Here’s a shot of the first completely completed piece of the kitchen update — the new cabinets + countertops. Hung, painted, hinged, bumpered, screwed in tight. Where’s the marching band? Bonus: Between the range and the range hood you can see the upcoming wall color, represented fairly accurately (on my monitor anyway). A limey, yellowy yellow.
Over at Childs Play x2, Matthew, in his response to the Six Weird Things meme, admitted that he hates cilantro. Those of you who know me above and beyond the blog probably know that I, too, dislike cilantro. So much so that somewhere along the way, I started telling waiters and waitresses that I was allergic to the stuff just so they would stop trying to convince me that I wouldn’t taste the cilantro in the dish I was trying to order without cilantro. (Question: if I’m not going to taste the cilantro, why is it in the dish in…
Ever wished you could do the dishes? Ever watched plates and cups and forks and pans pile up around the kitchen, then overflow to the living room, the bathroom, even the bedroom and say, “Jeeezeree — I wish I could just DO the freakin dishes!” Yeah. Me too. But this week, dishes aren’t happening. Of course, it’s all part of the path to enlightenment: new countertops to replace the sickly permadirt white-ish formica countertops that came with our kitchen. Bob (whom I love and admire all the way to the moon and back) has been working his cute little butt…
Zoe: “Mama. I’ve got something soooo funny to tell you. Are you ready?” Me: “Yes. I’m ready.” Zoe: “In my own own house, I’ve got twoooo doors!!” Me: “Two doors??” Zoe: “Yes. Twooo doors.” Me: “What do you do with twooo doors?” Zoe: “I go out and in.” Me: “How do you know which door to go out of and which door to go in?” Zoe: “It’s easy. The pink door is for in. And the red door is for out.”
Maggie Gyllenhaal, Peter Sarsgaard Expecting Baby (Sorry about all the celebrity postings. I do love the Gyllenhaals and Peter Sarsgaard, but I’m done now. For the rest of your celebrity news, please go fug yourself. And I mean that in the nicest possible way.)
It seems there’s an Upside Up theme today folks. Did you hear the news? Gwyneth had her baby this weekend. A boy. Named Moses. Now you have to understand, I’m all in favor of the name Apple. I’ve defended it many times. We have lots and lots of names already in circulation that are also plants and flowers and trees. Just because this is a new variation on a theme doesn’t mean it’s breaking the rules. I mean, come on. The name Ginger is ok? Petunia is ok? Clementine is ok? But Apple isn’t? If we apply the same argument…
1. Zoe — Lying in bed with us this morning. “Mama. I feel sick. I don’t like being on a planet.” – – – – – – – – – – 2. Lucy — Passover is coming. Bob: “Do you know who Moses is?” Lucy: “Yes. He had a big stick. And when he picked it up, the water moved out of the way. And all the people said ‘Hurry hurry, run through!’ And when he put the stick down, the water came back. And the King Pharaoh coudn’t swim and he drownded. Because he was meeee-eeeean.”