my pink elephant

whatever happened. whatever happens.

Today I miss Eric

It's hard to believe that it has only been 3 1/2 years. It feels like a lifetime has passed.

Whenever things happen to me, i want to tell him and he's not there.

There is so little left of him here in this house.

I often wonder how he and Lois would have gotten along.

I bet he would have loved her just as much as i do.

It's hard to believe that I will never see him again.

FOUND

Found Magazine (http://www.foundmagazine.com/) is something special to me. I love to read the snarky comments. I have followed this website for years. I remember when it was mostly found photographs. Now they publish various found items. Sometimes, they post shopping lists that are ridiculously random or mean notes people leave on other people's cars.

Here are three of my very own finds:

I found this one in Stranger than Fiction by Chuck Palahniuk. The book is not a self help book. I feel bad for this unknown depressed person who felt it necessary to put into writing the fact that he/she is not defective. After i found this, i started to wonder what it would feel like to feel defective. I think it might suck.

Meet Blaine. I like to think of him as my adopted son that i have nothing to do with. He was obviously in some grade in 2004, but i cannot tell you which one. He's such a cutie! I found him on a shelf at the library a few months ago. Just laying there, forgotten, in need of a good home. So he now resides on my kitchen bulletin board with the rest of my family.

And finally, buried inside Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris, I found 3 little dried flowers. The little flowers were in a chapter describing David's sleep over night at a childhood frenemy's house where he had a difficult time hiding his homosexuality during a game of strip poker.

It's fall

Within 6 short days, my very own maple tree has turned fall.

How Sad

oh. okay. fine.

my mom's grill:

My grill:

i am so full of so much anxiety lately. i think i am drinking way too much coffee, but i cannot seem to shake the habit.

i like coffee and coffee likes me and coffee showed me her boobies and i like them too.

Also, i would like to take this time to thank everyone who has supported me and my decision to let the natural loveliness flow from my scalp. Never again will i flatten this jewish afro. i will wear it with pride.

Just for good measure (meeeeshure), i have provided this little display to show what happens when you mix a flat iron with vodke.

bits and pieces

Lois and her bald spot. my parking spot overlooking the beautiful bank of the cuyahoga

dad's stuff

Wiley and beba

Funny tomato
My friend at work

Can you see something funny about this van?

Lo, she thinks the blanket is

going to get me :(

tainos

my dad has these. they are his friends.

my elephant hands

Lois' Bird Babies

When i brush the Lois, i leave the hair out in the backyard. That may be considered unsanitary, but it is my lame attempt at recycling. I noticed that various neighborhood birds were swooping into the yard and making off with the hair.

Today when i was random gardening, i happened upon this abandoned nest.

When i peeked inside, to my delight, i saw that the nest was lined with a layer of white fur!

Lois' white fur!

It made me so happy to think of the baby birds that started their little lives wrapped in the warmth of Lois' love.

JC vanity, as they do it in illinois

You have to click it. At first i thought it meant RediMed (?) then, after thinking it over, i decided "Redeemed"!