caught a big one!

went on a hike last weekend and came to a spot of pure beauty and kevin said to pouncey and me, 'you two go over there and do something.'

voila!

happy birthday DREZZA!

i have the world's cutest grandma! today is her birthday! 

she loves shopping for shoes!

her style is impeccable - everything is chic and slightly jazzy and ironed and looks great on her. and it helps that she has been the same size since World War II!

she still works! like 25 hours/week as a sales associate at the Country Curtains store. she's so cool. 

her name is Emily but we've all called her Drezza since her first grandchild, my cousin Julie, tried to say "grandma" and out came "drezza."

happy birthday, Drez!

things i've learned about baseball

1. when people hang the "K" signs after a strike out - frontwards K's mean they went down swinging; backwards K's mean they went down looking. 

2. home plate umpires put their hands on the catcher's back! so they know which way the guy is moving. 

photo via umpire-empire.com

pouncey gets in front of it

happy mother's day!

thanks for cutting my pancakes at mcdonald's!

pouncey has a twin

one family at the rv park where pouncey was born last year kept one of his puppy brothers, in addition to their mother blizzard. 

they named the puppy duke. i am choosing to believe it's after the bush's beans talking dog duke, and not after that crappy school in durham.

the park has a facebook page and they occasionally post pictures of duke.

poUNCey or duke? hard to tell!

this absolutely makes my day. i "like" all the pictures, and make comments, it's really the only page on facebook i go to, and i go there way too often. it's to the point kevin is hinting that i am stalking them. 

i think the dogs may have identical DNA - they even share have mirrior image tongue spots.

this is duke, click to see pouncey's tongue spot

it makes me so happy to see pictures of pouncey's twin having a nice little life over in waynesville. 

Nacho & Pouncey or Blizzard and Duke?

do you think it's natural to be fascinated by your pet's twin?

happy happy!

keeping with tradition, yesterday was the most beautiful weather day of the year! 75 and sunny!

had a great walk with pouncey & kevin.

went downtown & had malaga paella and mojitos at chorizo. muy delicioso!



went to a friend's house and saw the cutest little miniboots. laughing laughing laughing with awesome people.
 
we all went to the civic center and saw bob dylan! behold the splendor!

 

it was a great day!

time flies...

...when you're taking oatmeal baths every 3 hours! 

my case of poison ivy is definitely on its way out the door.

as somebody who doesn't like to take baths, this whole oatmeal bath thing has been a real eye-opener. they work!  i feel like a blueberry floating in a bowl of cream of wheat, but they work!

they have me in good enough shape to avoid steriods and still enjoy today! the weather is lovely, i plan on working this morning, going for an afternoon hike with pounceters, going to dinner downtown, and then going to see dawes and bob dylan at the civic center tonight with calvin my love, and my two best girlfriends lindsay and michelle!

if you're lucky and you know it, clap your hands! (clap clap)

pouncey sucks pillows

pouncey sucks.

he sucks on his bed. he gets a corner in his mouth and sucks on it. sometimes he falls asleep with his bed in his mouth.

we always say 'pouncey, stop sucking on grammie's bed' (the bed was a christmas present from grammie), but the sucking doesn't stop.

he isn't chewing or shredding it, he is just sucking on it. for long periods of time.

i just googled "dog sucks on pillow' and the conventional wisdom seems to be that dogs who are taken from their mothers too soon may suck on pillows. like sucking thumbs. a security thing.

pouncey was taken from his mother at 5-6 weeks since she was too old to make enough milk for all the puppies.

and now he sucks on his bed instead. 

poison ivy

i am covered in poison ivy. all over my torso. ALL OVER my torso. itchy blisters. increasing intensity. appeared on monday, they are still getting worse 4 days later.

spent a half hour pulling weeds last weekend and will now spend the next 2 weeks in pure unadulterated urushiol hell.

the first time in my life i got poison ivy was last year after doing yard work. i've hiked and camped all over in and out of the woods for 36 years in shorts and short sleeves and never got poison ivy a single time. as soon as yard work entered the picture last year i've been plagued to some degree.

 i am politely recusing myself from doing any yardwork for the rest of my life.

i will plant food in the garden, and tend to the plants, but i am never pulling weeds again. chopping down unspecified jungle growth is not happening again. absolutely is not worth it.

i love doing yard work. i love making the yard look nice. i love watching the progress. i love how immediate the gratification is.

i cannot live 6 months of every year in itchy pain.

i have a friend tyler in california who told me a few years ago he could not move to asheville because of the poison ivy. at the time i thought he was kind of nutty. now i understand. all this beautiful bountiful natural wonder with hidden shiny red blistering biting side effects.

kevin is calling me 'bubble boy' and i feel like a whining, complaining wuss, but god DAMN this shit is terrible.

any poison ivy cures, natural or unnatural, lay em on me. i would much rather the rash hurt than itch. i can handle pain, it's the itchiness that is waking me up at night and generally driving me batty. 2+ weeks is a long harsh payment for 30 minutes of yard work.

jesus of puppies

we are still working on the trick where he turns this water into wine

spinart by kevin

for some fun arts &crafts, take a paper towel, pens and magic markers, and a lazy susan. add water and spin!

inside the skippy haha vintage warehouse

new post today on my vintage blog with photos of where and how i keep all the vintage clothing:

A Look Inside the Skippy Haha Vintage Warehouse

rainbows!