Monday, September 29, 2008


Today we celebrate:
Dog Food
by Saxton Freymann and Joost Elffers

Love playing with your food? So does Joost Elffers. If my name was Joost, that's all I would do!
Check out all of their food-tastic books. Plus, I love puppies.

9/29/08 In the Garden

I'm running out of things to take pictures of in the acre that surrounds my house. Fall isn't helping.

Sunday, September 28, 2008


Have you ever noticed how odd things line up?

I watched the Hero's season premier yesterday and there was a voice over reading of The Second Coming by Yeats. In and of itself that wasn't a big deal till I heard the phrase "Slouching Towards Bethlehem" that my ears perked up.

Don't you hate it when you hear something in its exact wording more than once in a short span of time. My brain goes into this crazy warp speed overdrive find out or shutdown mode that kills me. I can't get anything done until I figure out where I've heard (or sometimes seen) that phrase recently.

Turns out it was an episode of Angle I watched a few days ago. But still, it set me off. I guess I just hope that someone else is this kind of crazy.


Today I went to my high school homecoming game. It was, surprisingly, pleasant. I think now that I'm not part of the teen aged circus that runs wild at football games it was much more relaxing. I saw lots of parents and teachers that it was good to talk to, and I got to enjoy watching the younger friends of mine enjoying the craziness for the first time. I got a marching taco, and I should have noticed that the fact that I ordered it with all the veggie accompaniments (lettuce, onion, peppers and tomatoes) was the first indication that I was there as a grownup. Even if it didn't sink in then, it came to me as quite a shock later.

I have now reached the age where I judge young people based on how they wear their baseball hats. That new(er) look of the big hats with the incredibly flat brims, set to a slight angle.... Argh, I hate it! Don't they understand that they look ridiculous?!

It was great to see the band, even if they youth of those playing was astounding. They were so small. I meant the size of the band, not the players, but they were tiny too. There couldn't have been more than 35 of them. I guess I did join band at its height, when a full 1/4 of the school was involved, but man! They played great though, really getting a lot of sound from not a lot of instruments. They had something like 8 trumpets, but not a single baritone sax. I was sad.
Behold, this is what I mean when I say my camera can't take picture from farther away than 3 inches.
I'm not sure the NR football team won more than twice the whole time I was in high school

Ok, ok, so I'm a crazy cat lady on top of being an old lady


So today Beth and I took a trip to Mother's Tattoo in Covington to discuss her masterpiece with... some awesome dude who's name I didn't catch. And while it was far and away the most amazing and nice tattoo parlor this side of anywhere, the more important and miraculous happening of House Tuesday was her parallel parking job.

Look at this! It's beyond human abilities. I think perhaps she is a wizard. And I don't just say that because it's her birthday.

Please note that I am not one of those people who take sideways pictures to be all artsy, its just the only way it would fit in the frame.

Check out Mother's

Saturday, September 27, 2008

9/28/08 in the garden


OK, OK, so it wasn't a dinosaur egg... It was a pawpaw, which is almost as exciting!

I mashed it up and made Pecan Pawpaw muffins. I thought they were delicious, but no one else will eat them :(


Today is a three for one special, so we're going to celebrate:

The Ugly Trucking
The Three Little Rigs
Hansel and Diesel

by David Gordon
You should note that I'm awfully busy making cupcakes so I stole the reviews straight off of, but they stole them straight from the books, so I figure its only plagiarism in a secondhand kind of way!

As hard as she tries, the ugly truckling cannot keep up with her brothers and sisters. She can't pull logs, she can't carry hay, and her three small wheels are no match for their four big, strong ones. She'll never be a good truck. So the ugly truckling runs away from home in search of her own identity — and finds out that she may not be such an ugly truckling after all.
David Gordon's fresh twist on a familiar tale is as endearing as it is poignant

"Little rig, little rig, let me come in!"
"Not by the chrome on my chinny chin chin."
"Then I'll crash and I'll bash and I'll smash your house in."

When the three little rigs set out to build their own garages, each one thinks that his is going to be the strongest. But then the big bad wrecking ball comes to call and threatens to smash their new homes to smithereens. The brothers learn that it's only by bravery and teamwork that they can win the day.

