Thursday, January 24, 2013

BFFFs: Best fur friends forever

These two love to be together. Secretly, I think it’s more Gwyneth that loves Saylor. Saylor kind of puts up with it. We call her G-O-D (grumpy old dog). This was yesterday’s nap. Gwynnie claims her spot, not taking no for an answer.
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Tuesday, January 22, 2013

That Woman

Just starting “That Woman,” by Anne Seba. Taking a break from Proust. The book is all about the life of Wallis Simpson. She has such amazingly classic style… Quite a while ago, I jumped on the very crowded bandwagon of people who are fascinated with her. Madonna made a movie about her life with the would-be King. It’s called W.E. It’s loaded with fashion, lush interiors, music—the whole 9 yards. Pure fantasy, of course, but one that sure had some great parties! (Trailer for the movie.)

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And if you’re really interested, this is a documentary about the movie.

Friday, January 18, 2013

It’s finally warming up

How gorgeous is he? I say he, but she could be a she. From this tumblr page.
jonathancarrollstories:

“Dogs are here to remind us life really is a simple thing. You eat, sleep, take walks, and pee when you must. That’s about all there is. They are quick to forgive trespasses and assume strangers will be kind.”
From The Marriage of Sticks
I happened upon this tumblr page. It’s images, obviously, and then some “notes.” Here’s one that I thought was meaningful. Something we all kind of know, but may not practice enough:
“ One of the saddest realities is most people never know when their lives have reached the summit. Only after it is over and we have some kind of perspective do we realize how good we had it a day, a month, five years ago. The walk together in the December snow, the phone call that changed everything, that lovely evening in the bar by the Aegean. Back then you thought “this is so nice.” Only later did you realize it was the rarest bliss.
Jonathan Carroll
This, too, from his facebook page, which you can get to from the link on his name above.
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And these lush roses, from another facebook page:
Some Friday beauty to feast on…
Red heart, Robin

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Coffee, oh so good


Above is a drawing from the Blue Bottle Coffee website; it's of the Ferry Building in San Fran. One of my favorite places. Even though BB Coffee is there, I didn’t go. Not sure why. It almost scares me, how good it might be. What a wussy thing to say, I know. I’ll get there eventually. The main point here is that my love affair with coffee has been reignited. I actually brewed up my second cup of Starbucks Christmas Blend, just now. Yum. It do make for some liquid inspiration. And when you are editing a document about an eDiscovery appliance (a piece of hardware that a company can get up and running very quickly to start performing eDiscovery, should a litigation be pending), that inspiration can not come too soon. *Yawn*

Next on the coffee menu sometime soon, I want to get some of the new Blonde Roast. I’ve been trying cups when I go in, and really like it. This post sounds like an ad for coffee today. Oh well.

Sending happy vibes to my peeps near and far.
Red heart, Robin

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Cozy place to sit

I think for a while I need to post quiet corners, images of places I want to sit and read or just be quiet. Aren’t you drawn to these sorts of places? What I love about this is, well, everything. But in particular, the way the bookshelf is built in, and of a darker wood than the light wall. The chair looks beyond comfortable. The big basket trunk as a coffee table is perfect. A roaring fire: check. The blanket on the chair – all ready to snuggle under.

I’m craving about a 6-month hiatus from work. Gee, do you think my work folks will sign off on that?
I hope everyone is having a lovely week, with enough quiet time to keep you sane.
The image is from here.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Let me live here

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I got this gorgeous image from a blog I enjoy, and it just grabbed me. Actually, I would like to take her walking tour, exactly as she laid it out. Then, I’ll move into this house. I want to sit in that chair for like 4 hours and just sit. Maybe there’s a fire to the right. Maybe there’s a cat just waiting to jump in my lap as I sit.
What would we do without our imaginations?
Image: [8 Fitzroy Street Vanessa Bell (Eastbourne)]

Monday, January 14, 2013

Homeless with dog

Ugh. This time of year yanks my heart out. It’s getting colder at night and there are people sleeping on the freezing concrete sidewalks. Some of them have dogs. There’s this one overpass near our house, and most nights you see these two mounds of clothes, blankets, etc., and you know that under all that is a human being. It makes me slightly crazy. I also know that some of these folks won’t come in and stay in because they have mental issues, or whatever it is that keeps them on the streets. Tonight, coming out of Target, I saw this guy outside the store sitting with his dog on his lap. I walked in, then walked back out and said, “Do you need anything?” “Socks,” he replied. I asked if he needed dog food, and he said no, that he just filled up today. I went in and got him socks, a thermal shirt, granola bars, water, and dog treats, and delivered the bag. As we walked away, I remembered talking to him one day over a year ago in another part of town. Same situation, same dog, same homelessness.
I don’t know what the answer is, but I know that it’s hard to see your fellow man sleeping on the ground outside and go home to your cushy bed.
Sending out prayers to the universe to cradle them all as carefully and with as much love as possible. Looking forward to milder weather soon.
Red heart

Thursday, January 10, 2013

A new year is here

Today makes day one of a clear-headed New Year. I know we're 10 days in, but it feels like the first day to me. What would we do without antibiotics? Though it's been a decade since I took them, boy oh boy, they sure were needed this time.

Enough "cold talk," does anyone have any resolutions?

Wednesday, January 09, 2013

Just one of those days

“For it is in giving that we receive.”
~ St. Francis of Assisi

For all those out there who are in need…people, dogs, cats, the tiniest bug. Sending a little prayer that they get what that thing is, in time to make a difference. Sending love and more love, to a universe of souls.

Monday, January 07, 2013

Happy new year

There should be something more lively to tell you to kick off a New Year post other than I’ve had a cold since December 20th. But my head is so full of snot (sorry), that I can barely think straight, let alone breath out a nice happy greeting. There were a few days of reprieve, but I’ve generally been sick now for about 20 days. Ten more makes a month. I emailed my doctor tonight.
A few holiday highlights…
Me, in my new orangey-red coat (a gift to me from me) for pre-Christmas. We went to the Inn at Rancho Santa Fe for lunch with Mom and Dad on New Year’s Day.
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I got to kiss the forehead of a pygmy Nigerian goat, while visiting with friends in Florida at Bennett’s for donuts and coffee. Little Lazarus is on the lap of my dear friend, Gail. He was named this because he was born dead, but the guy who owns him massaged his chest for 20 minutes and got a slow heartbeat, then faster, and then “meeeeeehhhhh-hhhhh-hhhhhh,” the wee Lazarus rose from the dead.
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Little L. on Gail’s lap, nearly asleep.
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All us girls at Goat and Donut Fest, most from high school, all dear friends. From L to R: Christine, Melanie, Gail, Patzi, and me.
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A stroll through Adelaide’s florist in La Jolla over the holidays never fails to serve up the holiday goods…
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A riot of ornaments on this tree…
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Today’s banana bread, part two…is below. I say part two because, the first thing you need to know is my baking is usually inedible. I don’t know what it is, but I mess up so many recipes. Last night I decided I’d make a batch of banana bread and put them in these adorable, rectangular paper baking containers. I’d had them for a while and decided I’d bake them up, taste one, and if they passed the taste test, I’d give them out. Lucky people that didn’t have to eat those. James and I tasted one, and we both spit the bite into the trash at the same time. All you can do is laugh. They were mushy and awful. From the way that bite looked before we tried it, it was pretty obvious it was going to be awful. Not cooked long enough? Who knows. Today I went to my go-to source. This site is tried and true (Simply Recipes). And it turned out great!
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Peace, love, and good banana bread,
Red heartRobin