R.I.P. Manute Bol-a gentle big man.
I think I would like to go to Solitude Farm.
Historical Currency Exchange Rates.
The Debt to the Penny.
NeighborGoods-kinda like Freecycle, kinda like Craigslist.
In my travels through the Internet and in various magazines I have been seeing quite a few owl-themed children's parties. This by far is the cutest owl party I have seen. I wish I had been invited. And I love the owl pinata (towards bottom of page). Here is another owl pinata.
Something else that I keep seeing are garlands-everywhere.
Now they have gourmet s'more kits. Good Grief!!! We made "gourmet" s'mores when I was a kid. We would have homemade marshmallows and white chocolate, store bought marshmallows and a Snickers or a Peppermint Pattie-all sorts of combinations. We were ahead of our time and didn't even know it.
Today, July 16, is National Corn Fritter Day.
This Cakewich baking pan cracks me up.
Finally a place to get nice kitchen twine.
I like these rings at Deka Ray.
I have found that I am now a breakfast person. For years and years I never ate breakfast. For the past 6 or 7 years I have been eating bad things for breakfast-brownies, cookies, carrot cake and various and sundry sugar-laden carbohydrates. I have found that if I go out for a nice breakfast, say a veggie omelet, some faux bacon or veggie sausage, maybe even some melon, I am a happy camper. I can enjoy this meal with my sweetie, other folk or even alone with something to read. Pure contentment.
If I ever visit Portland, Oregon I must have breakfast at The Tin Shed. If I ever get to retire, when I am traveling around taking factory tours, I can find cool places to have breakfast, and of course blog about both experiences.
The 20th century's most reclusive writers.
Best books of the year-so far-according to Amazon.
Bookshelf porn (I may have posted before, but so what. It's worth a second peep).
Really like this pink therma jug.
If you haven't watched The Choir (BBC America) you must. It is excellent.
That's all I have for this week. Have a nice weekend.
"The greatest gift we can give one another is rapt attention to one another's existence." Sue Atchley Ebaugh