stuff

my new socks, griffin is guarding his toy from you-know-who

he kept up his guard, then went and made a new "found art" installation

these 2 look like they are up to no good!

dan's great aunt ruth (who built the house we live in now) was, besides being an amazing gardener & creating her own perfumes, was an amazing artist. dan's mom showed me some of her piece and i got some pics. the image on the right has nothing to do with great aunt ruth. i just forget i have that tattoo sometimes, and when i see it i'm surprised.

my mom's kitchen after sunday dinner is always a buzz, and some flowers at my house are blooming despite the snow...

my mom's cats and some flowers from my place. snow drops, i think they are called...

great aunt ruth painting and stieff tiger

rocking chair in the bedroom and the bathroom i want to paint pink & brown.....

here's the before and after shot, of me trying to help dan's mom catalog family memorabilia, and then breaking it...

now on to some random yammering!

2 things i've heard people say recently that cracked me up: "that sign has way too much cursive to even read!!!" "i named the monkey, now you have to name the gnome!!!" i shall not provide any explanation or context.

time to take stock in my life: i look up some weird stuff on google and wiki, but a few days ago i found myself looking up dom delouise and just thought to myself, "how did i end up at the point in my life where i am looking up info on dom delouise?"

lessons learned: chicken pot pie is never good in the microwave. even if the box tells you it's better in the microwave. that is a lie. don't listen to the box! you bake that damn chicken pot pie, even if it's going to take an hour!!!

that's it for now.