I'm outta bed!!! I'm feeling halfway normal!!!! And I've lost a couple pounds!!!Hurray!!! This 'cold' thing has kicked my ass for 3 + days. Never thought I would get bored with sleeping, watching tv and eating fudgicles.I'm even cultivating a desire to clean! Wow! I must be sick!
So, am still bummed that my beloved Peter O'Toole did not capture an Oscar. Really, what is wrong with those people? Its all bullshit anyway. A lot of blah blah blah. Please. ...
No thrifting done this week, but last week I scored at the little consignment shop. I got a little device for making yarn daisies. I love it!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Down for the count
I am sick...down with who knows what nasty virus...a nasty ' i think i just might cough myself inside out' kind of thing. Good excuse to laze on the couch tho. Lots of cleaning and rearranging going on around here with girls rooms. New futon bunk bed combos that will turn little girl rooms into dorm like rooms. This is the end of a fabulous fun filled feb break....ear piercing, museuming, ice creaming, pizzaing, malling, book shopping and a couple movies. Saw Venus with [sigh] Peter O'Toole. Please, please, please, baby please!!!!!!He is soooooo hot for an old man....still got it. Loved it, hope he wins academy award but was a little bummed about ending....a little formula...but, oh well. I did a little thrifting this week and scored some awesome 50's decorating handbooks. Love!!!!!
I am sick...down with who knows what nasty virus...a nasty ' i think i just might cough myself inside out' kind of thing. Good excuse to laze on the couch tho. Lots of cleaning and rearranging going on around here with girls rooms. New futon bunk bed combos that will turn little girl rooms into dorm like rooms. This is the end of a fabulous fun filled feb break....ear piercing, museuming, ice creaming, pizzaing, malling, book shopping and a couple movies. Saw Venus with [sigh] Peter O'Toole. Please, please, please, baby please!!!!!!He is soooooo hot for an old man....still got it. Loved it, hope he wins academy award but was a little bummed about ending....a little formula...but, oh well. I did a little thrifting this week and scored some awesome 50's decorating handbooks. Love!!!!!
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Sunday Morning
Sunday morning has just slipped into Sunday aternoon. Gray day...can't seem to get started. Almost too many things to do; can't settle on just one . Our old city neighbor is having an annual open house this afternoon. Husband does not want to go but 11 year old daughter does. They have custom made chocolate coins every year that she stuffs in her pockets.Plus she is hoping for chocolate covered cream puffs! Husband is eyeing the half finished basement floor that he started last week. After 3 cups of coffee he still has not ventured downstairs. Told ya...a gray, gray day.
Sunday morning has just slipped into Sunday aternoon. Gray day...can't seem to get started. Almost too many things to do; can't settle on just one . Our old city neighbor is having an annual open house this afternoon. Husband does not want to go but 11 year old daughter does. They have custom made chocolate coins every year that she stuffs in her pockets.Plus she is hoping for chocolate covered cream puffs! Husband is eyeing the half finished basement floor that he started last week. After 3 cups of coffee he still has not ventured downstairs. Told ya...a gray, gray day.
Friday, February 02, 2007
It is a powdered sugar afternoon...fluffy snow has been falling for 2 hours now. Every tree in our yard is frosted white. Especially the tall pines and the Magnolia. This morning there were deer tracks in the snow circling the house. There were two of them, searching for leaves to eat. There were also smaller tracks leading under the bushes surrounding the porch. I wonder who is under there.
This weekend...Roller skating night at the Y...dinner and drinks with old friends...starting to install a floor in the basement to make a family room...making a vegan chocolate cake that I found a recipe for yesterday...and ?????who knows.
This weekend...Roller skating night at the Y...dinner and drinks with old friends...starting to install a floor in the basement to make a family room...making a vegan chocolate cake that I found a recipe for yesterday...and ?????who knows.
Monday, January 29, 2007
A morning of kitchen scrubbing followed by an afternoon at the cafe with my daughter, drinking coffee and doing the crossword puzzles. She is Newsday and I am The Times. Today, as usual, she kicked my ass. Finishing first and completely...me, lagging behind and not quite finding every word. We do this a lot.A couple times a week. She comes home from school, dumps her books and we head to the village coffee joint, papers and good pens in hand. Her favorite table is in back, mine is by the window with a view of the town clock. I have to be home soon for my younger daughter's bus so I like to watch the time. We get our drinks and begin. I'm sure folks wonder about us, as we barely speak on most days...so engrossed in our puzzles are we. But, we are together.And, really, I am quite proud. I am there, with my daughter, having fun. I am so lucky.
