Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Goodnight, Y'all.



Thankful for pretty sunsets.  It never gets old to me.




Originally posted 03/01/14

Happy Purple Space Day to You, Kid.



So here's a kid at a birthday party for a 3-year-old, in a dark room, with a glow stick.  It was a purple space party. And that's what being a kid is all about.





Originally posted 02/23/14

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Happy Pseudo-Anniversary (latergram)



Did I hit the jackpot or what?  I own this now.  My Leapling husband is groovy.  And when I say that I hit the jackpot, I am referring to him, and not the cowbell.  (But it is definitely a rocking cowbell.)  I am married to an extraordinary, brilliant, talented and kind gentleman.  He plays hippie songs with me on his guitar and makes me nachos and brings me pictures of astronauts.






Originally posted 03/01/14

February 28 again: Dinner with my Spouse (latergram)



We live in a beautiful place, floating in space.  I almost got a little verklempt when I saw the view of The Space Needle from our table.  My name is Ivar.........I'm a deep sea diverrrrrr.






Originally posted 03/01/14

Latergram: July 15. So this happened completely by accident at Taco Time, a while back.



I felt like I suddenly had too much tortilla on my double-wrapped taco.

And when I pulled off the extra tortilla, my husband and I both gasped when the magical and mysterious Bat Taco appeared.



Originally posted 07/06/14

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Forever.

Aw Cary, we sure miss you.  I still have your cell phone number that you scribbled on a piece of paper for me from the Axiom reunion in 2007.  We really wanted you to come visit us.  I had no idea that you were sick, or that that would be our last hug, or that it would be the last time I'd ever see you alive.  Everyone loved you. I'm glad you were my friend.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Just a shot away

I recently randomly watched (again) the Rolling Stones' documentary Gimme Shelter, and I'll tell you what - Mick Jagger's glorious hair, undulating in slow motion under pink stage lights, should seriously get its own separate billing in the credits.  That hair --- was simply mesmerizing and seemed to be its own independent, sentient being.  As grim and depressing as this film is in some parts, there are at least 2 redeeming moments, besides the incredible music: A baby is born at the festival, and the swirling magenta slow mo fantasy dancing of Mick Jagger.

I could watch a full 2 hour movie of just Mr. Jagger and his magnificent hair, slowed down to Koyaanisqatsi speed.  For reals.




We are the village green preservation society

I had an explosion of extra succulent babies this winter.  All the babies had babies.  So now I am painting the cutest little 4” pot s...