"Guzzle, guzzle, drip and drool, who is drinking all my fuel?"

When Hansel and Diesel set out to search for fuel in their junkyard, they leave a path of nuts and bolts behind to show their way home. But when snow falls and they get lost, brother and sister truck have to fight the Wicked Winch all by themselves -- until their parents find the trail in the melting snow. David Gordon's twist on the traditional Brothers Grimm tale shows the importance of family and caring for those you love.

Friday, September 26, 2008


Today we celebrate:
by Dan Yaccarino
If ever there was a book to give me a guilt trip about how I treat my animals, this is it. All those times I've screamed at Albert that he was a smelly, ugly, useless blob.... I kinda feel bad. Although in the book, its the other pets that are so mean, I can't help it..... Of course the pug in the book is way cute. Way cuter than real pugs, that's for sure! You know how I'm a sucker for happy endings though.

Thursday, September 25, 2008


I found a nest of DINOSAUR EGGS in the woods!

I didn't have a camera on me at the time... So of the two eggs, I smashed one on the diveway, and brought one back to the house!

Actually I think I found some sort of Crazy North American Ohio-Mango... which is almost as crazy... It smells nice and fruity and is full of seeds... Either way its pretty freaky.

9/25/08 In the Garden

It's really nice to have my camera back, but I have really, REALLY outgrown it :(


I don't know about you, but I think that come fall leaves get all the credit and the other plants are left hanging, full of beautiful colors that no one seems to notice.

Today, for example, here are some grasses around the house. (The last one is my favorite)


Today we celebrate:
A Lint-Free Love Story
by David Gordon
The dedication reads:
For my darling Mitten, without whom this book would not have been possible -Sock
It might or might not have made me cry. I think I'm just extra hormonal.
Either way its the cutest New York lovestory since... ever.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008


So here is some REALLY terrible video of Hurricane Sunshine as I like to call it. (It really was sunny almost the entire time we were being pummled with wind!)

Now, you should know that filming is not my strong suit, and I also had a very large chunk of something in my eye... Plus I was using a shitty little canon camera that is not made for video!

Also note that we went inside to play trivial pursit in the basement after this. It got worse, this was just the begining....

Ben surveying the aftermath.


Today we celebrate:

Captain Raptor
and the Space Pirates
By Kevin O'Malley and Patrick O'Brien

I'm sorry what's that? This book is about raptors!? And pirates!? AND spaceships!?! AND IT'S WRITTEN LIKE A GRAPHIC NOVEL?!?!!? OMG....

Sorry, had to recover. My brain exploded from all the awesome that was flying out of this book.

With awesome anthropomorphic (no really that's what the reviews on the Amazon say, as if people don't take after raptors and not the other way around!) characters, text panels and enough onomatopoeia explosions for even me, this book is ROCKING!

I'll leave you with the most commonly used cliffhanger of the book:

"Could this be the end of Captain Raptor?"

Tuesday, September 23, 2008


Today we celebrate:
Punk Farm
by Jarrett J Krosoczka
"Are you guys ready?" asks Sheep.
"I was born ready," says Pig.
"Whatever, dude," says Goat.
"I'm nervous," says Chicken.
"Let's do this!" says Cow.
They are Punk Farm-
and tonight they're ready to ROCK!

Monday, September 22, 2008


Today we celebrate:

The Story of the Little Mole Who Went in Search of Whodunit

By Werner Holzwarth and Wolf Erlbruch

Leave it to the Germans to appreciate and perpetuate poop humor in all its glory. What other culture would embrace the love that all children have for poop. Or understand that when someone poops on your head, the only correct response is to hunt them down and shit right back on them.

Sunday, September 21, 2008


For years now I've been saying that Ohio is a great place to live- provided you aren't on the flood plain. Living on my little hill I seemed to be exempt from major natural disasters. Ohio has plenty of floods and tornadoes, but not when you nestled halfway up a hill.

Figures that this year alone we've been hit by a hurricane and an earthquake.... Two things I swore I was safe from.

It only took 7 days, 8 hours and some odd minutes, but I have power again! Hurrah!