This happened. I’m 25 weeks (in this photo, 26 weeks now). We’re having a girl! She’s our little Clam.
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(by Stefan Ruiz, available at 20×200)
Most of my coworkers have a gorgeous view of the Philadelphia skyline from their office windows. So gorgeous that I linger just a little too long when I walk by. I would never, never- ever!, get tired of looking out my window and seeing the tops of those buildings disappear into clouds on rainy days or a sunset reflected back at me on their glass facades … if I had a window.
I’d also be happier and more productive and no I have not had my worms today.
So I decided that I need a huge photograph of a big sky and some kind of view for my
closet office. I love the one above of Cairo, Egypt (which I found at 20×200), but the small size is too small and the next biggest size is $600. It inspired me, though, to look through photos of our travels to see if I could find one that would work. Here’s what I’ve come up with so far.
Or I can have them make a decal from one of my photos. I’m excited that I can just stick it on my wall! But now I can’t decide. What’s a girl to do? Any thoughts, Internets?
And who doesn’t need a new way to organize her brain? I have two new-to-me websites to tell you about, and I’ll start tonight with Workflowy (which I first read about here). First, I love the name. Say it outloud, and you’ll love it too. Second, the to-do lists and notes-to-self that I used to write on dozens of little Post-it notes that then ended up at the bottom of my work bag, they now go in Workflowy. It’s a good thing.
Try it. You might like it.
That, my friends, is burgoo. At least, it’s supposed to be. I bought a whole chicken last week and had some pieces left that I thought would be great for soup, but I’m still not sure how I landed on burgoo. I’ve never made it myself, but I have memories of helping to make it.
For those of you who’ve never heard of burgoo, it’s a soup made primarily in Western Kentucky. It’s pretty remarkable, as far as soups go, because it’s generally made in huge batches and sold by the gallon (or half gallon) as a fundraiser for schools, churches, fire departments, student organizations, etc.
Here’s how it should go down: build a fire (outside), get yourself a big honkin’ cast iron pot (think a witch’s kettle), position it over the fire, toss in all the veggies and meat you can find, and cook the devil out of it. I’m talking hours and hours and hours.
Once when I was in junior high school, the Junior Optimist Club, of which I was a member, had a sleepover at the Riverview school house and made some burgoo. I remember standing in the cool dark of a fall morning stirring pots of soup with big wooden paddles and later watching the sun rise over the Ohio River. It feels like another world at this point.
And so, I had high hopes for my burgoo this weekend. I slow cooked the chicken and a pound of stew meat (last night), deboned the bird (this morning), and even found (at the Italian Market) what is surely the last okra of the season, and yet my burgoo came out tasting like a delicious vegetable soup, not a burgoo at all.
If I ever find a way to make it, I’ll share the recipe with y0u. Until then, you’re on your own. You can try this recipe or one of these, but I have a feeling it’s going to be difficult, if not impossible, to replicate the magic that happens in those pre-dawn hours on the banks of the Ohio.
(via Pennsylvania Ballet)
Steve and I are headed to the ballet tonight! The tickets were part of his gift to me for our first anniversary, which we’ve been celebrating for about two months. I’m really excited! I love the ballet! It gives me the ting. I think he’ll like it too, because there’s live music, and music – of nearly any variety - gives him the ting.
We are seeing La Fille mal gardee, and I included the promotional billboard above because it’s so stinkin cool! Love the tattoos. Turns out, that’s the point. No pun intended. On second thought, though, pun totally intended. I’ll let you know what I think.
Anyone else have exciting plans? Have a great weekend!
(photo by Irene Suchocki of IS Photography)
I am shamelessly trying to win this trip for two (from Oh Happy Day!) to the city of lights, love, and chocolate bread! And you should too! I mean, seriously, this is really something I should keep to myself to keep competition to a minimum, but a). that’s bad karma and b). I have to post a link to the contest on my blog in order to enter the maximum number of times!
And it gives me chance to write about Paris and this fabulous photographer I found on etsy. Photographer Irene Suchocki has a whole series of Paris fine art prints in her IS Photography etsy shop, which I love because Paris is such a beautiful city and because that is where Steve and I started dating. This print is called I left my heart in Paris. Well, I found mine there.
(via Garden & Gun)
I just subscribed to Garden & Gun. I’ve wanted to do it for a long time but always put it off. When we moved to Philly (from Virginia, y’all), I felt like I needed to maintain more of a connection to Southern writers and culture. Besides, when living amongst Yankees, a girl needs more than a bottle of bourbon and two copies of Gone With the Wind to proclaim her southern roots!
Yesterday I saw that G&G recently won a National Magazine Award and that pushed it over the top for me. Doesn’t everyone love a winner? Can’t wait to get my first issue…in 6 to 8 weeks.
What magazines do you guys love?
I took a break from the too-gorgeous-for-words weather in Philadelphia last weekend and flew to St. Louis for some fun in the sun with family. The high temperature on Saturday was 98 degrees. Sunday it was a balmy 90 degrees. We went boating on the Mississippi, enjoyed pina coladas at The Loading Dock in Grafton, Illinois, and, naturally, found time to visit a few nurseries and buy plants. Not what most families do for entertainment, I realize, but it’s pretty typical for us. Extra bonus points to the nursery that sells wine and hires a band to play every single Sunday for those who want to buy a bottle and enjoy it on a big awesome breezy porch. And I do. Here are some shots:
This is what we left with, and even I took a few goodies home with me:
And now, Internets, I have to tell you about the cicadas. They are C-R-A-Z-Y in the South and the Midwest right now. Not only are they everywhere, their 13-year song is deafening during certain parts of the day. Take a look:
Can you see them there all over that tree? Here’s a recording of them too: They’re kind of hypnotic, don’t you think?
Anyway, it was a great weekend! Perfect, as my Aunt Barbi would say.
I hope everyone had a great weekend! We went to the Jersey shore, or downthashore, as they say here. We had hoagies from our new fav Aversa’s Italian Bakery and donuts from Junior’s Donuts and Dogs. Three words to remember, folks, if ever you find yourself on the bay side of Margate, New Jersey, before 11 a.m.: Jelly donut, please. Yum! They’re unbelievable!
We also logged several hours on the beach, and I have two burnt knees (which I missed with my SPF70, thank you very much, sunscreen) to show for it. Alas! Now I’m back to my very difficult existence of being unemployed in Philadelphia. How will I ever fill the time? Maybe I’ll read some more of this. It’s excellent!