Mary Mary Quite Contrary…
How Does Your Garden Grow?
Well, I’m not sure how hers does, but I know mine does on a wing a a prayer. Shrug.
I did a little planting over the DIY weekend along the little patch of dirt in front of my stone wall out back.
I planted 3 tomato plants, some peppers then went crazy with seed packets.
Now I’ve never planted seeds before so who knows what will happen. I’ve got squash, 2 kinds, cucumber, more peppers and more lettuce, 2 kinds. Yikes. That darn groundhog will have a field day!
Now I just have to tackle above the wall. Hmm…
What are you planting this season? Anything?Best,
KwanaFunny Filler
This is just total filler because it’s 12:45 AM and I have no words left and can’t promise you any for tomorrow morning. But I really like this Heinekin ad and didn’t even notice it until the DH pointed it out to me. Very funny.
For all my writers out there so I’m not leaving you completely wordless I’ll borrow a few from Julia Cameron since I’m currently re-reading The Right to Write. This is from the Chapter on Mood.
“Being in the mood to write, like being in the mood to make love,is a luxury that isn’t necessary for a long term relationship.”Best,
KwanaPlot Light
Howdy Peeps! Good day to you all.Check out this chandelier that I spied on my trip to the MoMA with PVE. Isn’t it wild and don’t you love it? I sure do and can’t get it out of my wacky head.
It’s by German designer Ingo Maurer done in 1997. The “Zettel’z is a grand chandelier where the Bohemian crystal drops are substituted by scribbled paper notes from some incurable romantic’s desk. The light shines through the paper mobile. In this work Maurer plays with traditional approaches to chandelier manufacture, using precious and semi-precious materials.”
“The truth is found between the lies”I like to think of it as a great plotting tool. Wouldn’t it be a fun way to plot out a story? You can arrange and rearrange the scenes while letting the light shine through to show you the way. Just be careful to not get burned!
Best,
Kwana“I’ll be down when I put on my lipstick”
These are the words Little Edie yells to the hoards of police and other authorities about to break in her door and take over her house. “I’ll be down when I put on my lipstick.” What wonderful nerve.
I watched the premiere of HBO’s Grey Gardens propped up comfortably in bed ala Big Edie style. I really enjoyed the HBO version with it’s many flashbacks to give us clues as to how the 2 women could have fallen into such horrible states of despair both inside and outside of their heads.
I thought it was beautifully done, this way too intertwined mother daughter strange love story. I wanted to cry a the first glimpse of how Grey Gardens once looked. It was so sad. But the clutter was more inside the head and heart, I believe and not in the house.
Through it all they had amazing style and flare that could not be denied. Staunch Women. Oh yes. Staunch Indeed.
Please check out Visual Vamp for a wonderful story about her summer encounter with Little and Big Edie. Just lovely and heart warming. Click here.
Best,KwanaDon’t Forget To Look Up
So I’m just leaving Verizon to deal with my Blackberry Storm fail and after being totally aggravated because of having quite a tiff with a very rude manager. I wouldn’t be surprised at all if my WANTED poster is not now posted there. Oh well. He wasn’t nice and I told him so in my nicest possible way. I also explained that there were other very lovely employees there and maybe they should be managers and not him. I was heated. This will not end here. But back to the story… I get a new phone, my pics are lost, I leave mad as all get out and go rushing to pick up my DD and her friend from her important dance audition (fingers crossed for both of them) and I’m about to stomp into the studio when I look up.
Wow! Sometimes all you have to do is look up to change your mood entirely. This is the start of a good season to do so. Lucky me, I happened to have my camera in my bag and look this pic.
Reminder: Tonight is the premiere of Grey Gardens on HBO. I can’t wait to watch. Here’s a clip from the orig to remind you. I think Drew Barrymore will and Jessica Lange will do fine jobs playing Little and Big Edie. I can’t wait to see.
Enjoy your weekend! Maybe plant a little something in your Grey Garden.
Best,
KwanaSeriously, Friday?
Oh no, it can’t be. This week has gone by in a blur of concrete, pavement and vague glimpses of people I know as I passed them running from one task to another. Last night I did get to have some enjoyment with some friends from around the way to celebrate the DH’s birthday. That was nice. And gave me and excuse to get out of the jeans that I think I have been wearing since Monday when I was surprised by the contractors a the crack of dawn ready to work on the stairs. It was that type of week.Today my DH and I are a bit haggard a lot like this Picasso couple from 1904. Together, but holding each other up. Still in love, but just hanging on to life, so tired.
Whew, barley made it through the week. So much to do and still another busy day to go. I’m hoping we can steal a few relaxing moments in between the chaos of the weekend just to smile and enjoy each other.Thanks so much for all his birthday wishes he was so touched and had a great birthday. You all helped make it even more special.
