Mmmmmballs

12/13/11
At work.
Why yes, it is a cup of bubblegumballs.



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Today (in photo form)

12/9/2011



Kitteh in a sink.


Bizarre icicle.


Holiday party shoe shopping.


Kitteh in an armoire.


Holiday party hair trial.

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Baa-Baa

11/19/2011
The Musical Box performing
The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway
Keswick Theatre


Incredible. Wish I'd been old enough to see the original production in '74.

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Cat Intro - The Mini

11/16/2011
Meet the latest addition to our feline arsenal - Dusty.


(this is a rare moment of her at rest)

She also goes by Mini-Frowf, Dustalicious, Little Pretty, and The Petite Prowf.

She's enjoying chasing her big sister (Madamoiselle, the Maxi-Frowf) around and keeping her on her toes.

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The eye has it

11/10/2011
I know, I suck at the RA-RA-WRITE-MOR activity. Oh well. I'll try harder from here on out.

Anyway

This is my eye.


With makeup on it.

I recently caught sight of myself in my new fangled forward-facing iPhone camera, and I was horrified. Washed out doesn't even begin to describe me. I realized that i have absolutely no natural definition around my eyes. How did I reach 41 without seeing this?

So I got a wild hair up my ass to do something about it. First, watch some YouTube tutorials on how to actually apply eye makeup; then practice. Dude, it's not easy. I stabbed myself in the eye numerous times and rubbed my eyelids raw with the constant removal process. Ouch.

On my first attempt - at something called 'how to make green eyes pop', I gave myself what looked like a black eye. On the next try, something in a moderate case of pinkeye.

In frustration I decided to stick to neutrals for the time being, and what you see above is called 'how to *something something* hooded eyes' - because along with the no definition thing, I have barely any visible eyelids.

I know it probably hardly looks like there's anything there, but that one eye took me almost 15 minutes to complete.

How do you regular makeup wearers do it every day?

PS - I do realize that I'm about 25 years late to the play with makeup party. So I'm a late bloomer.

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My new toy

11/3/2011
iPhone 4s
Woot!


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Christmas Ball Kittehs

11/2/2011
Petco at the registers


These tags on the catnip and cat grass plants crack me up. Stoner kittehs. Hey, pssst, you holdin', William holdin'?

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NAM-BLA-POW-WOW

11/1/2011
Yellow Springs Farm
Last pickup for the 2011 Goat Cheese CSA

GOATS!

I joined a cheese CSA this year, because cheese is a primary food group for me and the idea of supporting a local business was appealing. It was awesome. I enjoyed picking up my share at the farm every two weeks, chatting with the owners and seeing what the resident critters were up to.



Every time I would pull into the farm's driveway, whichever goats were out in the pen would be all crazy-go-nuts with the baaaaaa-ing. They'd see me (and probably everyone else picking up, but let's just pretend that they like me best, ok?) and come running over like the fish and geese at a public pond. However, I never had a fistful of mashed up crackers to offer them. (something tells me that the goat owners/cheesemakers really don't want their cheeses having a Saltine quality to them) If you look close in the picture below, the fence post toward the upper left corner has a platform on it, upon which is a black and white kitteh just unlaxing. Kitteh!



Today was no exception, and these two lovely (handsome? I have no idea if they are boys or girls - the farm has both) goats came over to say hello. I'm not sure if other visitors feed them or if they are just really social, but they are not shy at all about getting all up in your face when you stand at the fence. I had to back up a bit to get the picture below because this one started climbing the fence to either give me a kiss, or eat my phone. I did not realize that they could climb fences. Goats are 4 wheel drive. Learn something new every day, I suppose.



Anyway. Goats are neat. Cheese CSA's are pretty cool. You should see if one is available to you in your area. I would try a vegetable CSA, but my picky eating habits coupled with my fear of getting boxes full of rhubarb, yams and turnips week after week keeps me from joining one. And no, I'm not going to try them and see if maybe I like them, Mom.



RE: The title of today's post -

There is some sort of bloggy-thing that happens in November where bloggers are supposed to post every day for the WHOLE MONTH. I see it referenced in a lot of the blogs I read (where the authors don't merely stick up a picture every few days, or weeks - heh), and thought that since I've done such a tremendous job with my iPhone photo-a-day project, that I would maybe stick a toe into the NOV-BLOG-PO-PO (or whatever the fussy not-quite-an-acronym moniker of the forced writing activity is) waters and see how I do. I make no promises regarding the content of each day's scribbles - could be meat, could be cake. We'll see where the spirit takes me, it should be an interesting ride. They always are.

SNF Eagles vs. Cowgirls

10/30/2011
Chainsaw Art
Lincoln Financial Field



Woot! Eagles 34-7!


