Sunday, November 23, 2008
worth a thousand words... 23 november 2008 gratitudes
1. fell head over heels for this "new" application poladroid. i have wanted photoshop to have a feature like this for.ever. i discovered it in another late night bout of insomnia. i have been feeling un-inspired with the quality of my photos lately, but now this adds a veneer of romance that the photos needed. until i can figure out how to work my polaroid sx-70, this will have to suffice.
2. attempted to cook for pete. and by cook, i mean sort of add flavor to pre-packaged pasta and soup. so far i'm a pitiful excuse for a wife, but sweet pete is a much obliging guinea pig to my cooking endeavors.
3. stocked the pantry with dry goods and cooking essentials. i am reading alice water's the art of simple food and i'm determined. i may not be the most skilled chef, but by gosh, i have a whole lot of heart! shouldn't that count for something? i think i just need a set of le creuset cookware to inspire me...
4. collected my stack of farewell marc jacobs letters from friends and co-workers to tuck somewhere special. last week my former assistant manager visited me at my new store and gave me a letter that left me in tears. it was so simple and thoughtful, but something that i will forever remember fondly. i was literally crying on the salesfloor after he left.
5. chatted with the nicest couple at my new store. one half of the couple is a creator of children's television shows for nickelodeon. i wanted to hug him for that alone. i think he was sort of taken aback at my enthusiasm for his work. i just love anyone who wants to make magic for kids.
6. admired the bonpoint window on bleeker. a glittery display with a giant cheshire cat smile of a moon. i could see the reflection of ginko leaves in the window. my favorite leaves in the whole wide world. as a child i would climb this one special, yellow tree on glen devon drive and its leaves made the best jumping piles. i loved that tree and every time i see ginko leaves it pulls on my heartstrings.
7. saw the cutest paper garland hanging in the top corner of a very naughty video store on christopher street. such a sweet little trim, for such a lascivious merchant!
8. practiced my type a (or lack there of) skills, such as list making and scheduling. i very much want to be a time management master, but without the neuroses associated with it. how does my chelsea cook do it? she is a type a, free-spirited, artistic soul. who loves to cook. and sew. and scrapbook. have i mentioned how much i admire her?
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9 comments:
That is a cool application. It sounds like your life has had a real turn recently. I myself have just moved in with my man. I am very worried about kitchen stuff... :)
Let's take a cooking lesson together!
If I haven't asked you already I would love for you to be a guest blogger on the up coming Truant blog that is set to launch in January. We are looking for fantastic bloggers like yourself to be involved.
let me know!
Check out allrecipes.com everything is reviewed and rated, plus you can search for just the ingredients you have on hand. I can only cook one thing at a time or it all gets ruined, but it is so exciting when something comes out delicious!
p.s. Thank you!
...thanksgiving & gratitudes should be in our daily dosage indeed ;)
Hi! I just wanted to say that I love your blog. I created one just yesterday so you should check it out! Thanks!
Thank you for directing me to the Polodroid App, it's the closest I can get to the real thing! Also, your new haircut looks great, perfect for Margiela...
xxx,
Tiffany
I hate to cook :(
wait a minute I have heard about le creuset cookware....can you tell me more about it?
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