Archive for August, 2006

I have only myself to blame
August 30th, 2006

God, I’m hangy. It’s only criminal to waste GOOD champagne, not the cheap stuff. Oof.
Here’s what I made for dinner last night for two former bridesmaids and a groomsman:
Lima bean, garlic and lemon puree with crackersAssortment of very good cheese (brought by friends)Artichoke leaves with butter
Lemon risotto with asparagus and artichoke heartsBroiled salmon with thyme
Vanilla […]

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Tired blogging
August 28th, 2006

My that last post was bad. My apologies. Rescuing rodents really took it out of me.
I was just commenting on Barbie2Be’s blog, who just finished what i assume was a blind date or an internet date. Either way, she’s way braver than I am. Sadly, she said there was no chemistry but wouldn’t discount him […]

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I spy with my little eye
August 27th, 2006

Saturday morning I woke up early, thinking of thank you notes and packing lists and classified ads that I had hadn’t done. The dog seemed restless too, so off we walked into the sunrise. Only it wasn’t much of a sunrise, because 20 minutes into our walk, the heavens opened (again) and it began to […]

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swooning
August 23rd, 2006

Thanks for all the nice comments. I was clearly having trouble breathing in the last post.
So Simons and I are officially moving to San Francisco. It’s something we’ve talked about doing for nearly three years now, and we’ve finally bit (bitten?) the bullet. Christ, I’m so scared and excited I could faint. In fact, I’m […]

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In other news
August 21st, 2006

I resigned from my job.
Just resigned. This very minute. Have an ulcer. Freaked. So official. Boss was nice. Tenth is last day. Oh my God. Poverty. I’m going to die under a bridge in the coolest city ever.
Movers. Again. Broken dishes. Stolen silver. Smashed wine glasses. More poverty.
Need a home. Need shelves and […]

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Maine
August 21st, 2006

Am back from maine and wish I weren’t. Mmmm…lobstah, blueberries, mountains, sleeeeeping. Charleston…get up early, running, work, no lobstah…waaaaah!

Pemetic Mountain

Jemima can find food anywhere.

Sitting on our friends’ dock, watching the sun go down.

Waiting for Simons to push me in

Making friends with the locals

Learning new things

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The Most Amazing Thing Ever
August 10th, 2006

Introducing my newest niece, Sarah Elizabeth. Named after moi, practically delivered by moi, and definitely, definitely adored by moi.
My sister let me stay in the room, knitting a blue blanket for the baby I was sure was a boy. And they checked on her once to see how things were progressing, and she was at […]

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Al and Jemima Go To (Paris) Market
August 7th, 2006

This weekend, Beulah Buckethead and I took a trip down to Savannah to see our long lost Aloysius. I was so excited to see her/get out of town/have some girl time, but I must say that around noon on Friday, I was already missing my sweet Simons.
“Dear Simons, Your crackhead wife is already missing […]

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Harbinger of Noise
August 3rd, 2006

Well, the house is mostly clean, although @#$%^&* Liza had already created new dust camels that were cavorting all over the kitchen this morning. I never ever ever want a dog this big or this fluffy. It makes me throw up a little in my mouth to watch the prowling furballs while I eat my […]

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