What are your plans? I hope it includes some relaxing.
Best,KwanaHappy Birthday Love
Happy Birthday to my Dear DH! I can’t believe how time has flown. It’s quickly turning into more years with you than without you. Not many can say that and I’m so proud.In honor of your 50th (can you believe that baby face folks?) here are 50 things I love about you:1.Your smile
2. Your laugh
3. Your eyes
4. The ways you get me.
5. The ways you don’t
6. The fact that you are such a southern man.
7. You can cook.
8. You make a perfect cup of tea.
9. Low country boil.
10. I’m a cheap date and you love me for it.
11. You’re a cheap date and I love you for it.
12. The fact that you start arguments just to hear my lovely voice.
13. You are such a hard worker.
14. You’re sometimes so lazy.
15. I’m sometimes so lazy and you don’t mind.
16. You make me laugh.
17. You indulge me.
18. You are a great father.
19. You’re a good friend.
20. You were my friend first.
21. You get my odd dry humor.
22. Johnny’s on City Island
23. You can be so Alpha sometimes. Sometimes not so much.
24. You understand how hard a mother’s work is.
25. You do your best.
26. You brood.
27. You’re a secret dreamer.
28. You believe in me.
29. You care.
30. You do.
31. You like 24.
32. You are crazy for Jack. A bit nutty really.
33. You have great taste in music.
34. You don’t mind being foolish.
35. You’ll do anything for your children.
36. You know when to push and when to pull away.
37. Shrimp and Gravy! (been way too long since you’ve made that)
38. You like my friends.
39. You can bowl a mean game.
40. Your cute nose.41-45. Have been omitted due to blogs PG rating! Smooches!
46. The way your Georgia accent sometimes sneaks out. (Say orange for me!)
47. You make the world’s best Cosmos
48. The way you look at me in the morning when I’m not cute.
49. The way you hold me at night.
50. The way you have been and are always there for me.Love you always Lovie,KwanaA Series of Unfortunate Events
What’s Jack up to? Jack is wearing himself out with the construction guys around this week. He doesn’t know what to do. One minute he’s barking like crazy the next he’s flopped dead on the couch. Me? I’m worn out too.The Spring Break week was full of unfortunate events. Well, it started with me still out of sorts with my crazy backlash where I was in much better shape but not tip-top from my back going out. Then things just went wacky and all sorts of stuff kept happening.
The DH took his car for a check ending up needing breaks. Big money and in the shop they crashed his bumper. Who does that?Then… I got a flat tire. On Good Friday coming from church.Then… My DD’s last fish died right after speaking not so nicely about the fish. Hmmm….Then…the worst happened. Blackberry fail! I’m sitting in church, my phone on silent. I look in my bag for a pen and my phone is lit up and going crazy. Huh? I get out of church and ¾ of my pictures are erased. Including my screensaver. My favorite pic of my Twins. I was devastated. I wanted to throw the phone out on the highway. Verizon is no help. Says the phone is bad and will give me a new one. It is no consolation. The memory is gone. A bee is in my bonnet and I can’t let it go. I feel there must be some way to bring them back. Nothing is ever just gone. Blackberry how can you fail me?So…the Spring break week ended to go right into this. I woke up Monday morning exhausted after Easter and wishing I could sleep in but Dear Teen Twins had to get off to school and the DH off to work. Honestly, I had planned to go back for a nap. I thought the contractor was going to give me a call to discuss the final stair plans. Um…no.The kids are gone and my DH is just out the door. I’m settled to write a blog post I was too exhausted to write the night before when Jack starts to bark like mad. I get out of bed look out the window and there are 2 trucks, 6 guys and my contractor (yeah, this could be the start of a great story but this is me) And I’m still in my nightgown (not a nice one) with hair sticking up like Woody Woodpecker. Oh Crap.
Help me Jack! I look He’s just barking and no help with finding clean clothes.
Quick grab ye old jeans and sweater from the top of the hamper pile, pull on boots smooth hair and go for it. Smile. You’re on! The week begins.On an up note they are doing a fine job on my stairs. Contractors are great and adorable with thick Irish brogues. (yeah sounds like a book again.)
And soon my stairs will no longer be a danger. Pics to come.
Thanks for letting me gripe today. I needed to get all that out.
