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A Pox On Winter

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First up: Frances McDormand’s acceptance speech was frigging amazing. I’ve always admired her guts and honesty and the way she lives her life. (By the way, she’s had no work done and usually doesn’t wear makeup as she navigates the streets of Manhattan.) Anyway, that speech, if you haven’t seen it, is well worth watching.

Of course, I ended up watching the entire broadcast. Who was I kidding?

I ran some errands yesterday and stopped at Home Goods, where I bought new bathroom rugs (whoo hoo!) and a cookie jar (even though I’m cutting out sweets) and this tea kettle (even though I already have one.)

I mean, come on! I had to bring it home.

My other tea kettle is pretty, but it’s old and has taken quite a battering over the years. I’m hanging on to it, however. Maybe I’ll pick a kettle according to my mood on any given day. Hmmm.

Pretty, don’t you think?

I also cleaned Stella this weekend. We’re still discovering each other, Stella and I. I found all sorts of nooks and crannies that needed attention. But I love doing that – at least with Stella. I’m not so great with other parts of the house.

We have another storm headed our way on Wednesday. So far, I’m hearing it might bring 6 inches or more. Crap.

This winter has been a major pain in the tush and I am more than ready to move on. The only thing worse would be if snow kept me from being in Manhattan for Opening Night. But, if it was in the picture, I’d just head in early. Ain’t no snow keepin’ me from Opening Night!

Two monstera leaves slowly unfurling. Thank you, plants, for keeping me sane this winter. I attribute my sanity to your beauty and to the pleasure of tending to your needs.

Happy Monday.

 

 

A Bit Foggy

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Still going strong. Alstroemeria is a workhorse!

I was so out of it yesterday. It didn’t matter where I sat down – on the bus, on the sofa, at my desk, in my blogging chair, in the bathtub – I nodded off in every place. And by nodding off, I mean asleep for about 15 minutes. I felt like I was drugged! I also slept for a nice long time last night. I guess I needed it, but I’m a bit foggy today.

The tiny carnations are here courtesy of Don. He handed me this bouquet as I stepped off the bus. Can I admit to you that I have a huge crush on him? I do.

Speaking of Don, the cast of Escape to Margaritaville  is going to be on the Today show on Thursday. They’ll be performing live and you just might catch a glimpse of Don – I assume that will depend on the camera position. I’m not sure what hour but if I get some more info from Don, I’ll pass it on to you.

Today is about paying bills, going to the post office, going to the bank and buying some groceries. In other words, an errand running day.

There’s a bright and shiny new leaf on the Monstera with two more waiting in the wings. They’re still developing but it won’t be long. And the spider plant now has three babies. They’re not open yet, but they’re growing nice and tall.

A glimpse of the skyline as I left the city yesterday. Note helicopter.

Thankfully, it’s bright and sunny here today.

I’ve heard from a couple of people who received a spam email purporting to be from me. It has another email address however. So it’s either a spoof or they’re using my name from a previous hack. I hope you know by now not to click on any email that just has a link. Don’t. I’ve changed a password or two just to make sure all is well.

Happy Tuesday.

The Winter of Extremes

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A late start today. I was, along with millions, up late watching the Women’s Figure Skating and, unfortunately, woke up way too early this morning. BUT, I made myself get back in bed and I slept until 8:30! Hallelujah!

Then, as I was about to make my second cup of coffee and write this post, Don called via FaceTime. Another delay.

What a 24 hours! 71 degrees on Wednesday. Rain and sleet and snow on Thursday. It’s insane. Very, very strange winter weather this year. I call it The Winter of Extremes – and it’s been completely unpredictable.

And may I just say that despite the fact that February is the shortest month of the year, it seems to be moving at a snail’s pace? I keep expecting it to be the end of February and then I look at the calendar and see that it’s the 22nd or the 23rd. I’m ready for March, thank you very much.

Just thought I’d show you Don’s name on the CD for Escape to Margaritaville.

I’m chuffed.

I wrote yesterday about Don being recognized on the street and how fun it was. The reality is that’s it’s not a new thing for us. He is always being recognized for something or other, especially the amount of television work he’s done throughout his career. Some people still stop him and say they remember him on Three’s Company, and that was a long time ago. I’ve grown used to it, though it’s always a pleasure to see it happen. He was stopped on the streets of New Orleans many times. Of course, he’s rather distinctive these days with the grayish hair and beard and his over 6′ 4″ height.

But it was fun to see it happen for the first time in NYC for this Broadway show, right in front of his apartment building.

My monstera is getting a new leaf. They emerge in a tightly curled sort of appendage and then they slowly unfurl. Watching it happen is like having a front row seat for a nature documentary.

I don’t have much on the docket for today, I’m just going to hang out at the cottage and endeavor to resist sweets. I’m on a diet.

Happy Friday.

 

 

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