how i do

we have been watching the wire a lot and i find myself extremely attached to some of the characters....like in an unhealthy way. like the way i was attached to felicity...and we all know why that was wrong. but...when i watched bodie get gunned down by marlow's crew....i was so fucking pissed. like i wanted revenge. i wanted to pop a cap in their muthafuckin face. cuz that's how i do. shit.

i made cake and cupcakes for my cousin's bridal shower yesterday. it was fun. i made a white chocolate buttercream cake with fresh flowers, orange liquor buttercream frosted cupcakes with sugared orange peel, and lavender buttercream cupcakes.



notes from my dream last night:

i was standing in a parking lot.
it was hot.
august sweaty white t shirt hot.
he had a dirty face. like he had been working on car engines.
(he worked at jiffy lube in high school)
he lit a cigarette
i was watching but trying not to, rumaging through a bag like i was looking for something very important, a lot more important than him. i didn't want him to even realize i had noticed him standing there, let alone the fact that he was smoking...and sweaty.
but i was watching him the whole time.
he smoked like james dean.
i wanted one.
he saw me and i knew my efforts to act cool were worthless.
i felt pretty. and completely transparent while he spoke.
his friend had just been killed while walking on the train tracks. he was upset.
i didn't want him to think i cared. and i don't think i actually did care. but he did.
and then i went from feeling transparent to invisible.
and i walked away.

10 things that make me happy

the last page of one of my favorite magazines, Domino...aw domino...moment of silence for it's glory....um...yes the last page of domino is always some persons "10 things that make me happy" and they feature someone...like a designer, stylist, actress...normally someone awesome and beautiful with loads and loads of money.
I decided i am going to do this every month. and i am ALSO going to do "10 things that make me angry"...you know...to keep it real.

So here are the things that make me happy right now:


this panda puff ball. please be mine.















the le crueset dutch oven in teal. sigh.

















la mer lotion. worth every penny.




















french press coffee. the only way to wake up in the summer.
















my back yard. it is the place to be in Summer 2008 according to...this blog.



















orange linen lounge pants. i wear them everyday.














lip gloss. fruity sweet nummyness.











target pillows. bright. fun. happy. and around 20 bucks.




















poppies. i love how they instantly make my table look like summer.



















mr. obama. so so so dreamy.

philly the pest

remember when i wrote about the raccoon invasion? well...here is proof:




















look at his cute lil paw on the tree! pleeeease....please can i keep him?

well....i actually have no choice. he won't go away. and now i have raccoon poop in the yard and a hungry cat.

low tide

we poked at stuff. it was awesome.

june

it is june. i know it is hard to understand this because of the rain, dark clouds and chilly air, but it is june. to celebrate, i quit my job. and i slept in till 9, made pancakes, and painted flowers with riley.

i smell like a combination of fried chicken, onions, and maple syrup.

i can't remove the sweatshirt i have been wearing since sunday. my body has accepted it like skin. like the fat lady and the toilet seat....but not as tragic and disgusting.

speaking of tragic, i just applied to be someones "personal assistant" and now i want to take it back. i was like "oh....that sounds neat....running errands for someone...like in movies".....but i bet it is an old slimy dude who wants someone to massage his bunions and go to costco for rogaine and condoms.


tomorrow is the lowest tide of the year. we are going to go to the beach and poke at stuff. yay! on my list of things i like to do, "poking stuff" is right after "looking at stuff" which is after "sitting".

"once upon a love" by riley, age 5

i want you to know me
i want you to see me

i want people to know you
i want people to know you

i want people to see you

i want you to know my future
i want you to know my future

so so so so so so

i really want you to know me
i really want you to sing with me

so so so so so so

i always want you to remember
i want you to remember

i want you to remember me



(this is what riley was singing this morning while painting. i grabbed a pencil a wrote it down)

video fun

my new obsession: home videos

this one is from last summer.

expect more. including interviews of riley, with special guest, me.