February 25, 2017

links and photos and updates

Happy Saturday.
Here's what's going on -

Still very busy at work. Crazy busy, in fact. The next big thing is my trip to London where my dance card is quite full. I will have a Sunday afternoon free and I'm not sure what I'm going to do with it.
Then I'm home for a couple of weeks and away to Italy where my schedule is even crazier.
It seems to have turned to spring here. Temperatures in the 60's.
Tonight, K and I will attend a "formal" birthday dinner party. What's "formal?"

I browsed shoes at Nordstrom last weekend.
And I did see some I liked.

White. Imagine?

Sometimes I think I'll never buy another piece of clothing. Only shoes.
Then things like formal parties crop up...or I have to wear something pink to an office function.
Which I did.

There's the bell-sleeved pink top I bought for the office event with my very fancy kinesiology tape.
A co-worker and I use the local ramen shop as a decompression spot after long construction meetings.

It's pretty great.

The windows are open, there's a dove in the tree outside and it's 57.
It was just a little while ago when this happened -

(note little snow face).

Ready for links?

Great photo.

Visit a French butter factory. (You can almost gain weight watching.)

I'm dining here.

Would you? I would not.

Did you know we despise Trader Joe's? We do.

Look. I'm terribly devoted to both the Minnie pant from JCrew and the Pixie pant, both stretchy and comfortable, but when you start telling me about dress yoga pants? Count me OUT.

WeWork for grown-ups.

First, this is a great microwave cleaning method, but secondly, what's going on in the comments?

Okay, so I get a lot of links from Kottke.

I need to go here. I want a sampler pack ($80).

Down To Earth shoes.

I am completely involved with This Is Us and it is absolutely Thirty Something updated.

This is on our list of documentaries to watch.

I have a crush on Emily Blunt.

Have a good weekend, friends.

February 14, 2017

dear K

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February 9, 2017

snow day

I know, I know.
I don't write here a whole lot.
But, hey, go see Joke. He hasn't written in years. He's returned to his blog as have lots of others, sort of fleeing facebook and twitter to escape the kind of blather that's taking over right now.  I'm not passing judgement, mind, I'm just saying.

Anyway. We're snowed in at my house and I've just had Irish steel-cut oats and I'm feeling warm and cozy.

I've got 'em.

It's been a while since I've cried watching a Hallmark commercial.

And, while we're feeling good about people...this teacher makes my heart swell.

I have a great backpack (I need a backpack from time to time) for winter but I'm eyeing this one for warmer weather.

Middle would love this show. Note to me: tell Middle about this series.

I could move right in.

Isn't this a nice fashion story to see?

January 29, 2017


Is the Norovirus at your house?
It's a doozy. We've got a supply of bananas, applesauce, ginger ale, and Jello.
So our house is a little crazy and my job is a little crazy (I'm going to London AND Bologna AND moving the company) and I even stopped in at PT last week for a little fine tuning (I have "nerve stress" in my hand).
I'm not even going to mention the state of the union. STRESSFUL.

Let's look at some great links, shall we?

I've planned four events for the Palazzo Isolani in April. Isn't it lovely?

Have I ever mentioned that I'm in love with humidifiers? I am. And I love them even more if I can add essential oil to the mist. Small ones are much easier to take care of, fyi.

I kill plants all the time - actually, that's not really true. The truth is that I've given up on plants. But this makes me think I could grow something.

We watched the season finale (maybe?) of Sherlock a couple of weeks ago and felt confused/manipulated/emotional. This sort of captures it. Or maybe this does.

Following successful leak repair, we're going to have to repaint the kitchen. I'm leaning on the Elton John version of this song rather than the Wizard of Oz version.

There's a new ramen shop near my office. This may be my favorite.

Look! Youngest designed parts of this!
And he was part of the development of this after being at his job only a couple of weeks! He worked with David (Byrne)!

Here's a new favorite.


I love everything about wedding dresses. My niece and god-daughter is a very successful wedding photographer. I'm so proud of her.

Life lessons.

Looking forward to this.

We're having sukiyaki tonight with our archery friends!

Stay healthy!

January 14, 2017

catching up, photos and links

It's strange, writing here. I've fallen into the habit of doing this on weekends - and sometimes not even then. I feel a little sad about that but, right now, my day to day world is pretty complicated. And some of what I'm doing at work can't really be posted about for a variety of reasons.
But all is mostly well. K could use some work but that's nothing new.
Everything else moves apace.
I'm listening to This American Life and blogging. It's Saturday morning and tonight we'll have dinner with church friends who we haven't seen for a while.
I'm looking forward to it.

We watched the farewell address


it was hard.

I went on a long field trip to look at workstations.



Women in my city are wearing short boots and no socks and have bare ankles whilst wearing huge parkas.


And so am I.

Here's a pretty swell Ted Talk that made me cry a little.

I'm sure it's stress.

K and I had these a long, long time ago. I'd like to get K a new pair.

