Glass Milk Bottle

October 28, 2012

It's the little things. Like a milk bottle made in Spain out of recycled glass.

I was feeling stir-crazy after being at home by myself all day long, so I stepped out to hunt down my most recent obsession. I had seen one of these the other day while looking for something else. Then last night something in my mind started telling me that it HAD to have this. That I must have this or I cannot go on. I fought it for a while, but when cabin fever joined the battle against me I lost.

I know that many detractors will say horrible things about my actually using it, but it's glass and it's cool and I'm okay with it. Plus, it makes me happy.

Thank you.


That's the kind of crazy I am this year

August 27, 2012

Here I am sitting on my patio, drinking coffee and reading. My cats hung around, ate grass, now they're lounging on the concrete under the stairs. It's really nice. I like that I decided to stop spending so much time and money in the corporate coffee shop. I like being home.

Or, do I? I'm sitting on the patio. It's 90º. I'm drinking hot coffee. Yet, I'm outside because that's just the kind of crazy I am this year.

I've always kind of unconsciously avoided being at home. I mean, this dates back to the first time I had an apartment. Odd that I'd pay money every month for a place I didn't want to be. For a while I couldn't sleep on my bed; I could only sleep on my sofa. I don't know. Perhaps I'm claustrophobic. I don't entirely understand it, but it seems to be going away slowly, on its own.


But, here are a couple of pictures of my patio/porch.

Anastasia keeping an eye on things