Showing posts with label Austen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Austen. Show all posts

Friday, August 8, 2008

888

The morning radio people were talking about how very auspicious a day it is, what with all those eights. And they were right; today I discovered Cake Wrecks, and the world is a better place.


Today's earrings: pigs, citrine drops

Bedtime reading: Mansfield Park, Jane Austen

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Made for walking

"Will you walk a little faster?" said a whiting to a snail
"There's a porpoise close behind us and he's treading on my tail
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle - will you come and join the dance?"

- - Lewis Carroll

Today's earrings: boots, alligators

Bedtime reading: Mansfield Park, Jane Austen

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Overheard at a downtown bus stop

I missed a lot of Dude 1's dialogue because his back was to me.
Dude 1: ...had a baby two weeks ago...
Dude 2: That is huge! Congratulations!
Dude 1: ...yeah...been crazy...[lengthy unintelligible]
Dude 2: But what are you doing here, and awake? You should be asleep or tending to the babe.
Dude 1: I had to go back to work this week... [unintelligible]
The practical pattern may be what it's been for the past twenty years, but the ideal has shifted: a new dad is supposed to be home with the newborn. Awwwww.


Today's earrings: compasses

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Eureka

Still like the show and all, but if they're going to disappear the Dry Cleaning Lady entirely, sooner or later I'm going to need a time loop or an amnesia fog or some such to explain her absence.


Today's earrings: eyes, ravens

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Monday, August 4, 2008

Hi ho

Hi ho!
Hi ho!
Hi ho! Hi ho! Hi ho!

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's off to work we go
Hi ho, Hi ho, Hi ho

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's off to work we go
Hi ho, Hi ho

Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hi ho
Hi ho, Hum

Hi ho, Hi ho
It's off to work we go
Hi ho, hi ho, hi ho, hi ho

- - Frank Churchill


Today's earrings: bees, typewriter keys

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Thinking of the children

Last week, I contemplated the overflowing shelves in my closet, and asked myself, "Self, why on earth do I have so many sheets?" Myself obligingly began to explain at length the roots of my packrat behavior.
"Enough!" I cried. "Can't you recognize a rhetorical question? Don't answer that. These sheets must go!"

Friday, I had lunch with Cricket, and I told her of my determination to rid myself of redundant linen. She replied that one of her first tasks in the coming school year will be to set her minions making little sacks for pinto beans, and if the sacks were made of castoff bedlinen, all the better for the budget. (If someone were to provide 100 pounds of pinto beans, she would have nothing left to wish for.)

Today, I presented Cricket with two sacks of the aforementioned bedlinen. It was frabjous.

Now I have to figure out what to do with all the extra pillows. Ah, well... next summer will be soon enough.


Today's earrings: owls, kangaroos (w/joeys)

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

School Pictures

Pictures of the Tiger, looking adorable, arrived in the mail today. Someone seems to have given him a dinosaur-skeleton stamp, which is also darn cute.


Today's earrings: eyes, liberty dimes

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Leaves of Glass

M & I went to see the Chihuly. While there, we started designing the house that goes around the installations we'd commission from him if we ever had the money. Then we visited the statue of Yoda.
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eta: As M points out in comments, I failed to mention our paying our respects to the Mantelpiece of Horror. We named the dogs Fluffy and Thurlow, and the dying boar Camilla. We did not name the pissed-off looking deer on top.

We have no visio.


Today's earrings: diamonds, brown glass beads

Bedtime reading: Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen