I first saw Gwen Stefani perform live at KROQ’s Weenie Roast in 1993. She wasn’t on the bill – but Sublime was playing in the early part of the day, and Gwen performed a couple of killer duets with the late Bradley Nowell. I was awed. Who was this Platinum wonder? And HOW, pray tell, could I be her immediately?… Read more →
Month: November 2011
Cut Your Crap…Or Maybe Today I Should Go With “Get Your Shit Together”
Friends and lurkers, I am fucking up like a wildwoman lately. My shit is NOT together. My crap is NOT cut. In July I had a little moment of civil disobedience in Chase bank. I was angry. I had taken my money out of the behemoth and moved it to a small credit union here in the valley. But Chase… Read more →
Play Time
Elephant Book Ends from the MoMA Store Giraffe Bookend from Barnes and Noble Modern Design Deck Poster by PleaseBeStill Eames Potty & Highchair Hacks via Apartment Therapy Zebra Sky Papier Mache Head by Dwell Studio Classic Walnut Mini Library by Oeuf Cubino Toddler Chair by Monte …and speaking of playtime… Life with a puppy and a toddler is…insane. Awesome, fun,… Read more →
Introducing Otis Redding
Because he’s red. And he’s awesome. You can call him Otie. Dee does. 11 Weeks Old, and Fifteen lbs of sweet Coonhound/Lab love. Our hearts still hurt, but this little guy is like a dose of percocet for the soul. {Totally unrelated: Want to win $100 worth of Mary Kay from me? Super low entries, great odds! GO!} Read more →
Cool or Crazy: My Koolaburras [Not Dirty]
Scott called them Edward Scissorhand boots, but I think my new Koolaburra Olivias are pretty fierce. (Upon searching an image for this post however, I had a twinge of buyers remorse that I should have gone for the tan boot, but I’ve since gotten over it.) And don’t be horrified by the astronomical price tag, I scored these babies on… Read more →
Purgeday Thursday Returns…But Now I’m Just Calling It Cut Your Crap.
My formerly organized life has devolved into a whole big mess. My inbox is over 300 strong, my voice mail box is full, and the pile of mail to deal with on my desk is that mountain range above. I need to get my shit together, like…stat…or whatever a highly effective person would say. It happens to me every… Read more →
Halloween, Toddler Style
Delilah was supposed to be a Peacock for Halloween. But she didn’t like her peacock outfit…she’s big on saying “I don’t like it” these days. I’m not convinced she fully understands the phrase. Then she conceeded that she would wear last year’s Tinkerbell costume which has taken up residence in her dress-up arsenal, so Miss Picky Pants is more comforable… Read more →