My roundup on equipping the perfect bar cart for JC Penney.
Poem from the May 12 New Yorker:
One Can Miss Mountains
and pine. One
and go on as
before as if
One does. One
One can even miss
the basso boom
of the ocean’s
and its rhythm.
A man can leave
and take nothing
Are you wearing that God Bless Me t-shirt ironically? Because I’m not sure God gets it, so it’s possible you’re unnecessarily increasing His workload. And people are starving.
Your sideburns are looking good though.
Flashback to me, pregnant with Hank, walking along the street with Bryan — host-gift wine bottle in hand. I notice an angry man up the street, weaving and yelling in our path. In the time it takes to blink, my brain flashes to me smashing the bottom of the wine bottle on a nearby lamppost, and assuming a fight stance while bellowing profanities.
Whoa. That’s new.
I think the ready-to-gut-offenders adrenaline will fade once I give birth, but not so. This afternoon at the cafe, someone hovers suspiciously over my bag. Cut to mental image of him grabbing my bag, and me leaping over the table to tackle him and claw at his eyes.
What the hell.
When did I become some Clockwork Orange version of Ally McBeal? If I ever decide to take up caffeine again, you might need to alert someone — lest I fly at Bryan in a blind rage when he tries to take a bite off my plate without asking first.
Lots of good designs and products to scan this week. Here’s where we’re keeping them:
-My wine-rack roundup for my gig with JC Penney’s. Time to stop keeping our wine on top of the fridge.
-Melissa also has some excellent guest editor picks over at Mighty Goods.
-I just finished up 15 Must Haves for Traveling with Babies and Toddlers over at Mighty Junior.
Did you know it was possible to get blisters from a support garment? Like, long, water-filled girdle blisters across your back? The kind where you wake up, and something on your back itches, so you go to scratch it, and your hand comes away wet? Did you know this?
Yeah. Me neither.