I saw Little Debbie when I was lost at the airport in Canada. Eventually I found a street name I knew and I followed that sucker until, well until I was home. I get lost a lot. I have navigation and I still get lost. I can make you anything out of anything, but you'll have to pick it up at my house because I'll never find you.

Archie

This guy lives with us now.



He is still working out some of his more undesirable traits, but at 4 months old, I am just happy that he does his business outside.

Archie barks a lot, I mean a lot. But then he'll lounge in backyard on a lawn chair and I can see that someday we'll get along fine.

But for now, if he could find it in his little doggie heart to stop tearing the hem of my dresses, I would be more receptive to playing in the backyard with him.

The wind has changed and I have been blown right back into town...

Here I am. I have survived the harsh blows that life has dealt so far, so far and I am truly happy just to have something to say, in the words of Glen Danzig...I have something to say... thanks Glen, the life that I, and many others have made up for you is probably far more entertaining than the one you actually live. I will gladly peruse your book collection and I do love werewolves though probably not as much as you.

I spent most of yesterday sorting through a bazillion t-shirts left behind by my dad. He sure loved a good t-shirt and his humor was evident in every single one. I grabbed a few for myself and the rest will be made into quilts, if they are good and sold if they are lame. When I got home I had many a carrot to Harvest. Archie...Oh whoops, about that, Ryan and I got a puppy. A baby American Bull dog, and as you might have already surmised, his name is Archie. Well, Archie loves the garden hose and the water that shoots out of it and the mud it makes. The poor floppy pooch came tearing into the house and slipped and slid, whoosh all the way from the back door to the kitchen. He is 4 months old yesterday and still not in control of his almost 25lb body. PIctures to come soon. He is cuter than most dogs. I mean it. You will see and readily agree.

Well, those dern carrots finally begrudgenly (word? who cares) came out of the ground and I made Coconut Carrot Soup from Amy Pennington's Urban Pantry. A gift given to me by my fantastic friend Sharon for my last birthday. This book is my new guide to living. I wish it was longer. I wish I knew what she was talking about, I will soon. Anyway, that soup was.so.good. So simple, and so delicious. We ate it so quickly there was no time for a picture but it was the color of orange sherbet. No lie, the color was neon electric. The way it bubbled a little in the pot made it look radioactive, but man, this was delicious. Curry chicken salad from Joy of Cooking...not so good. Great recipe, bad execution on my part. One out of two is good though.

The day before I made home made pita bread and I am ashamed of the results. That is all I can say. I will go and stand in the corner now.

As for today, I must make the mad dash across the south land. There is much to do before the weekend and before tonight. My goodness, you guys are my favorite, but I have to go.

Love - Carole