Saturday, February 25, 2012

Ocean Grove

The Lillagaard
The Sea Song
    with its colored rooms

How I long to return

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Seprin de Vanchitt

Lily
The Manatee
Smidgen 

Pecky
Yellow Beauty

Monday, February 20, 2012

The AMNH

There's so much to see at the muse-UMMMM
There's so much to see here and there...
There's so much to see at the muse-UMMMM
There's so much to see every-WHERE!


One, two, three Neadertal bones
Four, five, six Jaguars alone
And then comes seven and eight
Which means we have to wait
And wait and wait and wait to see-eee-EEE
FOUR OCTOPI IN JARS! 


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Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Haagen-Dazs coffee ice cream was Grandpa's
Haagen-Dazs strawberry ice cream

Haagen-Dazs vanilla ice cream

I never could choose

Sometimes you just need the simple perfection of vanilla
I remember one time I poured maple syrup into my little yellow plastic bowl (though, not that little) and hid under the kitchen table and drank it

Monday, February 13, 2012

Sunday, February 12, 2012

I remember that L-, E- and I used to play that our blue living room rug was the ocean and our tan couch pieces (at the time set up in an L that ran under the windows and along the wall under the faded old Van Gogh prints) were sandy banks. I remember balancing myself on the end of the ridge of the couch back on the farthestmost couch section above the water, readying myself for a dive. I had a squishy rubbery ball with stretchy fringe sprouting on it all over like a plastic pom pom that was a sea anemone. We packed picnic lunches using my Velcro cut-apart play food

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

I remember when we started to mix better butter in the blender instead of how we had been doing it before--I think with the hand mixer (not literally by hand...?) I remember how smooth and homogeneous the texture was when using the blender--instead of a little grainy and prone to separation, as it had been before.

I wonder that I was never ever the one to make better butter. I don't even know the ratios. However, all you do is combine softened butter with olive oil (I think in equal parts, or with slightly more butter to oil). Don't use better butter for cooking eggs in a frying pan, though--for them not to stick, butter alone works better.
I remember that we used to buy orange juice in frozen canned concentrate before we started to buy it fresh

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

I remember when I used to be afraid of blowing my nose