Julie
Julie
Monday, January 22, 2007
A Good Day
Clarinet music drifts upstairs, a collage in progress clutters the living room floor, a fat grey cat cuddles in my lap, my coffee steams in the great 50cent mug I love, the taste of cheap raspberry filled chocolates lingers in my mouth and takes me back to my Nana's house...she always looked for candies and treats on sale, she never had much money to spare, no Godiva at her house...once when I was in 1 st grade she picked me up from school ,her junky car broke down and she only had enough bus fare for herself and she was embarrassed that she had to ask if I could ride for free ...I miss her...there is white,fluffy snow streaming down from the sky,covering everything that I can see from my window...my husband will be home soon.
Clarinet music drifts upstairs, a collage in progress clutters the living room floor, a fat grey cat cuddles in my lap, my coffee steams in the great 50cent mug I love, the taste of cheap raspberry filled chocolates lingers in my mouth and takes me back to my Nana's house...she always looked for candies and treats on sale, she never had much money to spare, no Godiva at her house...once when I was in 1 st grade she picked me up from school ,her junky car broke down and she only had enough bus fare for herself and she was embarrassed that she had to ask if I could ride for free ...I miss her...there is white,fluffy snow streaming down from the sky,covering everything that I can see from my window...my husband will be home soon.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
The Kitschen Table
Happy New Year!
My 1st resolution should be to actually write my blog a little more regularly! I'll attempt to get back to a schedule of posting and lure back the few readers that I had.Q The few comments that I got along the blogging way were really kind of thrilling...knowing that someone is actually reading your musings.At the moment we are in the midst of a January heat wave...I found a dandelion , johnny jump ups and budding hydrangeas this afternoon. We have many pine trees in the yard, so I took 3 baskets full of pinecones and filled the empty windowboxes with them. Kinda nice...better than the dead leaves that were in them. OOOppppS! More Later...
Happy New Year!
My 1st resolution should be to actually write my blog a little more regularly! I'll attempt to get back to a schedule of posting and lure back the few readers that I had.Q The few comments that I got along the blogging way were really kind of thrilling...knowing that someone is actually reading your musings.At the moment we are in the midst of a January heat wave...I found a dandelion , johnny jump ups and budding hydrangeas this afternoon. We have many pine trees in the yard, so I took 3 baskets full of pinecones and filled the empty windowboxes with them. Kinda nice...better than the dead leaves that were in them. OOOppppS! More Later...
Saturday, November 11, 2006
THE GOOD THE BAD AND THE UGLY
Has been 14 days packed with the good, the bad, and the ugly.[you be the judge] Been busy angsting over a real estate deal gone baaaaaad [no new house ], a mighty virus that is making the rounds of our house [nasty bastard] and assorted mini anxieties blah blah blah blah blah blah.Halloween was a warm success. We made the rounds with a french girl in beret and a pleather clad batgirl. We always head to our old city hood...it never disappoints. Incredible displays of Halloween spirit by the adults ....hanging ghosts that drop on unsuspecting passersby....a wacky doctor with an unidentifiable accent 'performing' brain transplants on trick or treater...and so much more. So fun! Also have been busy spending time at tweeny concerts [Cheetah Girls.....so fun....the girls had an absolute blast. They shook their $5 glo sticks and screamed on command. Yea, yea,I am not oblivious to the commercialization etc....but they really had a BLAST....... even waited outside the stage door and spied the gals themselves! Oh! Squeals of joy!] So, just in case ya think we're twisting our kids with tweeny concerts,and letting them mainline teen magazine idols, I also took them to meet Hillary Clinton at a luncheon hosted by their daddy. They sat thru 30 minutes of Hillary's talk on health care and then met her and got her autograph. They were suitably bored...however,Maggie WAS extremely impressed with the array of cookies served aferwards.[And just in case you wondered, there was not one squeal of teeny bopper joy at the Hillary thing.]
The rest of my time has been spent junkin' at my usual haunts. I hope to learn to post pix this weekend so that I may share my acquisitions with you all.
