Monthly Archives: February 2008

ART – for art’s sake!

new art!
my two new aquisitions.

i don’t buy art very often, but i do buy it when it just grabs you by the eyeball and soul, and bores a whole in your mind, and then you find yourself incapable of leaving it behind at the gallery where it runs the risk of being purchased by someone else, someone totally unworthy of your paintings.  once you start referring to art as yours, you might as wall buy it.

so i did!

the picture doesn’t do them justice – the colors are almost iridescent, and the tragic hope in the odd looking childish characters is quite irresistible.  at least it was to me.


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spring cleaning?


why bother?

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dude, where’s my car?

there’s nothing like leaving to go to work, and not finding your car where you thought you left it.

we had massive confusion in the household yesterday morning. i was ready to go to yoga, and the lovely PB scampered off to work. he was back within 4 seconds of stepping outside – i could hear him stomping the ground, i even think i heard him kicking the tires of my car, which were a pale substitute for what he really wanted to kick – namely himself. why? because he had left his car 11 miles from home. how did his car end up in the equivalent of siberia you ask?

i met him there (in siberia) yday – we left his car there and headed off to a nice outlet mall (i think that’s an oxymoron, but just go with me) 20 miles away (did i ever mention we live miiiiiles from most anything?) bc he needed simple v-necks to make it through an excrutiatingly long business trip to freezing cold canada (i know i know, one week is not technically excrutiatingly long, but time is relative so there).

the shopping expedition was v successful, we ended up going crazy at the puma store, had a great time, took ourselves to dinner, drove home high on love and new sneakers. it was a great evening.

except we never picked up his car …

i still think it’s hilarious, i still think he doesn’t think so.

and in closing, i leave you with another dude.

since i am useless at embedding video – please go to and search for dude budweiser light. dude, just do it.

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the momentum of the moment

stay posted for further explanations on what exactly this means.  v busy week, what with sister visiting, dog possibly ingesting razor blade, and much much else.

check back soon!

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living well, dressing well

this is where i go when i feel totally demoralised about my self and my wardrobe – it’s no so much a blog as a picture of people in the street looking fabulous, not with anything particularly new, but bc they put their clothes together with style.

so when i feel like a frump and want to spend the day in sweats – i check this out, take a shower, slap some make up and get dressed, and try to do it well. this w-e, for example, i did that on saturday. i would have spent the w-e in bed had it not been for multiple social invitations, all of which i accepted so as not to spend the day in bed, feeling angry, sad and depressed bc it was the one-year anniversary of claire’s death.

instead i drank a lot of champagne on friday night and saturday, wore a new black lace skirt with funky spanish cowboy boots (trust me, it worked – thank you sartorialist blog) and saw a play (“clean house”) the plot of which hinged around one character’s death from breast cancer. ironic, no? but i got through it, and then we had vodka-heavy lemon drops (at a dark bar up the street) a known cure for most pains.

sunday i spent madly cleaning house (emphasis on madly – sometimes grief’s only outlet is anger), being mean on the phone to the lovely PB, and wandering around Target, aimlessly, for two hours. the aimless walk seemed to calm me down, and it was also the end of the w-e (i went late afternoon) so my energy must have been waning.

monday was better, and PB came back, and all is good, or at least better, in the world.

my sister arrives tomorrow evening – hoooray! – and for the hated valentine’s day (don’t get me started in the vile commercialism) we (PB, the sister, me) will share a large pizza and watch “no country for old men” at one of those idiosyncratic places that are both pizza parlor and movie theatre, sipping doctor pepper.

put that on a card, hallmark.

and on that note, happy valentine’s week to all of you. may you be loved, find love, make love, today, tomorrow, and as often and as much as possible.

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Beware of such!

This is an excerpt from an email from a good friend of mine – her last missive reported on the results of a blind date. Let’s just say she has some colorful reports from the singles scene, made more so by the fact that she insists on dating men from one ethnic pool – Italian – Americans like her with a strong sense of their ancestry. I suggested she start a blog..

“Paul was and is a professor of Medicine, based at a Chicago university. He promptly emailed me. I agreed to meet with him at the association of Roman heritage dinner in Chicago. Never been to that group’s dos before and thought it might be a nice way to hook up with some new people, if all else fails.

The quasi-date began with him sending his friend, Mark, a (non-Italian) lawyer originally from Chile, to pick me up at the train station (Paul was allegedly delayed at the university). Mark interrogated me on the (very long) ride to the restaurant but was amusing company, nonetheless.

When I arrived, I met the friendly female Italian instructor in charge of table arrangements. Beware of such, always! She promptly moved my seat to the table away from Paul and put her sister in my place instead! (Her sister is visiting from Italy and plainly is in search of the marriage visa.) One of my uncles was unexpectedly at the do and when the not-unfair Paul finally arrived, he met us (both). Paul and I spent at least TEN minutes chatting, in between long-winded speeches and long-awaited food courses.”


Am I the only who finds this hilarious? I mean who sends a friend to pick up his blind date??? And how tragic to bump into an uncle on that same date. And all that for 10 minutes. Oh well, maybe it’s all for the better. Too bad the chauffeur/friend wasn’t hot – she should have run off with him. That’ll teach the good doctor…

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how about them Giants??!

as you might know if you read my last post – i don’t care about who wins the superbowl. or any competition, except maybe the mundial and wimbledon, but even then…

but there is something inspiring about a team that gets to a final against everyone’s expectations, and is up against another team that had not lost one single game in the entire season, and then play them and make the decisive touch-down in the last 35 seconds of the game to take the superbowl. the giants were like the little engine that could. no bravado, no cockiness, just a good game (as far as i can understand it).

and since you ask, the pigs in a blanket were yummy, but no match to the stunning sausage and caramelized onion lasagna someone else brought. who knew superbowls could taste this good???

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