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Snowtober!

10/29/2011
First snowfall of the season.
Woot! Snow!



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Da' Birds

10/26/2011
SNF Eagles vs. Cowboys
Bring it!



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Her Name is Rio

10/17/2011
Duran Duran
Tower Theater



CrabbyC was my date, just as she was in 1984 when she took me and my 2 junior high besties to see (read: scream and cry at) these guys at the Spectrum. It was my first concert.

Being growed up has it's plusses and minuses, example: I bought the tix so our seats were much closer this time (+), because of that we wore ear plugs (-).

(I'm a day late with this - so shoot me)

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The Cuervo Gold....

The fine Colombian, make tonight a wonderful thing...

9/9/2011


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Tater

8/30/2011



Imagine my surprise when I found an actual sweet potato growing in my windowbox. Guess they don't call them 'Sweet Potato Vines' for nothing. It's like a gardening BONUS.


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The Aftermath

8/28/2011
Along with a few tree limbs, brain cells appear to have sustained some damage.



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Hurricane

8/27/2011 7:30 PM
Irene



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Winning Shopping List

8/19/2011

Best part is that I can get it all at the same place.



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Tour de Agony

7/10/2011
ACS Philly Bike-a-Thon
4500 cyclists riding in support of finding a cure. What a day!






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Independence

7/4/2011
The CableGuy braving the heat.


Happy Birthday America! Hope you are all having a wonderful holiday weekend.

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Ferocious

6/28/2011
Apparently the pool ducks are not welcome. I came home to these:




A bit of a closer look:









Rawr (or whatever sound alligators make).

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Sunset

6/26/2011
From the front steps.



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What to Shoe?

Hey!

I reached 100 posts the other day. Go me. Only took me 2 years to get there. But, whatever - 100! Where's my cake? Do I have to do some sort of a giveaway? What would you like? Hostas? Lint? A neurotic cat?

I'm currently packing my apt up and moving carloads of my belongings (how did I get so much STUFF?) up to the CableGuy's domain, so her world is being flipped upside down and she doesn't quite know what to do with it. Lately she spends the majority of her time under the bed. Until I get into the bed. Then she comes out and stands on my torso with all of her weight in one paw directly on my boob. The PAIN. You have no idea.

Ha - wait till we move the bed out this weekend, THEN what will the little princess do? I keed, I keed - starting on Saturday she's going to go spend the next month (while we move the big stuff and then go on vacation) chilling at her g-ma and g-pa's (CrabbyC and Tex's) house with her feisty cousin, Ike-kitteh.

Anyway, I digress.

Back on topic......I purchased the dress in the picture below to wear to a wedding in September.

Bling bling - yes, but it's fabulous, and it was over 50% off and I luff it so much. I don't even want to begin to think about how the hell I'm going to wash it or keep from ripping sequins off of it while I sit and fidget (my forte).

My most pressing concern, at the moment, is what do I put on my feet with such a creation?

The chick in the picture (which you can't see) is wearing gold peep-toe heels. I could do the gold, but I can't really do the heels, as the CableGuy is actually several inches shorter than moi (yes, it is true. Luckily I got over THAT issue back in 2000. As long as he weighs more than me, we're good.), I actually am not very good at conducting myself in heels, and peep-toes always make my feet feel like they are being pushed through the end of a ball-point pen.

But it is a wedding, and a fancy dress and I want to look nice. I could probably swing a low-ish heel, something an inch or so, because (as CrabbyC has pointed out) I tend to be a clodhopper in flats, which I wear pretty much exclusively, so I guess that makes me appear to be only a generation or so removed from Cletus the slack-jawed yokel most of the time. But (Yes, I start sentences with 'but' and yes, I have an English degree. Bite me.) also because there will also be much dancing and drinking and general flinging-yourself-around-a-room-full-of-people-you-don't-know-and-let's-not-faceplant-on-the-floor-and-mortify-our-friend-the-mother-of-the-bride-if-we-can-help-it.

So.

If anyone has any ideas, thoughts or suggestions on footwear for Cletus to pair with the above frock, please, speak up. It would be much appreciated.

Now where'd I leave my banjo?

My first TEDx

6/21/2011

TEDx Phoenixville
At the Colonial Theater

Fascinating.



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My Latest Obsession

6/20/2011



Nearly a full set of vintage (50's-60's) American Tourister Tiara luggage, in practically mint condition.

Sourced from 3 different locations over the course of several weeks.

I especially love the train case and the round suitcase!

Can't wait to use them.

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Smells like.....Victory

6/11/11
Victory Brewing Company
Summer Love and Sunrise
Yum.