Has been 14 days packed with the good, the bad, and the ugly.[you be the judge] Been busy angsting over a real estate deal gone baaaaaad [no new house ], a mighty virus that is making the rounds of our house [nasty bastard] and assorted mini anxieties blah blah blah blah blah blah.Halloween was a warm success. We made the rounds with a french girl in beret and a pleather clad batgirl. We always head to our old city hood...it never disappoints. Incredible displays of Halloween spirit by the adults ....hanging ghosts that drop on unsuspecting passersby....a wacky doctor with an unidentifiable accent 'performing' brain transplants on trick or treater...and so much more. So fun! Also have been busy spending time at tweeny concerts [Cheetah Girls.....so fun....the girls had an absolute blast. They shook their $5 glo sticks and screamed on command. Yea, yea,I am not oblivious to the commercialization etc....but they really had a BLAST....... even waited outside the stage door and spied the gals themselves! Oh! Squeals of joy!] So, just in case ya think we're twisting our kids with tweeny concerts,and letting them mainline teen magazine idols, I also took them to meet Hillary Clinton at a luncheon hosted by their daddy. They sat thru 30 minutes of Hillary's talk on health care and then met her and got her autograph. They were suitably bored...however,Maggie WAS extremely impressed with the array of cookies served aferwards.[And just in case you wondered, there was not one squeal of teeny bopper joy at the Hillary thing.]
The rest of my time has been spent junkin' at my usual haunts. I hope to learn to post pix this weekend so that I may share my acquisitions with you all.
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Tween World
My daughter Maggie and I are leaving to pick up her best friend in an hour. She is decked out in nail polish, gauchoes, an animal print blouse and hair tie..and new Esprit embroidered boots. She is so excited she can barely stand still. She is going to her first concert....THE CHEETAH GIRLS !!!!!![this is where you are supposed to experience high pitched screaming, room rocking jumping, and perhaps a swoon or two!]
The change from little girl to tween has been sneaking up on us for a while, but it has really hit its stride lately. Piles of tried- on- yet- discarded clothes appear on her room floor mysteriously every day. The cd player is in full swing, hairbrush at the ready as an impromtu microphone. I am not allowed to laugh too loudly in publc...or hug her too tightly or do any of a growing number of horrible embarrassing things that I apparently do all the time.
She just yelled out that we are leaving in 45 minutes!!!! I have just enough time to change, grab the camera AND the Tylenol.
My daughter Maggie and I are leaving to pick up her best friend in an hour. She is decked out in nail polish, gauchoes, an animal print blouse and hair tie..and new Esprit embroidered boots. She is so excited she can barely stand still. She is going to her first concert....THE CHEETAH GIRLS !!!!!![this is where you are supposed to experience high pitched screaming, room rocking jumping, and perhaps a swoon or two!]
The change from little girl to tween has been sneaking up on us for a while, but it has really hit its stride lately. Piles of tried- on- yet- discarded clothes appear on her room floor mysteriously every day. The cd player is in full swing, hairbrush at the ready as an impromtu microphone. I am not allowed to laugh too loudly in publc...or hug her too tightly or do any of a growing number of horrible embarrassing things that I apparently do all the time.
She just yelled out that we are leaving in 45 minutes!!!! I have just enough time to change, grab the camera AND the Tylenol.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
The Public Market
Today was a warm fall day with no real sunshine. Saw kids off to school, a meeting at school about art projects, and then a fantastic couple of hours spent at the Public Market downtown.
Booths were overflowing with baskets of apples, pears, cauliflower, potatoes...I ws so happy to find my favorite purple cauliflower and broccoli. Also got some apples from those folks who through in a free Rome apple for me to try. Radishes and lettuce and cilantro from another young vendor.
Today was a warm fall day with no real sunshine. Saw kids off to school, a meeting at school about art projects, and then a fantastic couple of hours spent at the Public Market downtown.
Booths were overflowing with baskets of apples, pears, cauliflower, potatoes...I ws so happy to find my favorite purple cauliflower and broccoli. Also got some apples from those folks who through in a free Rome apple for me to try. Radishes and lettuce and cilantro from another young vendor.
Friday, October 06, 2006
Suddenly It Hit Me!
Well, got through the open house and despite the understocked refreshment stand, I gotta say, it was pretty cool. It really does seem to be a fantastic school. My oldest, Hadley, is a pretty smart cookie...honors classes etc... Teacher after teacher went on about how teaching her class is the highlight of their day because the kids are so motivated and into it. I guess that's bad news, tho, for the rest of our less gifted children who must be, if the theory holds true, well, lets just say, more like a low light?
And, forgive me, but when did the parents get soooooo old? I felt like I was in class with MY parents. OOOOWWWWWW! A little wake up call there!
