I really love this on so many levels.
I would say "Get a room"..but I think I want to watch.
They aren't flashy. They aren't Morticia and Gomez. They look like they did this at their wedding decades ago. And her shoes are fabulous.
Great movie. Great scene.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Decor For The Acutely Morbid
I was a morbid child. I cut my teeth on Charles Addams and Edward Gorey. I saved my baby teeth because I had dreams of making them into a necklace. I suppose my parents figured that if I wasn't mutilating the chickens, horses or dog I was "okay".
We live in an area where there are woodland and farm creatures. These critters die of natural causes or maybe..most likely.. not, and there are a lucky few who find the picked clean remains. That would be us. Not only do we have your basic animals expiring we have a cow graveyard way up in the woods. The coyotes drag the snacky bits around and on our walks we tend to find them. And then we bring them home. Some people collect leaves or flowers. We get all in a tither about bones. The collection isn't vast, but it's growing. The Minion and S.O have brought home the lower jaw of a beaver ( in the bay window next to the miniature rose plants ),a spike-horn skull ( in the whiskey barrel planter with the Chinese forget-me-not ), a second deer skull sans antlers ( in the other whiskey barrel with the chives...don't eat at our house ) and just last week while I was a work:the most fabulous cow femur.
My first thought on the femur was: "How can I make this work? It's too big for inside the house." My second was: "This is not normal...who decorates with de-fleshed bones?" My third was: " The S.O must really think I'm a ghoul." So for the time being, the femur is out with the deer skulls...right where the S.O dropped it. With winter coming I feel I should bring the skulls and leg inside, I just don't know where to put them. And I think the S.O may object. His ability to humor me only goes so far. I'm thinking if I re-arrange the Minion's room ...he does have an alligator head and caribou antler ( see Christmas picture post from 2007 ) motif going...it could work. I could even display the Minion's baby teeth~ he's saved all his too. It must be genetic.
We live in an area where there are woodland and farm creatures. These critters die of natural causes or maybe..most likely.. not, and there are a lucky few who find the picked clean remains. That would be us. Not only do we have your basic animals expiring we have a cow graveyard way up in the woods. The coyotes drag the snacky bits around and on our walks we tend to find them. And then we bring them home. Some people collect leaves or flowers. We get all in a tither about bones. The collection isn't vast, but it's growing. The Minion and S.O have brought home the lower jaw of a beaver ( in the bay window next to the miniature rose plants ),a spike-horn skull ( in the whiskey barrel planter with the Chinese forget-me-not ), a second deer skull sans antlers ( in the other whiskey barrel with the chives...don't eat at our house ) and just last week while I was a work:the most fabulous cow femur.
My first thought on the femur was: "How can I make this work? It's too big for inside the house." My second was: "This is not normal...who decorates with de-fleshed bones?" My third was: " The S.O must really think I'm a ghoul." So for the time being, the femur is out with the deer skulls...right where the S.O dropped it. With winter coming I feel I should bring the skulls and leg inside, I just don't know where to put them. And I think the S.O may object. His ability to humor me only goes so far. I'm thinking if I re-arrange the Minion's room ...he does have an alligator head and caribou antler ( see Christmas picture post from 2007 ) motif going...it could work. I could even display the Minion's baby teeth~ he's saved all his too. It must be genetic.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
The Most Wonderful Place On Earth
It was suggested by a dear friend that I start to write regularly again. I have missed being snarky and will make an effort to update more than once every 8 months.
I cleaned out my office at Stratton today. After 17 years I've decided to simplify. My commute will now be 3 miles of flat road, not 18 uphill and down, with 4 different types of weather on those January days I wish I were living on Fiji. I am..again..a bookseller here. The Bookstore was my first job as a sophomore in high school, back when it was a very small store and across the street from where it now lives. I was saving money for an exchange to Germany and continued working there for 5 years. It was a good fit then and an even better one now. I feel like a chocoholic in a candy store. I like what I do. I get surges of happiness while shelving books in my sections...you know that feeling when you were first in love and out of the blue you'd feel all tingly and giggly? This happens to me now. Running my fingers over spines, my eyes absorbing outstanding covers...the scent of freshly printed ideas.
Of course it isn't without its challenges...example: " I heard about this book on NPR the other day, and I don't remember the author, but the title had "The" in it and it was about Japanese prison camps..I think. Do you have this book?" Google is a friend.
I have yet to eat or drink from our apparently amazing cafe, but I hear the coffee is terrific. We have author events...I just swooned...did you all feel that swoon? I am happy and content and the employee discount doesn't hurt either.
Next time: How The Minion Survived His 6 Week Visit With His "Born-Again" Dad. Yes...there is a back-lit bust of Jesus whose eyes follow you across the room.
I cleaned out my office at Stratton today. After 17 years I've decided to simplify. My commute will now be 3 miles of flat road, not 18 uphill and down, with 4 different types of weather on those January days I wish I were living on Fiji. I am..again..a bookseller here. The Bookstore was my first job as a sophomore in high school, back when it was a very small store and across the street from where it now lives. I was saving money for an exchange to Germany and continued working there for 5 years. It was a good fit then and an even better one now. I feel like a chocoholic in a candy store. I like what I do. I get surges of happiness while shelving books in my sections...you know that feeling when you were first in love and out of the blue you'd feel all tingly and giggly? This happens to me now. Running my fingers over spines, my eyes absorbing outstanding covers...the scent of freshly printed ideas.
Of course it isn't without its challenges...example: " I heard about this book on NPR the other day, and I don't remember the author, but the title had "The" in it and it was about Japanese prison camps..I think. Do you have this book?" Google is a friend.
I have yet to eat or drink from our apparently amazing cafe, but I hear the coffee is terrific. We have author events...I just swooned...did you all feel that swoon? I am happy and content and the employee discount doesn't hurt either.
Next time: How The Minion Survived His 6 Week Visit With His "Born-Again" Dad. Yes...there is a back-lit bust of Jesus whose eyes follow you across the room.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Threats Work
Me: Honey, cut it out
Minion: What's the magic word, mom?
Me: Look, just cut it out, you are on my last ever loving nerve.
Minion: No, what's the magic word?
Me: Magic word? How about : Shovel and Hefty bags.
Suddenly he decided to get ready for bed. Amazing. I think he's watched too many CSI dvd's with me.
Minion: What's the magic word, mom?
Me: Look, just cut it out, you are on my last ever loving nerve.
Minion: No, what's the magic word?
Me: Magic word? How about : Shovel and Hefty bags.
Suddenly he decided to get ready for bed. Amazing. I think he's watched too many CSI dvd's with me.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
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