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

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it was hard.

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


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


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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?
UNCLEAR.

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...


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


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


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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.)


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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.


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


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We saw our Christmas movie:


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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.


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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.


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

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


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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

12/20/52

with thanks to Angela

December 18, 2016

Tis the season...

for Middle's birthday


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in which Youngest gives the very best


for antler-wearing

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because he steps out each day with them on -

of decorations in all the usual places


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holiday parties


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and slightly hungover mornings


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and more and more and more


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and then some pie.


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We have a busy week ahead of us.

In the meantime, some links.

My brother is posting holiday commercials - some notables:

Polish grandpa.

West Jet.

Mog the cat.

I can easily cry during any point in any of them.

Call me crazy, I like Rhianna's Pumas.

Need a hostess gift? Or any gift?

This appears to be a solution.

One of my favorite responsibilities is buying baby presents from the CEO. I like to get something the new parents might never purchase...but I'd never do this.

Here's a wonderful video about Harris Tweed. I had no idea.

We've done this and it's gorgeous (though complicated to be successful at).

I was so surprised to see this dress IRL. Lovely. I broke up with Anthro a long time ago but there is one in the lobby of my new office building. We live with hope.

Christmas Carpool Karaoke.

May your days be merry and bright.

xo




December 11, 2016

Sunday

What a week!
It was Middle's birthday (which was lovely), there was a company crisis (played out on Twitter), I discussed some high-pressure architectural questions (the company I work for is moving), the holidays are looming (shopping mostly done) and then, just when I thought I might put my feet up, I spent a day in the ER with Oldest who will be fine but who was not fine yesterday.
Never mind.
K did some decorating for us and tonight we're going to dinner with friends.
And this is how life moves along, isn't it?

In the meantime I have links...

Sometimes we love Ina Garten.

Sometimes not so much.

Sometimes I do want to do this.

I cannot oversell this. This is our friend Sean's wing sauce. There is nothing in the world like it. It is unbelievably good and has won every award it can win.
Now you can buy it.

I like to go to the airport very early.

Creepy? Not creepy? I'm in love with Hanx.

This is pretty smart.

I'm off to have that meeting with K...the one where I put the Christmas presents on the bed and he says: you don't have enough.
We have enough.

xo

November 30, 2016

Ok Go, The One Moment

Our new favorite.