Category: Object-ification

In which I moan and whinge about “things”– purchased, consumed, drunken, and otherwise.

Of Old Wood and Hands Made

Our Farm Table, by David Ellison of Lorimer Antiques We recently had our “new” dining room table delivered to us. It was the last piece of the renovation puzzle in our “green” family room.  It really is green… the walls are not only painted green, but were painted with low VOC paint (low harmful fumes)…

English Things I Miss, Part 1: The Toast Rack

Here’s a new, non-regular segment for you that perhaps will help me cope with the grieving process of no longer living in London: English Things I Miss, subtitle, Though Not Necessarily So Much That I Would Move Back to the God-Forsaken Land of Clouds and Complaining. First English Thing I Miss: The Toast Rack It…

The Perfect Marriage: TiVo and Netflix

My husband, maybe to mock my attachment to my typewriter, or maybe just to give me the good news, sent me this article, today. It breaks the much-awaited news (at least around our place) that two of the greatest entertainment inventions: TiVo and Netflix, are going to join forces. This is akin to the Wonder…

Futura, Facebook and My iPhone

Lately I’ve been keeping my laptop packed up in my backpack. It’s been getting Jan Brady’s worth of my attention these days. The combination of feeling overwhelmed (over-digged, over-twittered, over-booked) and of being the proud mother of conflicting pieces of beautiful technologies has caused me to rework my communication priorities. Here they are: 1. The…

Tree versus the Tide

I got trapped out on my screened porch the other day during a very bad storm. I locked myself out of my house. My neighbors on both sides were home and they had keys but my trees were casting their branches off into the wind. I huddled in the corner of the porch and hoped…

A Post to the Futura

Look what arrived in the mail recently! Purchased from Mr. Typewriter in Florissant, MO., I got six brand new ribbons for my Royal Futura 800. You pop the top open here… … pressing the Red Royal button (Thanks Portable Typewriter Forum!) Of course, I spent about 20 minutes trying and failing to figure out how…

A Summer Affair Review: Novel as Cop-Out

Elin Hilderbrand’s A Summer Affair, is supposed to be a beach read. You know this because there is an image of two cute pairs of feet kissing in the sand on the book’s cover. The fact that this layered, well-structured and sometimes thoughtless novel is supposed to be a beach read indicates a complication not…

Dead to Me – Abandon Blog!

My Lover, My Backhoe There is something AWFUL about an abandoned blog on my Google Reader. I click and click and click on “hopeful curmudgeon” and it is always February 26, 2008. Hopeless is more like it! My own version of Groundhog Day! I wonder what happens when people stop blogging? Did they: Fall in…

A Note on Nougat

Occasionally I ask myself “What are you writing?!?? Pelting squirrels and fuzzy cat buses?!?” That is usually when I can feel myself “filling in”– you know, writing something that isn’t exactly the truth of what is on my mind. I guess I “fill-in” on the days when I need to talk, to spill it, but…

Catbuses Need Love Too

I try not to love the internet as much as I do, but there are so many good reasons. Here’s another good reason to check it out. Not only can you buy secondhand things on Craigslist, you can buy all sorts of things you never knew you might not be able to live without.

The Bad Wife

That’s Me… The bad wife, the bad influence. The pancake and pale ale pusher. This photo (at right) illustrates the crazed result. My hubby has been trying to slim down and he’s been doing a great job of it, despite my existence. Perhaps you’ve read the blog he shares with my brother, Loser In Laws,…

Vienna Sausages Don’t Grow on Trees

Or… How To Make Dinner ala Costco One of the side effects of living overseas for three years is that you get out of the all-American habit of buying food in BULK. Large supermarkets are not as rare over there as they once were, but Europeans still tend to shop for the day, picking up…

Magazines I Never Ordered

Or, My So-Called “Partnership Orders” I got this “bill” in my mailbox the other day. It came on the heels of the 2008 February issue of Wired Magazine, with a cover shot of Sarah Silverman looking as confused for being in my house as I was for having her there. Now, I don’t have anything…

Eli Manning, Give Back Your Hybrid Escalade!

Who doesn’t love a hero? And after a gorgeous performance in Super Bowl XLII, Eli Manning deserves to be one. So, with 2008 marked already as the Year of Green, I can only humbly ask that our first hero of the year, Giants quarterback Eli Manning, give BACK to Cadillac the keys to their hybrid…