But turns out I would have been better off playing hooky cuz after the 5 minute hike off campus to find my junky mini van [that I love cuz another scratch don't mean a thing and I can get a huge honkin load of good junk in the back] I pulled into the line of brand spankin new SUVs to wait my turn at the light and.........BAM!!!!! Mr. enormous SUV slammed into my little mini van. Pull over, check damage [none!] and he, embarrassed and concerned, me self deprecating and understanding... inside my van trashed cuz all my latest junk acquisitions thrown around the back[ which little girl left an open can of diet coke in the back????] Turns out that his SUV sits up so high that only his license plate hit our boat hitch! Exchange numbers, he apologizes and says his fault...I am again understanding...go home and my neck and back feel weird...husband a little bit pissed about the guy hitting me ['always the fault of he who hits from behind'] a couple glasses of wine and bed. And today my back is hosed!
Could be the fender bender or maybe just the utter nonsense of me and other mid aged parents having to squeeze into school desks for 2 1/2 hours!
Well, got through the open house and despite the understocked refreshment stand, I gotta say, it was pretty cool. It really does seem to be a fantastic school. My oldest, Hadley, is a pretty smart cookie...honors classes etc... Teacher after teacher went on about how teaching her class is the highlight of their day because the kids are so motivated and into it. I guess that's bad news, tho, for the rest of our less gifted children who must be, if the theory holds true, well, lets just say, more like a low light?
And, forgive me, but when did the parents get soooooo old? I felt like I was in class with MY parents. OOOOWWWWWW! A little wake up call there!
But turns out I would have been better off playing hooky cuz after the 5 minute hike off campus to find my junky mini van [that I love cuz another scratch don't mean a thing and I can get a huge honkin load of good junk in the back] I pulled into the line of brand spankin new SUVs to wait my turn at the light and.........BAM!!!!! Mr. enormous SUV slammed into my little mini van. Pull over, check damage [none!] and he, embarrassed and concerned, me self deprecating and understanding... inside my van trashed cuz all my latest junk acquisitions thrown around the back[ which little girl left an open can of diet coke in the back????] Turns out that his SUV sits up so high that only his license plate hit our boat hitch! Exchange numbers, he apologizes and says his fault...I am again understanding...go home and my neck and back feel weird...husband a little bit pissed about the guy hitting me ['always the fault of he who hits from behind'] a couple glasses of wine and bed. And today my back is hosed!
Could be the fender bender or maybe just the utter nonsense of me and other mid aged parents having to squeeze into school desks for 2 1/2 hours!
Thursday, October 05, 2006
The Kitschen TableBAD MOMMY
Okay...so, I don't get it. When we lived in the city, I used to volunteer at school, take my kid to the school playground, run the book fair, and attend every function. I religiously went to book fairs and plays and open houses where I ooohed and ahhhhed over essays and art tacked to the hallway walls. I felt like an involved parent.
Now in the burbs, I'm considered a real slacker. My kids come home from school and do their homework. I do not hover over them. I figure it is their job and they better learn how to do it on their own. Not to say I never help, but I try to let them figure stuff out for themselves. I should have known I was in trouble when another mom cornered me at our local dairy and asked how I felt about the "quality "of the homework coming home....it was 1st grade!!!! Some of the parents out here seem to consider volunteering at school to be a vocation. And the little snipes at us less active parents are pretty glaring....' oh...is this the first time you've stepped up to the plate?"
Tonight is open house at my 15 year olds high school. From 7 til 9:30 we are expected to attend class like our child for 15 minute sessions. Doesn't this seem a little much? I'm considering playing hooky!
Okay...so, I don't get it. When we lived in the city, I used to volunteer at school, take my kid to the school playground, run the book fair, and attend every function. I religiously went to book fairs and plays and open houses where I ooohed and ahhhhed over essays and art tacked to the hallway walls. I felt like an involved parent.
Now in the burbs, I'm considered a real slacker. My kids come home from school and do their homework. I do not hover over them. I figure it is their job and they better learn how to do it on their own. Not to say I never help, but I try to let them figure stuff out for themselves. I should have known I was in trouble when another mom cornered me at our local dairy and asked how I felt about the "quality "of the homework coming home....it was 1st grade!!!! Some of the parents out here seem to consider volunteering at school to be a vocation. And the little snipes at us less active parents are pretty glaring....' oh...is this the first time you've stepped up to the plate?"
Tonight is open house at my 15 year olds high school. From 7 til 9:30 we are expected to attend class like our child for 15 minute sessions. Doesn't this seem a little much? I'm considering playing hooky!