This is a fascinating list...but mostly because I don't do most of those things.

I have a thing about laundry hampers. And baby strollers. I walk past a baby store on my way to work and often have to stop and stare at the windows.

I'm organizing some events at a palazzo. A palazzo! Will I attend these events?

I love this.

Thoughts on this? I'm not so sure.

So true.

My sons are very excited about this.

Our weather is strange. One day we need this, the next we aren't wearing coats.

Seen these? I may have mentioned them before.

Great mashup.

German favorite of the week: Blink eyeglass cleaning wipes.

January 2, 2017

a holiday recap

Tomorrow I return to work.
I'll take down the tree today and do some ironing.
It's been a long, good break but I'm excited to go back to work as I'm further into the business of my company move and there are, finally, things to see and imagine about.
We did lots of fun things while I was home, though...


We had countless delicious sweets including two versions of this whiskey-apple-crumb-topped pie -


and this (not glamorous-looking) homemade toffee sponge dipped in chocolate -


as well as the now-famous Christmas Tits.
(Background: these pink cookies are made with cherry Jell-O powder and sugar and butter. The original recipe was found in TV Guide in the sixties and the dough is supposed to go through a cookie press. My mother and I have broken many cookie presses over the years - the dough is too heavy and dry and now I simply roll it into logs and slice it and bake it.)


K has made lots of beer and had a good time naming and labeling all of it. There are stories and reasons behind every name and picture.
We visited a brewery with our archery friends and had a swell time tasting flights.


And they taught us how to play Euchre, which we need to practice more.


We saw our Christmas movie:


Star Wars, which I did not expect to like but which I liked very much.
And then, we had Chinese food, as one does on Christmas Eve.
It was, probably, the most fun evening.


I think Christmas was a hit for all.
I got bootsbootsboots and some other wonderful things like a Magpul Daka pouch and a Nora Ephron book I'd been wanting.
The boys and I bought K a Phantom 3 drone and he's been practicing his flying.


K and I were treated to a very lovely sushi dinner.


Things rounded out nicely.
Champagne, a pirate movie, lots of laughs with our boys.


Seventeen is our lucky number so this year will, absolutely, be a good one.

December 23, 2016

Merry Christmas

From this high midtown hall, undecked with boughs, unfortified with mistletoe, we send forth our tinselled greetings as of old, to friends, to readers, to strangers of many conditions in many places. Merry Christmas to uncertified accountants, to tellers who have made a mistake in addition, to girls who have made a mistake in judgment, to grounded airline passengers, and to all those who can't eat clams! We greet with particular warmth people who wake and smell smoke. To captains of river boats on snowy mornings we send an answering toot at this holiday time. 

Merry Christmas to intellectuals and other despised minorities! Merry Christmas to the musicians of Muzak and men whose shoes don't fit! Greetings of the season to unemployed actors and the blacklisted everywhere who suffer for sins uncommitted; a holly thorn in the thumb of compilers of lists! 
Greetings to wives who can't find their glasses and to poets who can't find their rhymes! 
Merry Christmas to the unloved, the misunderstood, the overweight. Joy to the authors of books whose titles begin with the word "How" (as though they knew!). 
Greetings to people with a ringing in their ears; greetings to growers of gourds, to shearers of sheep, and to makers of change in the lonely underground booths! 
Merry Christmas to old men asleep in libraries! 
Merry Christmas to people who can't stay in the same room with a cat! 
We greet, too, the boarders in boarding houses on 25 December, the duennas in Central Park in fair weather and foul, and young lovers who got nothing in the mail. 
Merry Christmas to people who plant trees in city streets; 
Merry Christmas to people who save prairie chickens from extinction! 
Greetings of a purely mechanical sort to machines that think--plus a sprig of artificial holly. 
Joyous Yule to Cadillac owners whose conduct is unworthy of their car! 
Merry Christmas to the defeated, the forgotten, the inept; joy to all dandiprats and bunglers! 
We send, most particularly and most hopefully, our greetings and our prayers to soldiers and guardsmen on land and sea and in the air--the young men doing the hardest things at the hardest time of life. 
To all such, Merry Christmas, blessings, and good luck! 
We greet the Secretaries-designate, the President-elect; 
Merry Christmas to our new leaders, peace on earth, good will, and good management! 
Merry Christmas to couples unhappy in doorways! 
Merry Christmas to all who think they are in love but aren't sure! Greetings to people waiting for trains that will take them in the wrong direction, to people doing up a bundle and the string is too short, to children with sleds and no snow! 
We greet ministers who can't think of a moral, gagmen who can't think of a joke. 
Greetings, too, to the inhabitants of other planets; see you soon! And last, we greet all skaters on small natural ponds at the edge of woods toward the end of afternoon. Merry Christmas, skaters! 
Ring, steel! 
Grow red, sky! 
Die down, wind! 
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good morrow!

E.B. White


with thanks to Angela