Bookseller, baker, ricotta-cheese maker. I'm a reader, a wannabe writer, have a mothballed J.D., and am little bit crazy. These are the days of my lives.
Posted in Clutter, just plain silly, music on Dec 4th, 2008
Or something like that. I have previously confessed my love of uber-artificial “foods” like spam and velveeta. (Insert Monty Python voice saying “Spam!” here). So why do I feel kind of dirty confessing that I am currently rockin’ out to a shuffle mix of all the Bon Jovi in my iTunes?
Right now in the rotation? […]
Here, chez BLC, it is national pie and stuffing patties with fried eggs and gravy for breakfast weekend. (With many thanks to backlist for the idea.) We did leave the house for several hours yesterday to do such things as go to the store for mops and brooms and other cleaning items I somehow managed […]
Posted in Better Half, Clutter, bipolar, cooking, flickr, food, links, photos, recipes on Nov 24th, 2008
“Oh, look! You’re taking pictures of food again!” Hah, hah, Better Half, very funny. Or not. I’ve been doing all sorts of things I used to do again. Like, oh, say, cooking dinner. And then taking pictures of it. For that to be “normal” is a judge of how far off I’ve been.
As far as dinner […]
Wide solemn eyes,
contemplating the chocolate bar he’s chomping on,
cross-eyed.
His towheaded pageboy tops an oversized
blue oshkosh hooded sweatshirt.
As he munches his chocolate bar,
he kicks his small feet in sandals so large
his toes are nearly invisible.
“When does the train leave?“
“Soon.”
A pause. Another bite of chocolate.
“When’s soon?”
Posted in Better Half, BlogHer, Clutter, going to hell, just plain silly on Jul 21st, 2008
258 photos at the Ferry Farmer’s Market– less fattening than Cowgirl Creamery Cheese.
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The Ferry Farmer’s Market: like heaven, just foggier.
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BLC (out loud): (To guy nearly kneecapping me with his cane) Hey, watch it!
BLC (internally): Oh, shit. Another blind guy.
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I’ve never been afraid of heights before. But I tried to walk across […]
Posted in Clutter on May 30th, 2008
A little boy, Japanese, barely bigger than his backpack, clad in a mish-mash of colorful prints I’m sure he picked out himself, accompanying his dad, weighed down himself in front by a platter of takeout from the sushi place. As the train bends and sways, the boy tips back, dad tips forward.
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The new turnstiles […]
A black wrap dress, a b & w scarf at the neck, pearl studs, hose, & black strappy mary janes. I was overdressed, compared to the other female associates, which is fine with me.
I had kielbasa and mashed potato leftovers for lunch. With an apple. Sorry– dinner isn’t always exciting around here. At least the potatoes […]
I have…
cut my nails and dithered over whether to paint them
swiffered the floor
dithered over what to wear
bought groceries for the week
dithered some more over what to wear
and
dithered over what to wear
I know they are business casual in the office, so I don’t need to wear a suit tomorrow but I want to make a good first […]
Posted in Clutter, bipolar, food, lawyer, meds, writing on May 21st, 2008
Lamictal is my friend
good sleep, good mood.
I shall never leave you (again).
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Crap, a real legal job offer.
At someplace I’d like.
Not too many hours.
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Freelance piece on barbecue.
Tasty, fun. I really want
a salad.
Posted in Clutter on May 20th, 2008
That won’t give me dandruff? Ok, GO! (Thanks!)