so, I had lunch/dinner at M + M's home....they always put on a good spread and the beer flows like watah!
I love meeting their friends....we always have lots in common. Which is not the most profound statement. Of course...friends of friends have lots in common....Fun ensued!
So, Wolfie's mom made Grilled Kale. Yes. Why had I never thought of that before?? I love love dark green leafy veggies. I want you to eat...turnip greens, endive, poke salad, dandelion greens, kale, broccoli leaves....They are soooo good for you and they taste so good.
So, Wolfie's mom is also Mrs. Bluebeard's Coffee...(which is almost an oxymoron/thing).....anyhoo...she grilled Kale. It was so damn good. It really brought out the deep sugary taste and relieved any tendency to bitterness that can sometimes rile up deep dark greens.
She just put the kale on M's grill and that was pretty much it. She made a dressing of tahini, sesame seeds, mayonnaise, lemon juice...and a bit of oil I think, if I remember correctly....
Here's a recipe...for the non-believers like ME!
So I got to hang out with nice Tacoma people, and their sweet kids and babies. And drink beer until my head started to hurt ...and I needed to go since I'd left my doggie at home for hours and I didn't want his bladder to burst or to leave me a Present in my sewing room....blech.
Bluebeard Coffee...Tacoma....
and..guess what else....We have this service here now........Doorstep Veterinary Medicine, Kathryn Cutting, DVM.
Yes, that's right, Kate will come to your home and fix yr pet/children/things with 4 legs.
Is Tacoma awesome...Or What !?
Sunday, July 10, 2011
moving the stuff around....
so much to do in July....all the things I wanted to do in January, February, March, April and so...get crammed into July....Stupid snow/rain...so many things I would have done, but snow/rain got in my way........
reorganizing. mowing the lawn. having morning coffee outside. watching the scrub jays in the morn, and the swallows in the evening.
and the beach. always at the beach. soon my skin will have the patina and texture of a pair of old work boots.
continuing along the theme of wrinkled and old.....as in burlap sack. My mom was from Idaho. and there's an old joke......Twin Falls Idaho, where the women are scarce, and the sheep are nervous.
Right now, I'm designing jewelry, clothes and other cute things for late summer, fall, autumn, halloween, holidays, christmas, winter....
Inspiration.......
these 2 pictures are from Desire to Inspire. If I had log cabin walls, I might paint them white too. I don't think I'd hang a dead moose head over the couch tho....and I bet it's fun to watch people knock the yellow lamps with their heads....WTH is going on with that design decision ?
I like the little gray dining room below, because it uses simple things, sparingly and artfully. Good style does not require a lot of money. Everything in the picture could have come from the thrift store. By sticking to one color, with white, and one accent color, it can be the formula to good functional style.
There's no doubt this room cost a pretty penny...but it didn't have to.
The "I'm broke and using junk" decorating style is in my DNA and I can do this in my sleep.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Major Summer Sale
funkomavintage on etsy is having a half-year sale.
Major Summer Sale says "Move out Fashion soldiers!!"
If you've spied something, now would be the time to pull the trigger (er, the Paypal), and bag it!
From 7 -7 thru 7 -11, it's 30% off.....use Coupon Code MAJOR30 at checkout.
Summer goodies & winter goodies. Vintage kids, Vintage home decor. Whatev'......
Major Summer Sale says "Move out Fashion soldiers!!"
If you've spied something, now would be the time to pull the trigger (er, the Paypal), and bag it!
From 7 -7 thru 7 -11, it's 30% off.....use Coupon Code MAJOR30 at checkout.
Summer goodies & winter goodies. Vintage kids, Vintage home decor. Whatev'......
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Just Beachy
I spotted this little wire and white-painted cedar fence at a yard sale last week and I thought....That reminds me of...something.........
Other than granny's old-fashioned yard, it evoked a ...memory.
After I hammered it in....it dawned on me....
It was a miniature version of a Beach Fence !
also known as a sand fence it helps to trap sand and stop erosion, all while looking very cute.....
Sand, waving dune grass, seashells, driftwood, the salty air....
well, if I can't have waterfront property....I can have the waterfront fence !
Missing a few slats....but only 50 cents !
And ... a little pictorial tour around the blogosphere........
Montauk beach fence
From the neotraditionalist bloggy
Scouting New York bloggy
Nauset outerbeach bloggy
Other than granny's old-fashioned yard, it evoked a ...memory.
After I hammered it in....it dawned on me....
It was a miniature version of a Beach Fence !
also known as a sand fence it helps to trap sand and stop erosion, all while looking very cute.....
Sand, waving dune grass, seashells, driftwood, the salty air....
well, if I can't have waterfront property....I can have the waterfront fence !
Missing a few slats....but only 50 cents !
And ... a little pictorial tour around the blogosphere........
Montauk beach fence
From the neotraditionalist bloggy
Scouting New York bloggy
Nauset outerbeach bloggy
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Americana....Happy Birthday Stephen Foster
America is a dream.... where everyone can get a pretty good life if they only work hard. Of course this is not true. Every human that has ever lived and doesn't lie to themselves....Knows that luck has a lot to do with having a pretty good life.
