busy busy always busy

i saw the mittens


i made a basket



i started a new blog...



i missed you all LOADS

it's been quite a summah!

next stop michigan, departing a week from today.
eek!

"the Waterloo of Chinese gymnastics"

one of the NBC commentators just said that.

for the love of barb

yep, that's my mom.

totally worth it.

Months of patience finally pays off. I've been stalking this woman's office for weeks trying to get a picture of this creep-fest and today was the day. Quite a fan, this woman. The first time I saw (beheld?) it I actually had legitimate business in there and I could barely speak about the receipt or whatever that I had brought her. I thought of you guys immediately. There are pictures of Mel in his convertible, Mel holding kitties, Mel flexing his hair. Most of the Jesus paraphernalia is on the other wall but the crucifix there pretty well sums it up.

sleepless twofor -or- worst nightmare/ dream fantasy

i'll let you draw any and all correlation

OMG TWIN PEAKS

Riffing off of Derya's last post, Brian and I have been watching Season 1 of Twin Peaks on our respective computer screens all week. Ok, Brian has been watching all week, in disciplined viewing sessions, with no more than one episode viewed nightly-- I've surpassed him by watching basically the entire first season in a particularly lazy period of less than 24 hours. This is what my life has been reduced to. But I have to say it's worth it: I love the way Special Agent Cooper enjoys his pie and coffee, and the matter-of-fact way that Bobby's militaristic father talks about feelings. I love the fact that this "little town" (which, if you go by the population on the sign in the beginning of the show, is actually bigger than Spartanburg) has been so transformed by this murder, turning everyone, even high-school kids, into sleuths-- EVERYONE is trying to solve this, and everyone has their own ulterior motives for doing so. Classic drama, but complete with total Lynchian wierdness. Rachel is traveling the world, Nicholas has moved into his new home in Arizona, Derya attends conferences in New England and zips up and down the East Coast, and this is what I do, lay in bed and watch David Lynch do TV kitsch. Hmmm. Depressing, but also delicious.

I'm trying to write SOMETHING, ANYTHING these days, but I find I don't have the discipline. I think I used to have a work ethic. I don't know where it went. Advice, anyone?

In the meantime, check out this golden pic:

23- way to be

for our girl rachel! happy birthday boo!