Wednesday, November 26, 2014

November






Cruel autumn wind
cutting to the very bones
of my poor scarecrow.
~ Issa

Cristin and Kane have (i.e., are going to have) a baby

Exactly a year ago, I posted Cristin's family portraits.  (I'm still really pleased with them, but I want to go back and re-edit some of them ... Cristin, call me if you're at all curious about this.)  And now in 2014, I found myself putting Cristin and Kane back on my calendar for a different project:


Yup, what else? They're having a baby--boy? girl? We'll find out Christmas week.

We went to Binky Lee--just like for Steph and Erin--and I learned, definitively, that there is ONE ideal spot for lighting there between 2-4pm in the fall.  Next time, no matter who's with me, we will just walk to that spot and skip the rest and we won't waste any time with the tricky lighting that exists elsewhere.



At one point Cristin mutters to me, "Don't ask him to do the hand-heart thingy--he won't do it."  I laughed--fine with me!



Cristin's shower followed two weekends after this--naturally, I had known about her pregnancy for months but that didn't stop me from completing her baby blanket at the last minute.

I barely had the thing unrolled and Pearl had bedded down on top of it, so I guess it has the Fluff seal of approval ... which was promptly washed off after pictures were done.

I think this is the last hexagon I'll do for awhile.  Cristin's preferred neutral is green, and I actually paired it with a warm beige that I had on hand (Vanna's Choice in Oatmeal; the green is Bernat Softee Baby in Soft Fern).

Finally, I chose to do the edging in white with the picot.

This little girl accompanied her mom to Cristin's shower--how great is that dress?

Where's my step stool? Alas, not with me ...

Can we talk about this outfit? Oh: yes.

When you're this cute, you can sucker every adult on the deck into swinging you around and around for the fun of it.


Cristin has less than a month to go at this point--I'm so bad at guessing "boy" or "girl," and my track record for guessing proves it.  Wishing you two the best of everything ... : )

Friday, November 21, 2014

Random cell phone clean out

I bought a cushion for both of them to share this winter.  To say that it offended Pearl is the understatement of the year--she has since flat out rejected it which is fine with Penny who has overtaken it completely.

Our first sorta chilly morning about two months ago--we clearly had no idea what November had in store for us.  Also, it's sorta depressing that my sun-induced blonde highlights show up grey here ...

The best breakfast ever--too bad these are gone from the supermarket.  After a month of caramel apple breakfasts, I still wasn't sick of them.

Ron and I both want to know: How the HELL does a TI-83 still cost the same price in 2014 as it did in 1999??? There is nothing about this that makes ANY sense at all.  Shouldn't they be $45 or $50 by now? Clearly, TI is in bed with every friggin school district in America. I wish I was being sarcastic.

One of the best things about working at a Catholic school is that random saints just pop up out of nowhere. One day, this shelf was empty and the next St. Bernard is there.  I just discovered an entire hallway of Blessed Mothers last week.

We'll see how long these guys last, but they're pretty for now.

Soap with a cat on it? Sure. Why not.

My friend, Katherine, sent me a gift that required dry ice (Williams Sonoma's chocolate croissants--beloved by Oprah herself--if you must know).  Naturally, if you put an engineer in the same room as dry ice, said engineer will play with said dry ice until it finally all evaporates.  Honestly, I don't remember the last time I saw Ron so happy. (Again, I wish I was being sarcastic.)  Katherine had no idea that she was sending both of us a gift.  The Fluffs, however, were not nearly as elated ...

She would not come closer than this ...

They both kept a safe distance and waited for it to be over ...

Put a pumpkin in it!

Can you believe the attitude this kid gives me when I tell her No?

We've had some pretty incredible sunsets this fall.  This was taken back when the sun set after 4:30pm.  Again, the sarcasm (or lack thereof).

From L to R: Pearl, Penny, me.  So I guess we all would fit in a twin size bed (even though we're in a king here ...)

How have I lived in West Chester my whole life and only just gone to Four Dogs for the first time? (Did I mention that they have ample free parking? Ok, I'll stop.)  We went with my friend's family on the same night that happened to be their Halloween party--naturally, we were the only people not dressed up.  The bar was decorated beautifully, and all the doors were open since it had been an unusually warm day.  The air smelled like burning leaves, black sky, and a big yellow moon--my very favorite fragrance (tied for first with Carmel Beach).

Three times in the past month, I have caught Pearl staring into this empty corner of our back bedroom.  She just sits there staring, and when I walk in I clearly startle her.  A part of me wants to know exactly why she's doing this, and another part of me is like, "Jesus, don't tell me. Don't want to know" because it probably means that something is living inside the walls.

A death six months in the making. I accidentally over-watered him in April/May and then proceeded not to water him AT ALL in the ensuing months. I actually think he died from rot due to the over-watering, not the ensuing drought.  Oh well.

I really want to know HOW we ended up on this mailing list: two weeks ago, we received a HUGE, glossy catalogue for a senior living facility in the mail.  I think it was directly addressed to Ron (not to "Resident").  It was an obviously expensive thing to publish and to mail (because it was so heavy!)--the quality of the paper is beyond any typical magazine or catalogue.  So it was very clearly and intentionally sent to people who would most likely be interested in the information--it wasn't just some mass mailing ... hold up, this is just occurring to me as I write this: Is it possible that my Ron received this because he was confused for his dad (who has the same name)?? They get mixed up on official documents all the time--maybe this was supposed to be sent to my in-laws ...?  Anyway, it was really hilarious to get this in the mail.  A part of me feels like showing up in their offices with the catalogue and demanding a tour for myself.

This guy turned 32 at the beginning of the month.

Even though it was a weekend, he still had to go to work, but I think it was a good birthday anyway.  (Any birthday with his mom's meatballs is a good birthday.)

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Random stuff around the house

I found a snail in my terrarium ... the same terrarium I finished two months ago but have not posted here. Note to self.  Pretty sure that it's not a good thing to have a snail in your terrarium.

My orchid--which just entered it's big sleep two months ago--is back! Two months early.  I'm really shocked but, of course, pleased.

Last week, my kitchen glowed yellow for several hours because of the reflection of sunlight off of this tree.

I can't believe it's going to be bare in a matter of days.  It took so long for this guy to bud and bloom back in the spring--I feel like it just woke up.

I knew this guy was going to get snowed on last Thursday, and I have no intention of preserving it this winter.  So I took a picture and (miraculously) it's not dead yet despite all this January weather.


Many of the souvenirs I have were not actually purchased in the place they commemorate ... I wish the Cliff House or the Golden Gate Bridge was in the center rather than Fisherman's Wharf.

Pearl?

Pearl.

99% of the time, this is the first face I see every morning.

Oh, Muffin Face.  Why do you think it's ok to take whatever it is that Pearl's enjoying?