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I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

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  • new little white number

    It's not the table of love, but it's perfect for this space, sports leveling feet for my unlevel floor–and was a vintage bargain to boot. What's not to love? I should have done this sooner—a proper dining table changes everything! For example, as photo two shows, it makes a pleasant place to read the latest…

  • bringing the sunshine in

    I finally finished painting the livingroom and the entryway this past week. After a tragic experiment with a burnt orange, I settled on this interesting yellow color called 'Ripe Oats' instead—it matches exactly the color of the walls of the old town in the sunshine from an Antibes postcard (that I can't seem to find…

  • it has the sexiest legs

    I picked up a new desk (or should that be A desk?) this week–and it's yummy. It's by Paul McCobb for Planner Group, if that matters to anyone. It doesn't to me–I just love that it's perty, blond and petite. Hmm, that didn't come out like I meant it. And two cute little scruffy-mods just…

  • oops

    I popped into the pharmacy the other day to have a prescription filled—there was a wait, so I left my basket of other sundries at the counter and agreed to return for the prescription after finishing my shopping at the grocers next door. I forgot to return. Completely. Until three days later. One of the…

  • It’s how you look at it…or, Would you really want them back anyway?

    I noticed something odd this morning—it seemed that a number of my undies were missing. After some sorting and searching, I was able to confirm that, yes indeed, six pairs are MIA. My building has a common laundry area. Some gals would freak out; me?– I prefer to take a positive-attitude approach: Maybe I have…

  • family tradition=another way to get more stuff

    I forgot about St. Nick's Day yesterday. Though putting a Hershey bar and some colored pencils in your own shoes seems a bit sad. Wonder what Stella got? You did remember, right Mom?

  • oh yeah, i’m gonna be a great auntie

    Gracie got a little gift at the pharmacie the other day–a keychain with a stuffed raccoon attached—rather cute. My reply when she showed it to me: "Oh, look! A raccoon! How cute! They eat garbage and carry rabies!" oops.

  • fleur

    I think I managed to save most of the plants from the Mighty Mite infestation—I only lost one Floweringthingymabob and two small Pointyleafedjobbies. woo-hoo!

  • visit revisited

    Gordon, Mom's gentleman friend, sent these pictures that he snapped during our dinner party when Mike and Matt were visiting last month. Check out that last one—Mom and Mike, all that love! Pity Gordon was too busy taking pictures to be in one!

  • darn it

    I've started a new crochet project, after having found a new learn-to-crochet book entitled, appropriately enough, Learn to Crochet (by Sue Whiting, published by New Holland) at the local english book shop. It is a very helpful addition to my other teach-yourself crochet guide, Vogue's 1971 Guide to Knitting, Crochet and Macrame (!), found in…