Let’s hope things are looking up.Best,
KwanaWait! They are looking up! On this tax day I want to say Happy Birthday to Ceska!! O
ne of my nearest, dearest and oldest friends. “Yeah girl, you are older than me. I’m holding onto these couple of months.”Ceska and I have been friends since we were maybe 10 or so on the play ground. I even held her hand in the delivery room with her first child one New Year’s Eve night (the hand was never the same!) She’s always had my back and sadly has the memory of an elephant. Darn. That’s not so good. LOL.So even though it’s tax day. It’s never a sad day for me because it’s my crazy girl’s birthday. I’ll always think of us as roller skating disco diva’s in the 80’s.Love ya Ces!P.S. The Last Unfortunate Event, this post was supposed to post hours ago but I put the time in wrong. PM instead of AM. Sigh. Am I under a cloud?
Make It Good
What’s Jack up to? Oh, Jack he’s a funny one. Cracks me up the way he runs to grab a squeaky toy as soon as the DH walks in the door. He knows who to play the games with. Too cute.
Yesterday I got to get out and enjoy the lovely early spring day by spontaneously going down to the MOMA museum to get in some fun and culture with my bud PVE, her lovely daughter and her fun friend. So much to take in and get the inspiration juices flowing. Also nice to get out of those moody blues for a bit. I loved this painting by Robert Rauschenberg. As soon as I saw it I thought it’s good for Good Friday. There is something so hopeful there and I’m nothing if not hopeful. Always have been at my core. Funny how I’m reflected in the Plexiglas. Embedded right in the artwork part in the dark part in the light. Aren’t we all. Hmm…
Here are just a few of the definitions of the word Good:/gʊd/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [goo d] Show IPA adjective, bet⋅ter, best, noun, interjection, adverb
–adjective
1. morally excellent; virtuous; righteous; pious: a good man.2. satisfactory in quality, quantity, or degree: a good teacher; good health.
3. of high quality; excellent.
4. right; proper; fit: It is good that you are here. His credentials are good.
5. well-behaved: a good child.
6. kind, beneficent, or friendly: to do a good deed.
7. honorable or worthy; in good standing: a good name.
8. educated and refined: She has a good background.
9. financially sound or safe: His credit is good.
10. genuine; not counterfeit: a good quarter.
11. sound or valid: good judgment; good reasons.
12. reliable; dependable; responsible: good advice.
13. healthful; beneficial: Fresh fruit is good for you.
14. in excellent condition; healthy: good teeth.
15. not spoiled or tainted; edible; palatable: The meat was still good after three months in the freezer.
16. favorable; propitious: good news.
17. cheerful; optimistic; amiable: in good spirits.
18. free of distress or pain; comfortable: to feel good after surgery.
19. agreeable; pleasant: Have a good time.
20. attractive; handsome: She has a good figure.
21. (of the complexion) smooth; free from blemish.
22. close or intimate; warm: She’s a good friend of mine.
23. sufficient or ample: a good supply.
24. advantageous; satisfactory for the purpose: a good day for fishing.
25. competent or skillful; clever: a good manager; good at arithmetic.
I’m wishing you a Good Friday from this one to the next and all the days in between no matter what you celebrate. It’s all Good Things from my heart to yours. Peace and Love.
Best,
KwanaMoody Blues
What’s Jack up to? Jack is being Jack, up to his usual antics. He was mad at me for walking out on him the other day so what does he do? He rips the plastic edge off the trash bag that was hanging over the can. Yah, I know I should have tucked it better but… meh!
I’m in a mood. Just a mood. It was bound to happen and honestly it happens way more often than you my lovely blog readers think. I’m mostly always in a mood. It’s just me the up and down Gemini. I mask it well. By the time you read this post the mask will probably be in place. I’ll be getting my allergy shots and taking all six of them like a champ or I’ll be onto holiday food shopping with Nana up at Costco and even smiling while waiting on the crazy long lines.But as I write this I’m over the economy and folks using it as excuses to dog out good people. There are even commercials now that say buy our car and we’ll cover you if you lose your job. Ugh. Way to mess up my TV watching.
I’m over this crazy art word game that I play where you pour your soul out and then wait on a few to tell you if you rate or not. Now I have no one to blame but myself for this since I come from the world of fashion design where I did the exact same thing with the same amount of angst. It must be some sort of strange validation need I have or this God awful need to create and want to be paid for it and it deemed good. Ugh again.I’m over smiling through it and patience and “one day.” Because while all this smiling and patience and waiting must happen, life still goes on. Wrinkles come. Hair turns grey. Kids grow. Bills mount. Hips spread. Stairs crack. Patience thins.Told you I was in a mood.And please no need to say cheer up. I’ll just growl at you, but with love. Because in the end I know I have things to smile about and be thankful for yada, yada, yada…
But today, today is the day for The Mood.Now aren’t you glad you came to see the happy writer today?Anything you’re over right about now? Feel free to vent here. Seriously break free and vent. Comment away! Enjoy.Best,
Kwana