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
The Kitschen Table
Had the bet day! Maggie and I went for breakfast before school. We went for a bagel...she chose a table outside. We watched all the people on their way to work...some just walking their dogs or getting some exercise. After we ate, we walked down to the canal. The path was lined with ducks resting. Maggie jumped off a stone wall and they flew up en masse and landed in the canal.She got a surprised look and then laughed. Suddenly, as we were investigating the construction of a small veteran's memorial at the canal, the sky openned up and it began to POUR! Across the canal, joggers and fast walkers hid under trees {to no avail} We put up our sweatshirt hoods and dodged raindrops under the trees. We got pretty wet but laughed all the way. Drove Mags to school, where she told me "I have fun with you Mom." I am the luckiest girl, aren't I?
Had the bet day! Maggie and I went for breakfast before school. We went for a bagel...she chose a table outside. We watched all the people on their way to work...some just walking their dogs or getting some exercise. After we ate, we walked down to the canal. The path was lined with ducks resting. Maggie jumped off a stone wall and they flew up en masse and landed in the canal.She got a surprised look and then laughed. Suddenly, as we were investigating the construction of a small veteran's memorial at the canal, the sky openned up and it began to POUR! Across the canal, joggers and fast walkers hid under trees {to no avail} We put up our sweatshirt hoods and dodged raindrops under the trees. We got pretty wet but laughed all the way. Drove Mags to school, where she told me "I have fun with you Mom." I am the luckiest girl, aren't I?
Thursday, September 14, 2006
Diary of a Bad Housewife
She's got Mia Farrow Eyes
Been spending every waking moment trying to prepare our house for showing to prospectivee buyers and every sleeping moment dreaming about it. No doubt...I suck at this house cleaning, neat and clean thing. Especially the neat. And I'm sure that all the anal suburbanites that come thru will hurl at the sign of any dust bunnies or scuff marks! I sooooo don't belong here!
I am starting to have that glazed look sported by the young Mia Farrow in Rosemary's Baby....
On a more positive note, I am finding all kinds of cool stuff stashed in the attic and other treasure spots.
When I learn [from my children!] how to post pix I'll document my treasures here.
Julie
She's got Mia Farrow Eyes
Been spending every waking moment trying to prepare our house for showing to prospectivee buyers and every sleeping moment dreaming about it. No doubt...I suck at this house cleaning, neat and clean thing. Especially the neat. And I'm sure that all the anal suburbanites that come thru will hurl at the sign of any dust bunnies or scuff marks! I sooooo don't belong here!
I am starting to have that glazed look sported by the young Mia Farrow in Rosemary's Baby....
On a more positive note, I am finding all kinds of cool stuff stashed in the attic and other treasure spots.
When I learn [from my children!] how to post pix I'll document my treasures here.
Julie
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
The Kitschen TableAnyone out there ever sold a house by themselves? Please advise...is it a crazy idea or is it worth trying? Any thoughts appreciated
julie
julie
The Kitschen TableAnyone out there ever sold a house by themselves? Please advise...is it a crazy idea or is it worth trying? Any thoughts appreciated
julie
julie
Monday, September 11, 2006
The Kitschen TableClearly still trying to get the hang of blogging...not exactly a quick study. Today is a beautiful day here along the Erie Canal.The temp is mild and the sun has that thin feel of fall. Lots of flowers are going to seed. I am packaging as many as I can in clearly labeled envelopes to bring with me if we do move.Looking toward the future and the beauty and excitement spring will hold. The cleome self seeded like crazy this year. And my beloved Strawberry Fields Gomphrena that I was told would not reseed, did! This is now one of my favorite flowers. The red heads truly look like strawberries nestled among the leaves in the garden...and they dry beautifully. I will continue to collect and plant Nigella even tho they require constant dead heading...they are worth it. And my gorgeous nicotiana that are now 3 feet tall will come with me,too. And how could I ever forget my convulvlous...a morning glory look alike that has given me thousands of flowers for 6 years at the cost of 1 pack of seeds. Tonight is the grade school welcome back picnic. I am on dessert duty. Sorry....had to buy my stuff this year. A huge pile of mini chocolate chip cookies, chocolate donut holes surrounded by 300 Kisses... should be a hit...homemade or not.Kids don't seem to care.
Well, back to the trying- to -get- ready -for -a -move grind.
Peace...on this day...and always..
Well, back to the trying- to -get- ready -for -a -move grind.
Peace...on this day...and always..
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
The Kitschen Tablewwwhats a mornig? Can you tell I wrote this before my coffee? MORNING!!!MORNING becomes electric!!!
The Kitschen Tablewwwhats a mornig? Can you tell I wrote this before my coffee? MORNING!!!MORNING becomes electric!!!
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