and then we took monkeybaby and went to dinner in the hood and it was a perfect day.

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it's a sort of non-birthday birthday. i bought monkeybaby some real shoes (relatively speaking - i was talked out of the see kai run shoes i was dying for on the tiny person's behalf - and bought some good teva baby sandals for him) which should last through the summer. he's been wearing cheap target sized 3 sandals. come to find out his feet actually measure at 4.5. it's all relative, he's still not quite walking.

i bought myself some wine and grey salt caramels. i worked. but the sun is out, it's a beautiful day, and i actually am pretty much trying to ignore the counter making another click. maybe when i hit another round number i'll jump out of a plane again. that would rock. when i, you know, turn 40 or something.

have a lovely day.

on a less happy side note, there was a super nice guy, dan, at my glasses place who died a year ago today - hit by a drunk driver in vegas. his birthday would have been yesterday. my heart is with his family. i cannot fathom losing a child.

OH, and thanks jeanne for the push towards klean kanteen. they came yesterday and i'm now somewhat obsessed with drinking water. love them. did a bunch of research and they won. now I need a nice cover.

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Songs you get stuck in your head are ear worms.

I've got this quote in my head that once upon a time was on my old "blog" (quotations due to the fact that it was 1996 and there were no CMS's and it was just a bunch of hand-made HTML). It was before google.

I've dug through the archives, I've tried the google. It's gone, except for in my head. It was a woman writer talking about the life she always pictured having versus the life that she actually had, on the farm, with muddy shoe prints and an imperfect family and how much she loved it. No idea who wrote it though. It was several sentences. If this rings a bell... well, you'd solve one small slice of my insanity if you could tell me what the quote is. Something like "what I always imagined my life would be".

unless, oh... uh oh. hmm. shit. I'll be back.

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Monkeydad goes out of town and what do I do? Get a babysitter and stay out all night, go to bars, and generally let loose? Nope.

Clean the house, make the bed (enjoy the relative clean) and eat meatloaf and beets all weekend. Oh how my life has changed.

I love meatloaf, monkeydad hates it, so I finally (after 5 years) got to make some darned meatloaf, and it sort of ended up being a LOT of meatloaf, so all my meals are featuring at least a bite or two of meatloaf. Monkeybaby is pretty down with it too. And a big ol' honkin beet seems to be lasting for days and days (and I love me my beets).

Went to the farmers market today and got some yummies and a couple of plants (strawberry and tomato).

MMMM. As soon as my new Lotta Jandstotter bag arrives my urban hippie lifestyle will be complete!

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ash fired, beautiful, japanese inspired, irregular, made by real hands. however you spell it, there is something truly magical about dirt someone turns into such goodness.

the cup is by huebner pottery., soon to be living within arms reach. how could i pass this up for ten dollars?

stuff has to come from somewhere. next magical moment will be brought to you by one of my many friends who make beautiful goodness out of sheep fur.

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sometimes it's nice to work on the weekend, since that means monday you can kinda slack. today i planted 2 lavenders, mint, 2 oreganos, and some weird succulent that just appeared on a pile of rocks (into the container with the oregano). i cleaned the tub, i paid some bills, i got my tire fixed, got some shit done.

also, monkeybaby has been on a cranky rampage. not sure if it's the age (14 months-ish) or just cranky or teething or just the direction of the wind.

oh, and I got some stuff. went thrifting for 15 minutes while out and about. i got a lovely mccoy planter (and oddly skipped the mccoy bowl i found in pristine condition - it was small and i wasn't sure if i would use it for anything) and a couple of franciscan teacups/saucers that are uber fab, and a very funny ceramic bowl thing by Julia A, P5. I think the teacups may be a gift for someone - just not sure who. they are so great and lovely and were nearly free. mmm goodies. pictures eventually.

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