Our forsythia bush bloomed last week, and I’ve had to resist cutting off every branch to bring inside. Yesterday the forecast called for snow, BUT IT DIDN’T, and I almost drove down to the local NBC station to kiss the weather guy on the mouth. Oh, Len! I love how you say CLEAR SKIES.
This week was swallowed up in a chaotic frenzy that started Monday morning when a photographer for a local Mormon-owned newspaper showed up to take a picture of me and the dogs to run with a story from the Wall Street Journal that they would be re-printing. The photo that they chose shows that all [...]
This was a gift from a reader named Monica (hi, Monica!), and the funny thing is that I have been eyeing this particular sugar bowl since I saw it at an Anthropologie in San Francisco in February. I was going to buy it then but decided it would be too difficult to get it home [...]
Yeah, I’d say Chuck was definitely a deer in a previous life. A deer who ran away from home because his dad laughed at his poetry.
Thought I’d change up the background a little bit, so instead of setting the animals on top of white printing paper I positioned them on the seat of the bar stools in the kitchen. Many of you have asked if I’d make these available for purchase, and I’ve got good news. Jon and I are [...]
Some days I imagine that if Coco could speak her voice would sound like Dee Snyder.
I ordered this from West Elm about a year and a half ago and it has been a fixture on our bed ever since. And then this morning a reader named Elizabeth forwarded me a link to a story about pygmy hedgehogs and I nearly died. Just go ahead and click that link and see [...]
The best part about these animals is that the female and male are differentiated by the female’s rosy cheeks and oddly not by the male’s propensity to go around scratching his balls.
Chuck was just minding his own business, walking down the hall toward me because I had called him, and this flying shark came out of nowhere and attached itself to his neck. I think he might have grounds to sue me for fostering a hostile work environment.
While visiting the Palm Desert last week with my friend Carol I picked up a fancy hat at a local shop to help defend my delicate butterfly skin from the ferocious rays of the sun. No I’m not kidding, my skin is made of some sort of super flimsy pancake batter, and I was out [...]