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Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Local Hang 'Em High

Note the quickness with which the youngest parried. And so he remains unbested for one more day in the ever popular game of Historical Figure Hangman.

Monday, July 23, 2012

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Why, Target, why?

Target is carrying a new line of cards seemingly developed for the vilest of markets.

The inside of each contains a nastygram; the "old. old. old." one, for example, reads "yes you are. good luck with that."

The card referencing a pregnancy asks whether the recipient has "figured out who the father is yet".

One for a birthday goes into profanity-laden detail on the biological processes that will occur after the recipient's body is buried, while mocking any religious beliefs the recipient may have.

And yet every single one of those horrors is a half step up from the worst offender, a card that derides the elderly and mocks them across a multitude of levels, from physical appearance to physical frailties.

Happy birthday indeed.

Monday, July 16, 2012

The peasants are revolting! (But you I like.)

The title is from the front and (inside) of my favorite greeting card ever, sent to me by my mother. It had this wonderful drawing of old school peasants holding their farm implements aloft.

Anyhow, several people have emailed wanting some sort of phonophotoage from the shower I threw for Esbette. Alas I was too swamped with party prepping to take phonophoto one, but thankfully Esbette's sister stepped in and fired off a few rounds. These are enormous, so be prepared should you biggify to ogle the details (to do so with this new blog format, you click to open it on a black screen, then right click and Show Image to see it in its full-on glory hallelujah).

My shower theme was (begin using your most dulcet, Martha Stewart-esque voice here and continue to utilize where indicated by italics) New England Seaside!

1. The tabletops featured jars with salt water taffy, small flowers picked by small hands, clothespins, and shells. (I had a clothesline strung across the back of the yard with baby clothes hung all the way along it -- hence the beginning of the clothespin motif.)

2. The dune I created to cover a weird portion of the yard where a pipe had to be dug out a month earlier. Those are my solid wood buoys I collected nigh thirty years ago on the coast of Maine, the ones referenced here.

3. The takeaway table holding living favors for the guests. There were also large nautical  flags, again spelling JAMES, repeated along the fence going down both sides of the yard, held in place with clothespins again. (I also used clothespins to weight the tablecloths.)

May your heart -- and the sea!-- now be peaceful,
Martha Lucy

Hope this satisfies!  

Fo' shizzle.

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Kiwis but not kiwis

These strange looking things came all the way from New Zealand. I find that astounding. I probably shouldn't, but I do.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Beastus Unknownus for the win!

This clear descendent of the Velociraptor was hanging out in my backyard (before I dispatched it). MPB has been grousing about the mosquitoes in her yard. I think whatever this is trumps skeeters easily. Gah!

Thursday, July 12, 2012


Wouldn't it be awesome if every car had one of these? Mine would have a picture of fancy cheeses.

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Friday, July 06, 2012

posted all over BeeVee

The youngest enjoys a firm belief in kraken and yeti*. He scoffs however at unicorns. Sorry, Charlie.

* kraken he supports by citing The Odyssey. Yes, Homer's. Yeti he backs up with Giant Pandas, noting that prior to 1916 no Westerner had ever seen one alive and so the existence of large, furry, black and white beasts was widely considered to be nothing more than an Eastern myth.

Thursday, July 05, 2012

Lowes Foods, Sherwood Plaza

Confession: whenever I see a sport truck this dirty, I think, "Hurray! That vehicle fulfilled its destiny!"

Wednesday, July 04, 2012

of July

After he was done fĂȘte-ing America, the youngest offered up a spirited and shirtless Incan dance, inspired by last week's Museum of Anthropology camp.

Happy Fourth!

Sunday, July 01, 2012

Costco, Hanes Mall Boulevard

You know that thing kids do when you take them grocery shopping? When they try to sneak something into the cart hoping you won't notice it and will therefore accidentally buy it for them?