Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Sweet Bliss

Yesterday the Hus turned two dozen. We celebrated with presents, a long shark-free day at the beach and dinner out. And I forgot to put the memory card in my camera, so there is no proof, except for our sandy car floor and wet towels.

But this morning, I walked into the kitchen and saw this:
My husband is so wonderful. He really is.

Friday, June 19, 2009

If I Had a Lot of Money and Had Already Funded an Orphanage or Hospital Wing...

... then I would buy all my clothes at Anthropologie. I would. Because Look:
If this shirt isn't classy tropical perfection, I don't know what is.

It's been over a hundred degrees in this region of the country for the last 5 days or so and I think I need this yellow number to cool me down.

This is called Parfait Perfection. If one of you said to me, "Hey, Friend, why don't you go put something on that looks like raspberry sherbet?", then this is what I would put on. That is, I would if I owned it.

((HA! I just killed the darn gnat that has been flying around my head for 20 minutes!!!))

Who wouldn't want to wear a sunny yellow bathing suit this summer or put up adorable alphabet lettering in their child's nursery?

Also, if you are wondering, as I am sure you are, why these pictures look so very graphic and perhaps like they were cut right off of the website, it's because I found a new, exciting thing! Problem: Anthropologie doesn't let me right click* on an image to save it to post on my very nice blog, so I use my Snipping Tool (if you have Vista, just search "snipping tool" in the search thing and you'll find it) to make a little box around the part of the page I want, then it snips and lets me save it to the computer. Yes, it's true! Isn't that thrilling?

Now I have to go wash gnat off my hand. Ew.

*right click: the reason I remain skeptical of Macs. And don't tell me that Macs have right click. It's not the same.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009


Hus: People shouldn't drive while listening to headphones. Last time I checked that was illegal.

Me: You haven't ever checked.

Hus: Respect me!

... and being the subservient wife that I am, I laughed.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Summertime Necessitates...

1. Fresh (mostly) Berries ... freshly-picked blueberries and farmer's market blackberries pair nicely with frozen raspberries when marinated in Chambord (or, like me, you can use a cheaper version of the famous French liqeur) and dolloped on Vanilla Bean ice cream. I don't usually go crazy over ice cream dishes, but this makes me weak in the knees and the Hus and I have had it two nights in a row (and this morning over yogurt... don't judge...). I got this recipe from another military wife down here, who keeps a bunch of the marinating berries in her fridge for a quick dessert. It's very easy and though, as the Hus points out, it isn't fat-free, it IS chock-full of antioxidants and if you use vanilla bean, then no artificial flavors are involved. Plus who cares? It's amazing delicious.

2. Good Lovin' Music
...as in Sleeping at Last, favorite background music for sweet sweet lovin'. (By which I mean kissing, of course.) If you want to listen to/download them for free, check out noisetrade, a website where you can download music free (and legally) for entering 5 friends' emails. (I use old email accounts of mine and the Hus' when I want free things, but don't want to bother the friends.)

3. Flowers
...Yellow Iris for mom using oil pastels from mom. Unless she would rather have a watercolour?

I do enjoy the tangy taste of fresh yogurt, but only for the first three bites. Since more than three bites of all natural, low fat yogurt are really needed every so often, mixing with the above berries is effective and only slightly suspect.

Sunday, June 14, 2009


This morning, while we were driving to church, the Hus and I noticed a bumper sticker that said, "INFANTRY". Nothing else. Not "ARMY" or "133rd Platoon", just "INFANTRY" in large capital letters across the back of a Civic. Which, I think, is comparable to having a bumper sticker that says, "SALES". That way nobody ever has to as what line of work you're in. Just stick a "PLUMBING" sticker on your car to tell them what you do.

I need one that says, "Dishes and Laundry".

Friday, June 12, 2009

Scrappy & Feisty

Scrappy and Feisty, friends of the Hus' from highschool, came to visit. We played on the beach, got burned on the beach, picked blueberries and enjoyed a band and a picnic, also on the beach.

The blueberry-picking part:
I look mad, but I'm just concentrating

The beach picnic part:
Finally got to use that picnic basket from the mom-in-law!
It blew out about three second after this picture

Friday, June 5, 2009

Practical Creativity

Every so often I post about things I've made. Let it just be known that I do not always come up with cool stuff. I just don't post about the duds. Like the dress I tried to make a couple weeks ago whose zipper I severely maimed and then broke. As if I hadn't done enough damage to the poor piece, I went on to try to fix it. More maiming. I bought it a new zipper peace offering, but haven't gotten up the courage to make amends.

This, however is my therapy from that dress. It doesn't matter so much if stitches aren't straight on a quilt, because quilts are like sweat pants. All that is required of them is comfort and extra room to cuddle up in. And, in this case, bright colors that remind me of Megan every time I sit down to work on it. I named it "Strawberry Shortcake Picnic Whipped Cream Therapy Quilt". Take that, the Amish!

About the title, because I usually don't address my titles in the post. Impractical creativity abounds. I love pretty stationery and painting and things, but when a painting doesn't turn out, it's not as though I can just hang it up. I don't like it enough. Throwing it out is never an option - who can throw out 6 hours of work that, when you look at it, has a couple good elements.... and some nice colors... but mostly 6 hours of work. But a quilt... aha! (Aha, I say!) It doesn't have to be pretty. Just big and comfy and homemade. If it looks nice, so much the better.

If it doesn't look nice, then I can always gift it to my single brother. Unless it's pink like Strawberry Shortcake Picnic Whipped Cream Therapy Quilt. But that wouldn't happen, because pink and green never look bad in a therapy quilt.