Friday, January 27, 2006

Mr. Bento

the power of the written word.
I blame Ariel, I read her blog.
I have since i looked at Derek's pictures about Burning Man, or maybe it was something he wrote about it. Of course I met him, through reading Heather's webpage, and well she's his wife.

But really it's about the influence of the written word, and my love of useful gadgets.
Mr.Bento is a lunch jar as opposed to a lunch pail, and frankly this isn't Little House in the Prairie, didn't Laura "halfpint" Ingalls always have a lunch pail?

I digress, so I read this great review,on Ariel's blog, about the useful nature of hanging out with Mr. Bento, and frankly I am sold. Plus I get into little containers, little containers that stack and hold food.
Hell I have died and gone to heaven.
okay maybe it wasn't that profound, but damn lunch was good,it was damn good.

All thanks to Mr.Bento and Ariel.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

by the light of the moon

this reminds me of maxfield parris, maybe it's the colors.

this reminds me of grant wood, if he was taking pictures out the window , in the middle of the night.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

who knew

I truly am a Capricorn!!
I wonder if all Caps score this way?

Your True Sign Is Capricorn

Ultra Competitive

what famous pinup are you?

i vaguely remember my Nana, once remarking i reminded her of Betty Grable.
Could this be a sign, or a little hello from my Nan.
You are Betty Grable

The ulitmate girl next door
You're the perfect girl for mostly anybody
Pretty yet approachable. Beautiful yet real.

Monday, January 02, 2006

forty three

happy birthday to me.
I decided to make myself cupcakes,
just like small tiny cakes, but bitesize, well a few bites and they are gone.
I made 24, not 43, I'd be eating cupcakes until next month.

i usually give myself a gift, this year i'm splurging on snowshoes.
if i can't leave the winter behind. I may as well enjoy it more fully.

last year I gave my self, a subsription to Heather Powazek Champ's Print Club. It was divine.
I recommend it highly.

why do i give myself a gift?
I guess it's a way to let myself know, how happy I am in my skin.
or perhaps I love getting gifts.

either's all good.
so happy birthday to me.