anthropomorphizing

"Not a bath, anything but a bath! Aww come on, let me in the house. I swear I won't get this mud on anything."


"I really don't see what all the fuss was about. I wasn't that dirty."

Tassajara bread book

Last week I tried to make bread out of a standard cook book. I was rewarded with the hardest, whitest, yeastiest brick ever known. I didn't throw it away, but rather reinforced a weak spot on one of the outside walls of the house. With that epic fail under my belt I went straight out and bought the Tassajara Bread Book.







Success!

Hair cut

Cutting your own hair is much easier than taking a picture of your own haircut. This is the best I could do.

decadent

We've gone out on Friday night for the past two weeks. Feeling quite decadent here.

Retribution & slippers

On our way to the airport we took a shuttle that picked us up three hours before our flight, but dropped us off so late our flight was already boarding. We raced our check in baggage through security and tossed all of our liquids. In the too fast mess I lost the best slippers ever. Gurrr!! Then we ran like crazy people through the airport and got panting onto the plane, the door closing directly behind us.

After a firmly penned letter, and follow up phone calls (all Linton's doing) we were reimbursed for everything we lost. Justice!

Tonight the replacement best slippers ever arrived. Ordered here if you want some. They are cozier than is probably legal.

Christmas continues

Linton's Christmas continues with the arrival of his paint carousel. Ooooh, ahhh. Check out that work space.

Garden of the gods

I love how the houses look like they spring straight from the rock.

Bishop's castle

We took a road trip this weekend and visited Bishop Castle. I've never been afraid of heights, but climbing around that place gave me the heebie jeebies. Linton was very brave and climbed up to the top, he took most of these pictures.


Jim Bishop, bless him, is a raving loony. He was outside painting a new sign, there's about a hundred already littering the place, and raving. He kept saying, "You know there's no difference between a democrat, republican, dictator, or a Nazi, and if you disagree with me you can get out of here!" One of his other favorites was retelling the story of a fight he got into with a guy twenty years younger than him who dared disagree with him! Wowza.




I wasn't faking; I was really nervous!



Nervous with good reason, I'd say.




Check out that dangling ladder and half finished walk way - YIKES!

Generation T

I got a book for Christmas from Linton, Generation T, and today made my first tee shirt alteration. I forgot to take a picture of the original tee, but it was a $2 over sized maternity shirt from our local charity shop. Sewing is so fast, makes me wonder why knit.


Now I'm ready for some hot weather!

custardy popovers

Custardy popovers from the Moosewood cookbook by Molly Katzen worth buying the whole book for these delicious morsels. Warning: totally sane, usually quite healthy women can down five at a time without batting an eyelash. I only know that because someone told me, not because I actually did it, or, um, like anything.

The key to happiness

The key to happiness is to surround yourself with what you love.

dead sock

I'm half way done with the first sock... the hard part is over and all of a sudden I have zero desire to finish, or wear these socks. Ever.

To toot my own horn I'm not one who has many half finished projects lying around, so I think I'm going to let this one die, and start something else.

Happy new car - I mean year.

Linton and I celebrated the new year by going out and buying a new (for us) car. If you didn't hear the story (and let's face it you would have been hiding under a rock if you knew us and didn't hear the story by now) our transmission gave out on 'Minty' the Hyundai Elantra. Boo! We felt very sorry for ourselves until...




We don't feel sorry for ourselves anymore. In fact, we feel downright stylish.

(Second photo courtesy of the dealer - I say courtesy like I asked...)

Full bloom

My paperwhites did well and were in full bloom to celebrate our coming home. Man alive! these things smell good.