The dream of freedom, the dream of rewards, the dream of equality, the dream of balancing laws with liberty.....America is a work in Progress.
All over the globe, people love our Americana. Our American songs, our American inventions....and our dreams. Levis, cowboy boots, fast cars, baseball, apple pie and Moms.
I love to find vintage Americana, because I love to honor the hard work, ingenuity, and good luck of things made right here in America.
While we most associate America with success stories, like Levi Strauss and J.C. Penney, there are other stories of hard work, talent and perseverance that do not bring money or glory.
---- Levis vintage 501 jeans----
Levi Strauss invented the modern blue jean made of indigo-dyed cotton denim, beginning in 1853.
A quintessential American story, that details the more common tale of a hard-working American talent, is the fatalistic short life of the beloved and other-worldly talent possessed by Stephen Foster, who wrote some of the most iconic American songs ever penned in America's 233-ish years.
Stephen Foster was born on July 4, 1826 near Pittsburgh. He composed the popular music of the day in the middle of the 19th century. He wrote minstrel songs and sentimental songs and possessed an immense inborn musical talent.
His family's servant took the boy to her church on Sunday, and he was introduced to the minstrel and the working class songs of the black culture. As a child, he was greatly influenced by the music he heard in the Pittsburgh church the negroes attended in segregated times in the North. This led to his belief that his writing should show negroes as human beings and not just as caricatures. It was very important to Foster to end slavery, to make America a place of the promise of equality.
---- JC Penneys vintage 60s shirt ----
Opened as the Golden Rule store in Kemmerer, Wyoming, 1902.
Oh!Susanna was written in 1848 when he was 22, and sold for $100. (The California Gold Rush would start the next year, and Oh! Susanna became the "theme" song ! The Gold Rush helped Mr. Levi Strauss invent the blue jean, he called "waist overalls").
The next year he contracted with Firth, Pond & Co Publishers, and wrote Swanee River. In 1850 he married Jane MacDowell, and they had a daughter. In 1852 they visited the South, Foster intent on becoming the best Negro minstrel song writer. Foster's only songwriting income was the royalty on sheet-music sales since there were no albums, no radio or iPod. He earned about $15091.00 during his life and very little from performances of his songs. Eventually he sold all his rights for about $1900.00, equivalent to nearly $46,000.00 in today's dollars.
Stephen Foster's song royalties would be worth millions today. The profits from his immensely popular songs went to others.
In the 1850's, Foster's wife left him, his best friend died and both his parents died. This song Hard Times Come Again No More, was written in 1854.
Being an artist and not a far-thinking CPA or MBA, in 1857 he fell on hard times. By 1860 hard times ravaged his morale and he sank deeply into alcoholism, and went back to New York City and lived with his wife and daughter, who left him the next year.
During the Civil War era, he wrote many more songs and handed them to his publisher for a small amount of money without a contract. The uncertain economic times, left music publishers unable to pay a fair amount to artists. Stephen Foster lived in poverty and died a pauper in 1864 at the age of 37.
He penned about 200 songs, often writing both the lyrics and music.
A very short list:
Hard Times No More, Swanee River, Camptown Races, Nelly Bly, My Old Kentucky Home, Oh! Susanna, Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair, Beautiful Dreamer.
---- Converse ----
Converse sport shoes began when Marquis M. Converse opened the doors of the Converse Rubber Shoe Company in Malden, Mass., in 1908.
The dream of freedom, the dream of rewards, the dream of equality, the dream of balancing laws with liberty.....America is a work in Progress.
All over the globe, people love our Americana. Our American songs, our American inventions....and our dreams. Levis, cowboy boots, fast cars, baseball, apple pie and Moms.
I love to find vintage Americana, because I love to honor the hard work, ingenuity, and good luck of things made right here in America.
While we most associate America with success stories, like Levi Strauss and J.C. Penney, there are other stories of hard work, talent and perseverance that do not bring money or glory.
---- Levis vintage 501 jeans----
Levi Strauss invented the modern blue jean made of indigo-dyed cotton denim, beginning in 1853.
A quintessential American story, that details the more common tale of a hard-working American talent, is the fatalistic short life of the beloved and other-worldly talent possessed by Stephen Foster, who wrote some of the most iconic American songs ever penned in America's 233-ish years.
Stephen Foster was born on July 4, 1826 near Pittsburgh. He composed the popular music of the day in the middle of the 19th century. He wrote minstrel songs and sentimental songs and possessed an immense inborn musical talent.
His family's servant took the boy to her church on Sunday, and he was introduced to the minstrel and the working class songs of the black culture. As a child, he was greatly influenced by the music he heard in the Pittsburgh church the negroes attended in segregated times in the North. This led to his belief that his writing should show negroes as human beings and not just as caricatures. It was very important to Foster to end slavery, to make America a place of the promise of equality.
---- JC Penneys vintage 60s shirt ----
Opened as the Golden Rule store in Kemmerer, Wyoming, 1902.
Oh!Susanna was written in 1848 when he was 22, and sold for $100. (The California Gold Rush would start the next year, and Oh! Susanna became the "theme" song ! The Gold Rush helped Mr. Levi Strauss invent the blue jean, he called "waist overalls").
