Monday, July 31, 2006

The only poetry you will ever find on this blog

The temperature was in the mid 90's here today, and is going to reach well over 100 tomorrow. I have had Shel Silverstein running through my head all day...


It's hot!
I can't get cool,
I've drunk a quart of lemonade,
I think I will take my shoes off
And sit around in the shade.

It's hot!
My back is sticky,
The sweat rolls down my chin.
I think I'll take my clothes off
And sit around in my skin.

It's hot!
I've tried with 'lectric fans,
And pools and ice cream cones,
I think I'll take my skin off
And sit around in my bones.

It's still hot.

Wow, poetry and the doesn't get much better than that now does blog might get revoked if I keep this up...

Sunday, July 30, 2006

Come on in, and pull yourself up a chair (like Chairry!)

I once dreamed that this day would come...

Cartoon Network
Every weeknight at 11:00.
Pee Wee's Motherfucking Playhouse.

Did you realize that Captain Carl was Phil Hartman?
Or, that Cowboy Curtis was Laurence Fishburn?
Or, that Reba the Mail Lady was Lt. Van Buren from Law & Order?
Or, that one of the little girls was the curly haired chick from American Pie?

Ahh, yes, life is good my friends, life is very, very good.

Saturday, July 29, 2006


Entry for Photo Friday, portrait.

This is my brother. It is hard sometimes to figure out what is going on in that crazy head of his. I think I captured that with this photo, and I laugh to myself everytime I look at this shot. My favorite part of this image is the focal point, it adds to his mystery.

He is an interesting little bastard, that is for sure.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Yahhhmith, or Yarmouth for you non-Bostonians

I have been putting off writing this post for a few reasons. The first is that I have been coughing so much this week I may have passed my appendix, through my throat. The second is that I am way too sad about no longer being on vacation and I don't want to think about it. But the last, and most important reason, is the blog whores. Yes, the blog whores. All last week, with every photo I snapped, with every funny story someone told, with any motion anyone made I was inundated with questions about said moments blogworthiness. "Do you think that will make the blog?" "Is this blogworthy?" "I am only watching Project Runway with you so I can make the blog." You know who you know what you did...and who am I kidding pretending that I didn't love every stinking second of it! So let your blog worthiness commence...

When Dave and I rolled up at the beach house, the first thing out of my sister Jenn's mouth was, "We ring the happy hour bell every day at five, sometimes earlier." She wasn't kidding, there was an actual bell celebrating this fine moment of the day. This is the house we stayed in...
Cape House 2006
We spend a huge amount of time on the porch. It was very much like the movie Friday, except we had a porch, and they had drugs. Fair trade really.

I was really excited about our proximity to the beach, and my goal was to spend as much time there as possible. Shock, I know. During my first few hours on the Cape I noticed my sister Kristin's sandals and commented about how much I liked them. "Thanks," she said "but you haven't seen the best part." Now the next move my sister made may have changed my life forever. She lifted up her foot to reveal the bottle opener that is embedded in the sole of the sandal. Yes, a bottle opener in her sandal. It was then that my goal for the week changed from spending time on the sand to figuring out where on earth I could get my own pair.
Sandals plus bottle opener make me a happy woman
As you can see, I succeeded. I love them so much that I have been running around like a deranged woman showing everyone the bottom of my shoe. They now all think I have a drinking problem. And before any of you comment on this, yes in this photo I am opening a twist top bottle. Yes, I could have just as easily done that with my hand. But damn it, I HAVE A BOTTLE OPENER IN MY SHOE and I am not afraid to use it.

My shopping spree did not end there. Jenn bought me a very early holy-crap-you-are-turning-thirty-this-year birthday present, my very first "Cape Cod bracelet". Or as I like to call it, my ICKristin starter set. It is official, I am cool now.

My vacation was also major quality time with my nieces. It is my obligation to you, and to them, to brag about how cute they all are.
Fish faces, well sort of
In my defense, we were both making fish faces in that last photo. Cate just needs to grow up, get her shit together and focus. God. But how scary is the resemblance of Ellie (baby number 2) to the spawn of Derek Zoolander? Very scary considering that she is the product of two Napoleon Dynamites. They must cancel each other out.

There were also many lawn games played in the front yard. Volleyball, croquet, bocce, name it, we played it, and Neil won it. But I still have no solid explanation for how this happened...
I am pretty sure this is illegal in Texas.

So, I left a whole bunch of crap out. Don't take it personal people, you are all very blogworthy. I am just done with this marathon of a post.

There are more photos on flickr if you are so inclined.


Sunday, July 23, 2006


Cate on the beach

I am back...did you miss me? More about the trip later...

