"When you were a little kid didn't you ever sprinkle Ivory flakes on the living room floor 'cause you wanted to make it snow in July?"

I found this light box in one of the cool little flea markets and shops we tooled around in over the weekend. I don't think it is super old- but it called to me. I think it will live upstairs in the bathroom or hallway. It is cool. It reminds me of Lucerne.
It makes me smile in the dark.

Title Post- The Sure Thing 1985

I'm here to kick your ass, and you know it, and everybody here knows it, and above all, you deserve it.

I didn't make any resolutions this year other than really trying to organize a bit better and perhaps to use a wallet and stop pulling 20's out of my bra at shops like some deranged Miss Havisham sort of lady.

One of the first things I seem to organize in the new year is toy mess. We have a Thomas the Fricking Tank Engine lover here and they are everywhere. I went to some large office store and picked up these wall mounted plastic holders. (I am sure they are designed to hold brochures and the like, but they work just spiffy for small wooden trains.)


I feel better already. Take that Thomas! Take that Percy!

title quote-Some Kind of Wonderful 1987

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do it with a heart wide open



My friend R had a fantastic Holiday Gift idea.
She is going to buy these small books
and bag them in these
along with bottles of white vinegar for green cleaning
and other small items like energy-efficient light bulbs
and microfiber towels
and give green
I love it! I must steal that idea for some family members!

and then I must share that I cannot no longer hide my true feelings for John Mayer. I didn't ever mean to love him like this. I even resisted him when he talked about my body being a wonderland. I would only allow my body to sway a bit back and forth in public. Just like a tiny shoulder nudge back and forth. Damn it though. I love you John. I love you and yr song is on repeat all damn day.

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And honey you should know/That I could never go on without you

Joe is back to work today and Finn got the hell out and chose an antique swap meet with mama and papa over staying here in the house of illness. I explained to him that there would be rows and rows of junky old things, much walking, and nary a toy in sight. It is not like Target I say. He continued to pack his pink SpongeBob backpack.
Blaise seems pretty cool with everything. He wants to be held and I am trying to keep as much distance from him as I can. How hard is that? His extra car seat has given him much pleasure today as I set it in the living room and he used it as a climbing frame. In and out and I just cuddle on the couch and shout out encouraging phrases. I throw him the remote control sometimes and he freaks out with delight. I let him rip up a Dwell magazine for fun times and we both have crap on our shirts. I have the box of cheerios beside my nest and it is all working out better than I could have thought yesterday in my 102.9 fever delirium. He amazes me today. I asked him to bring me a book and the little fat man brought me one. He might only say da da incessantly, but he brought me a book today.