The next year he contracted with Firth, Pond & Co Publishers, and wrote Swanee River. In 1850 he married Jane MacDowell, and they had a daughter. In 1852 they visited the South, Foster intent on becoming the best Negro minstrel song writer. Foster's only songwriting income was the royalty on sheet-music sales since there were no albums, no radio or iPod. He earned about $15091.00 during his life and very little from performances of his songs. Eventually he sold all his rights for about $1900.00, equivalent to nearly $46,000.00 in today's dollars.
Stephen Foster's song royalties would be worth millions today. The profits from his immensely popular songs went to others.
In the 1850's, Foster's wife left him, his best friend died and both his parents died. This song Hard Times Come Again No More, was written in 1854.
Being an artist and not a far-thinking CPA or MBA, in 1857 he fell on hard times. By 1860 hard times ravaged his morale and he sank deeply into alcoholism, and went back to New York City and lived with his wife and daughter, who left him the next year.
During the Civil War era, he wrote many more songs and handed them to his publisher for a small amount of money without a contract. The uncertain economic times, left music publishers unable to pay a fair amount to artists. Stephen Foster lived in poverty and died a pauper in 1864 at the age of 37.
He penned about 200 songs, often writing both the lyrics and music.
A very short list:
Hard Times No More, Swanee River, Camptown Races, Nelly Bly, My Old Kentucky Home, Oh! Susanna, Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair, Beautiful Dreamer.
---- Converse ----
Converse sport shoes began when Marquis M. Converse opened the doors of the Converse Rubber Shoe Company in Malden, Mass., in 1908.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Bathrooooooms
bathroomi.
It's prolly the KILZ. That's some heavy duty nasty killz-me chemicals. But if we want a pretty bathroom, one must suffer.
First the Kilz, then the paint.
So, drugged from the chems, I goooogled "bathrooms".
This is the first pic that showed up on gggggoooogle images. Google knows me. Google knows what I like.
from Brad Feld. He is rich and invests in companies and lives in Denver. And likes bathrooms. We are a great match.
House Beautiful has a slideshow.
as I scroll thru I see stripes. I see Toile. Big fan of both.
But, I won't (maybe) combine them in my bath decor. Hmm, we'll see.
The other thing I think about...is that...I can't change anything. I'm stuck with what I have. My stupid tub. My nasty nasty sink cabinet. All of it.
I'll never have a home again where I can change things. This is not a happy feeling. Therefore I obsess on the things I can.
Paint.
Towels.
Curtain.
Soap.
Mirrors.
Pictures.
Sublimation.....The Renter's best drug. Next to Vodka.
English style.
That table turned into a sink cab....is really dumb. It looks all wrong. And I do not like sinks on top of the counter. Splashy splashy. Clean, clean, clean. But other than that...pretty cute.
It's prolly the KILZ. That's some heavy duty nasty killz-me chemicals. But if we want a pretty bathroom, one must suffer.
First the Kilz, then the paint.
So, drugged from the chems, I goooogled "bathrooms".
This is the first pic that showed up on gggggoooogle images. Google knows me. Google knows what I like.
from Brad Feld. He is rich and invests in companies and lives in Denver. And likes bathrooms. We are a great match.
House Beautiful has a slideshow.
as I scroll thru I see stripes. I see Toile. Big fan of both.
But, I won't (maybe) combine them in my bath decor. Hmm, we'll see.
The other thing I think about...is that...I can't change anything. I'm stuck with what I have. My stupid tub. My nasty nasty sink cabinet. All of it.
I'll never have a home again where I can change things. This is not a happy feeling. Therefore I obsess on the things I can.
Paint.
Towels.
Curtain.
Soap.
Mirrors.
Pictures.
Sublimation.....The Renter's best drug. Next to Vodka.
English style.
That table turned into a sink cab....is really dumb. It looks all wrong. And I do not like sinks on top of the counter. Splashy splashy. Clean, clean, clean. But other than that...pretty cute.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
It's snowing flowers....and one random dude...
The backyard on a sunny day.....green grass, the beans and sunflowers are growing....the lobelia, fuschias and geraniums are making pretty colors....Of course, it's not growing fast enough for me....the green grass is growing fast tho....
;-)
Here's the lovely locust trees in full bloom.........it looks like white wisteria....and they are cousins in the flower world.......Pea relatives....they are........and they have a gentle fragrance.........
they look harmless, eh?
and then the wind blows....... the rain falls....and we are in a flower storm!
that white stuff......millions of little white pea-shaped blossoms......
And on Tuesday, Mark and I were weeding and mowing, and dude was just walking down the street playing his guitar.....He must have been at least 113 years old....
;-)
Here's the lovely locust trees in full bloom.........it looks like white wisteria....and they are cousins in the flower world.......Pea relatives....they are........and they have a gentle fragrance.........
they look harmless, eh?
and then the wind blows....... the rain falls....and we are in a flower storm!
that white stuff......millions of little white pea-shaped blossoms......
And on Tuesday, Mark and I were weeding and mowing, and dude was just walking down the street playing his guitar.....He must have been at least 113 years old....
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