Friday, August 29, 2008

represent

i love you merle and willie, but this is what the song is supposed to sound like. want to make sure everyone knows.

dig it

really lovin' on this song right now:
Dont Believe Nothing - Ike & Tina Turner

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

oldham is as oldham does

yeah yeah, i listen to way too much of this guy. but, i really really love this song, and this album, and i think everyone should know it, and love it, like i do.
So Everyone - Bonnie Prince Billy

just the best chorus ever (or at least, to me, at this very minute):

"Oh take it Oh take me
Oh Take it so easy
Oh make it Oh make me
Oh kneel down and please me
Oh Lady Oh Boy
Show how you want me
and do it so everyone sees me"

Monday, August 25, 2008

peaches so good they'd make you slap yo' mama


and your grandmama!
never been peach picking in new england? get your ass out there this weekend and GO! these are the sexiest peaches i've ever had the pleasure of biting into, and they could stand up to the sweetest goergia peach any day. (and that's saying something)
tonight, i make chilled peach soup in a valiant attempt to use all of our peaches before they're over ripe and mush.
CHILLED PEACH SOUP
2 cup dry white wine
1/2 cup sugar
1 tsp. fresh mint
1/2 tsp. cinnamon
1/4 tsp. nutmeg
2 cups half and half (but i'm going to try yogurt)
10 fresh sweet ass peaches, sliced

heat all in a saucepan on medium heat until peaches are tender...puree with hand blender...chill in fridge.
good eatin'!
yum.

Monday, August 18, 2008

people

i used to have a job outside of our house. i've always hated my jobs, so when i got pregnant, i actually looked forward to becoming a housemum. i had ideals of long days doing crafts or lazying around the playground or musuems. and really, that's kind of what my life is like. but, it is also filled with lots of screaming, very little sleep, and a house that seems to always be in chaos. and i only have one child.

so begins a very roundabout way of telling the story of how i hit a woman with my car.
'bumped' her, actually. when i worked outside of our house, i waited for the bus at a bus stop not far from our house. it was basically in a parking lot and each day i would tell ernie, 'one day, someone is going to back over me with their car', because every day someone would almost back over me with their car. so, you can imagine how upset i was, when I was the person who almost backed over someone with their car. you see, i'm tired, i'm very tired most of the time. my attention span is very short and my patience is solely reserved for harlan. i was backing up, i was turned around, i noticed harlan in his carseat, i noticed the car stopped on the road beeping it's horn at me (apparently because there was a woman i was about to back over), and i failed to noticed THE WOMAN STANDING BEHIND MY CAR! so, i bumped her.

she was not amused. she was older (50+), she had crazy tattoos and a short butch haircut, and if it weren't for harlan, she would have kicked my ass. she came over to my window, and i apologized profusely. never have i apologized more profusely than i did right then. i was so sorry. i offered her a ride, that's how bad i felt. then, my saving grace, the bus came, on time. hallalujah god in heaven.

what have we learned from this little foible?
1. when you notice someone in a car near you, honking their horn and waving their hands around, put your foot on the brake.
2. do not wear your ipod while waiting for the bus, there are many sleep deprived moms out there, they may bump you with their car.

Friday, August 15, 2008

august

i love all things black keys.
best end of summer song. beach breeze and peaches.
Youre The One - The Black Keys

Thursday, August 14, 2008


















it's what's up in arlington

partying in nyc...too much applejuice

follow the yellow brick road, chicago botanic gardens

random pics


harlan ignores a frank lloyd wright chair (while playing in the pulpit at unity temple)





harlan and the vortex

Sunday, August 03, 2008

big'un


in massachusetts, they call'em 'god's blueberries'.