Skyping with my best friend in Kentucky goes something like this:
we're excellent communicators, obviously
Suppertime with friends in Nebraska goes something like this:
delicious food and pie, of course
charades
shadow play
keep your scraps
and a grand finale, bringing the evening to a close
There's a holiday sale coming up in November. I'm participating...
and have vowed to use up all my lingering supplies before collecting more my paper stash is ludicrous
So far so good.
Over.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
I'm lucky to know some pretty fantastic people that like to share delicious food, special drink, conversation, and potluck fun. This is a teensytiny sampling of the spread we had this past Sunday, um, half-eaten.
Sundays. My favorite day. As my grandmother would say, "Why, I never..."
I suppose I was brought up under the impression that half statements were actually full statements.
I'm not sure this has served me well.
This may explain some things.
beets? gone. apple/rasp pie? gone. sweet potato w/ nutty crust? gone. bean salad? one more serving.
lentils? gawd, there's still a pot full..
It's been a fine week so far, and coming home to mail, real mail, helps:
We talk to each other, and ourselves, in our letters
sometimes we don't have to say much
and other times we make tiny books with doodles and after thoughts
because we're paper people, which means piles of paper scraps
always, we write like we talk... for better or worse.
and we always end on a high note
And, finally, this is pretty fantastic:
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
fresh fruit for tarts and pies
vegan/gluten free crust. beginners luck. a tasteful success, which i can't seem to stop celebrating.
unfortunately, i'm not exactly sure what those side notes actually mean, "if making pie," um.... ??
yellow flag shapes
a stranger loving life
And, finally, I was fortunate to see 6 fantastic musicians perform tonight at the Side Door Lounge, here in Omaha. Please check out these artists, hear their work, and support them when you have the opportunity!
