I’ve been tumbling. If you know who Julia Allison is, you may know what I’m talking about. I’ve also been reading from “An American Album: 150 Years of Harpers Magazine” and drinking wine. On Monday night I ate three deep fried sour kraut balls. I thought that deserved a mention because, well…it’s deep fried sour
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Yesterday Mallorie and I spent 8 hours Christmas shopping. Because I always wait until the last minute and she needed to tie up a few loose ends. We also spent three hours reading theology books in Borders, trying out every lip gloss known to Nars in Sephora and lunching down on pecan encrusted trout and
Chris and I after a few rounds of “Skip to My Lou”. Complete with the singing and the snorting (which invariably accompanies any thing we sing) and the skipping past people who clearly think we’re just a little bit ‘SPECIAL’. But never mind. The way I see it, if you can’t sing cow’s in the
This is the first time in ten years I’ve spent a week away from the internet. Frightening, really. Just checking my email and realising I may have left the last post open to confusion. I often refer to my grandfather as “Pa” – And he’s fine. That’s what he’ll tell you, anyway. But he said
I never thought it would bother me so much. But that’s the thing. I didn’t think. You don’t. About this stuff. Until it happens. Then you know. After Pa told me I put away the phone. Pulled over on the side of the road. And threw up. ——— The other day I was listening to
I’m sitting here eating dry cereal and making my Christmas list. That’s really all there is to it. 1. Bobby Brown Sandy Gold Collection (Bobby is Beautiful.) 2. Diptyque Parfumée Encens Candle. (I love myrrh.) 3. J.Crew Tartan Toggle Coat (Saw it. Want it.) 4. Shavata Brows. (Best. Brows. Ever.) 5. Sephora Antibacterial Brush Set
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If you’ve seen me on Myspace you may have noticed my “Hero/Person I’d Like to Meet” isn’t The Divine. It’s Beantown Boy Conan O’Brien. And FYI it’s not a coincidence that I just happen to be a member of Facebook’s Be Cool My Babies: A Conan O’Brien FanClub. (Yes, I’m a networking junkie…) I’m not
I was on Facebook last night looking at a group called “I survived the 192” – or something. A meeting point for 4000 strong; set up for anyone who ever took the 192 from Manchester Piccadilly to….well, to where ever it is the 192 ends up. (Hazel Grove?) The 192 is a Magic Bus. A
I try to choose a handful of ‘unread-by-me’ books from this list every year. Novels I would have never otherwise been moved to try on. Like Hilary Mantel’s Beyond Black, a 2005 most listee. Or The Jane Austen Book Club by Karen Joy Fowler which sounded a little too pink to pick up through any other recommendation. This year I’ll be making a selection from the Non-Fiction list. Leonard Woolf: A Biography by Victoria Glendinning, because I’ve recently developed an irrational fascination with Virginia’s husband. And In the Country of Men by Hisham Matar because…well…just because. Anyhoo. The New York Times 100 Notable Books of the Year. Fiction and Poetry.
I ADORE this girl. Never mind the gorgeous hair and fabulous fashion sense, her voice makes you fall back into yourself. Pulls you apart and puts you back together again – all content and dream like. She’s also an amazing lyricist, leaving me the envy shade of green. Especially since she’s only seventeen. Horrah! Jose
