30 September 2009
27 September 2009
Ryan has Macauley and Megan convinced there is a wild baboon living in the woods behind our house (Megan always calls it the "bamboo"), and I know he would like one of these masks (also each around $2) to pull off a major scare. I don't know that 2 six-year-olds could recover from such an experience.
An art teacher has the booth these colorful wooden animals were in and I am always drawn to her stuff. I also thought the little Miss Muffett case (only about 7" around, I'd say) would be cute somewhere if I had a more colorful palette around my house.
What did make its way into the box headed to my house: an architectural piece I think I will hang over a door in my dining room, a rusty black owl lantern I will use in a Halloween scheme, a little USA creamer and a metal talc canister that will go in one of my bathrooms.
A diminutive weathered birdcage that I didn't need and don't know where to put yet, two rusty black metal planters, a cracked ironstone mug and a black and white trimmed restaurantware crock that I will also use in some Halloween decor.
We got several of these items, but not all of them. We were kind of rushing around the store and cut through a middle aisle that had bras and underwear all down one side. Macauley looked at me and shook his head and said seriously, "This is NOT my natural habitat."
The three of us celebrated their big win with dinner at Nakato. It was delicious and I totally overate because Macauley doesn't like the vegetables or salad that comes with his dinner so I eat them all. We don't go there as often as we used to. It just doesn't feel right without Joe there. He was always so gracious to us over the many years we've been going to our favorite place, and I'm still sad and angry and regretful and confused at his untimely passing. I guess I feel like we didn't know him nearly as well as I wish we had now, but he knew us. I wish he was still around.
We came home and Ryan and I watched Adventureland, which was so so. This weekend has somehow seemed to last quite a while, which I've loved and which makes going to work tomorrow that much harder.
26 September 2009
He is so scared of going to the vet and I always think he thinks I'm abandoning him and that I don't want him, so I put it off as long as possible. I had told the vet when I made the appointment that I didn't want to drop him off and go, that I wanted to stay with him until he was put out to avoid those abandonment issues he struggles with. We arrived at 7 a.m. as instructed, and the guy acted like he wanted me to drop him and leave. He said I could stay but that he wasn't planning to do the surgery until around 9. Why did he have us there two hours before then? Frustrating. So we sat (thank goodness for my new iphone and all the apps I've downloaded: Boggle, Jeopardy!, Scrabble) and three hours later, the guy came out and gave Booker a shot to relax him. A half hour after that he took Book back to the OR and brushed me off, so Booker did end up having to watch me leave him, even drive away in my car. I know it's maybe being a little too sensitive, but he's just a sweet dog and so devoted to me that I hate to do anything to let him down or make him sad.
21 September 2009
I'm adding a hint: Look very closely at Stacy.
I've been trying to warm up the scrapping juices and do some new pages, but the farthest I've gotten to that is a blowout shopping spree at Michael's. I found some inspiring paper pads and a chipboard chunk that should get me started. It's kind of overcast and threatening storms here tonight, so maybe I'll get inspired and do something. Or just head back to the couch and while the evening away. Seems like when school is in that's all my evenings are good for...just resting up for the next day. I haven't had a real zest for my day job these days. My number project totally made me think of counting down the days until summer, which is not encouraging when we're only a month in to the school year. But I'll keep showing up.
13 September 2009
I am not an educated collector and don't plan to be really. Some of my pieces have an "official" ironstone stamp and others don't (because they aren't, but I still love them). When I was in line at STD paying for the gravy boat in the top left cubby of the cabinet the other day, a man walked by and said, "Nice boat." And then he came over and looked at the stamp on the bottom and told me it dated to the 20s or 30s if I remember right. I noticed him start working in a booth I have bought a few of my pieces in at great prices, and I should have gone over and talked to him but I didn't. I haven't spent much on any of my pieces, which makes me like them even more. Little finds, you know?
09 September 2009
I like the clock plate to go with some others I use at Christmas, and the egg cup is cute for Easter of course. I really like the brown floral teacups, but they might go to my booth. I'll be keeping the little scotty dog coaster for now.