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First Summer Concert

6/7/11
Eagleview Town Square
Mason and Porter



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Rosé & Red

5/25/11
(yes, out of order, but the lighting in the restaurant last night was not conducive to photo taking)

Here we have a non-vintage Ruinart Brut Rosé Champagne (from the local PA LCB) and a 2004 Naudin Echézeaux Grand Cru Red Burgundy (picked up at the producer in Oct. 2008).

Both were perfect with our French meal last evening. And, as far as I am concerned, ANY day is a good day for Champers!



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Duck Pool

5/26/11
This fella has been paddling around the apartment pool for almost a week now. He has a girlfriend, but she's elsewhere at the moment.



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Babies!

5/10/11
Mama and Papa Goose are the proud parents of 4 fuzzballs!



They're paddling around the pond at my workplace, checking out their new world.



Welcome to the world baby geese!


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Unhappy Bag 'o Kitty

5/6/11
At the vet.



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Almost Derby Time

5/2/11
My hat for the Derby this Saturday arrived!

Now to pick some horses.


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Smells like....Victory

4/30/11
An easy bike ride to our local brew pub for the Flyers game.

Go ORANGE!






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Mailbox Goodies

So, the other day I showed you the cover of a publication that I received, unsolicited, in my mailbox.

Let's take a peek into the contents of that catalog, shall we? It's unintentionally (I think, or else these folks are GOOD) hilarious.

First up - the Springy Hair Remover Thingy.


Has anyone ever actually used one of these? I had one of those epi-lady things when I was younger and it hurt like hell to use, on my legs. I think it ripped skin off in addition to hair. This looks like one of those minus the motor. Which somehow seems even more demonic - you're providing the power that rips the little hairs out instead of a battery or wall socket. Why would you do that to yourself? 'Without any redness or rashes'? I don't believe it for a second. Anything that pulls your hair out by the root is going to leave a mark, at least for a little while - have you never gotten a bikini wax? Remember the scene from '40 Year Old Virgin'? The blood spots? For realsies.


Next - the Neck Relaxation Cushion?


Aside from the fact that the lady in the picture looks just like my CEO's assistant (perhaps she's moonlighting?), this appears to be a thinly veiled prop for auto-erotic asphyxiation. Wrap it around your neck to 'ease stress'? Pump it up to inflate? This is better than a pillow over the face. 'Oh, your honor, I was just, um, trying to help her relax, see? I guess I maybe inflated it a little too much.'

Riiiight. Which brings me to the....


....Personal Massagers *snicker*

Come on. Let's call a spade a spade, shall we? They are VIBRATORS. I love how it shows someone massaging their neck area with it. Are you kidding me? I especially like the 'satin bubbles' one. I may or may not have owned something similar in a past life. *sorry Mom* The fact that these are offered in a publication that seems geared to the older folks gives me hope that not all is lost when it comes down to getting with the sexytimes once we've reached the golden years. Rock on with your bad self, G-Ma.

And then, because we know how humans regress as they age, I give you the Washable Big Coverup.

A giant bib to go along with the giant diapers that we will all be sporting while our home health aide feeds us mashed up chicken and broccoli, through a straw. Which, can I just tell you, skeeves me out to the Nth degree? I do not like my food to touch on my plate so the idea of mashing everything together and eating it makes my hands itch something fierce. Then I have to go wash them a whole bunch of times.

OCD - I has it.

Finally, and I saved the best for last (you're welcome), we have the 'Tummy Liner'.

Uh. Hmmmmm. 'Tummy' seems a bit, I don't know, light as a descriptor. But I guess that calling it what it truly is - a Meat Apron Maxi-Pad (TM) - would turn a few folks off and they'd sell a lot less of these.

I know the photo is not so great (stupid iPhone camera), but the blurb about it says that it helps 'prevent heat rash and FUNGUS (emphasis mine) that can develop under the abdominal fold'.

I'm sorry, did you say FUNGUS? How long has your nasty ass not taken a bath if FUNGUS is growing in your abdominal fold? I think that there are bigger problems to address if someone actually has a frigging mushroom farm in their fat flaps.

Although, if they've got truffles in there, well then maybe some sort of a win-win financial arrangement can be negotiated.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves

4/20/11
In my mailbox today.

It's filled with all sorts of shit for the *ahem* more 'mature' individual.

How the hell did I get on their mailing list?

We all know that I'm nowhere near 'mature'. Well, mentally.



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For 'da Shawties

4/16/11
Annual Red Cross Walk
Memorial Hall, Fairmont Park


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The Grey Ghost

4/15/11
2003 Grey Ghost Late Harvest Vidal (and The Cable Guy)
Purchased for me by my buddy Walt at the producer way back in 2003.


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