The new Photo Friday is common, and this was my daily view this week, my neice on the beach. The sailboats, the water, the sand, the wind blown hair, all very Cape Cod.

I miss it already.

Saturday, July 15, 2006


Italian Coast

I haven't done Photo Friday in a while, so this is my entry for Remarkable. I give you the view of Corniglia, Italy from the hiking trail on the Cinque Terra. It seems like eons since I was there, two years have flown by.

We are going "down the Cape" for a week, so I plan on taking a vacation from the blog. We will be swimming, relaxing, laughing, drinking, eating, and continually commenting about how damn cute my nieces are. However, the majority of my time will be occupied my the repeated application of sunscreen.

See you in a week!

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Na na na na, hey hey hey, Goodbye!

Some women get really excited when their significant other buys them jewelry.
Others love to be whisked away on a surprise vacation.
Even more love to be taken out to a fancy dinner.
Dave has done all of these things for me, multiple times.
But there is just something about him buying me a Tide To Go stick at Target that makes my heart melt.

It is the little things really...

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Third time is a charm

It's back! And you love it! Come on, you knew this post was coming, don't fight it.

The third season of Project Runway started tonight, and because I loved the second season so much I have mixed emotions about going into the third. I want to see all the designs, and the backstabbing, and the cattiness, and the TV enhanced drama, but I don't want this season to be a fake imitation of the last. Instead, I want it to stand out on it's own. Am I asking too much of primetime television? Yes. Am I going to watch anyway? Yes indeedy. It is too early to tell whether it will be worth my time. Some of the early design looked good, but we need to weed through the initial crap before the season gets really hoping.

Heidi's (that is Heidi Klum to the rest of you) comment about how amazing it is that Laura, the mother of five, can find time to stay stylish, design, and raise her kids. If by raising her kids she means keeping the nanny, the maid, and the cook on speed dial, yes that is amazing. I am all for women in the workplace, and I am all for women using help when they can get it, but let's not front like she is doing this alone. Now having said all that, I like the coat she designed.

Make it work people.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Ain't that America, something to see baby

Long story short, I drove out to Indiana on Sunday and just drove back today. My butt is killing me. The small town that we stayed in, the hometown of a close friend, was quite nice. They have some very cool modern architecture (not kidding) and you can tell that the town has some money floating around. It has been a long time since I have driven through the Midwest, or taken any highways that are not on a coast. It is easy to forget how different most of the U.S. is from where I live now and where I grew up. Driving back today I felt like a foreigner in my own country. Rich/poor, Red State/Blue State, Urban/Rural...whatever you want to call it, this country is divided. I have been lucky enough to see a huge chunk of America, and have lived all over, so I know that there are major regional differences everywhere you travel in this great land. But for the most part, money and education are a huge part of that divide. It is easy to look at some of the struggling nations of the world, those that may be struck by famine or war, and say "Gosh, I am really lucky to have been born in America." But for me, I must also add how lucky I am to have been born where I was in the U.S. Don't get me wrong, I think there are numerous places in this country that would be a great places to raise a family. However, I would not wish upon my worst enemy to be from some of the places that we passed through today. One horse towns, in the mountains, where the center of culture is the gas station/convenience store/fast food place. I ain't sayin' that West Virginia is the Sudan, but growing up there cannot be a picnic

We took the southern route today because I had never been to Kentucky. I really just wanted to add another state to my tally. Since I think it is wicked cool, and Dave wanted to see it again, I give you my states visited map. I'm glad that they marked down that Alaska is not to scale?!? Like we couldn't tell.

create your own visited states map
Thirteen more to go...

Thursday, July 06, 2006

Where everybody knows your name

Some days it feels like my life is a constant push/pull of wanting to move home and being comfortable where I am. After spending a very nice long, relaxing weekend in Boston full of parades, cookouts, kids, and my sister's brilliant movie references I can see myself there. I can see Dave and I moving and being very happy. Spending more time with my family, my nieces, watching Sox games on local cable, driving to the beach whenever I want to, all seems like a lovely dream. But then I come back to DC, to the neighborhood that I love, the friends that have been so good to me, the haunts where I can name all the faces on both sides of the bar, and the familiarity that has become my day to day life and I just don't know. In Boston, all my friends are gone, they have moved all over the country. My friends are here, my life is here, everything I have known for the last five years is here. I can walk down the street at any given time and run into five different people that I know. I don't have that network, that safety net, in Boston. So I am going to find a way to combine the two. It may involve moving vast expanses of land, hell Maryland and Jersey are easily expendable, but I am going to do it. I will find a way.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Happy Birthday Billy!!!

cate bday may 20060017

Never before has one picture said it all so well.


You might be getting a little too old for the slide my brother. After all, this is your Larry Bird Birthday.