Blogging has been interrupted by life. I’m sorry, but enjoy some lawn ornaments while I’m unearthing my desk. ______Last.fm hit of the day: Love Stays the Same by Suicidal Romance
Squirrels as Art
This creepy guy stared me in the face upon exiting the local Stop and Shop yesterday morning. I find this planter frightening for one reason. It’s a squirrel. It looks unsuspecting, but I know better. Those glassy eyes most likely include hidden cameras. Squirrels will take over the world. Mark my words. _____Last.fm hit of the day: The Impartial Orchestral
Oh Gnome
Last night, Hubby and I spent an hour in our local Newbury Comics enjoying the 32% off everything flash sale. We spent money and all of it was necessary (wink) items. I love Newbury Comics. One of the best things about them besides the obscure books and used CDs is the random merchandise they sell. Like, lawn ornaments. “You’re doing
Monsters and Flamingos
We’re heat-waving in Boston with balmy 40 degree weather. That makes me think of spring and all the good things that come with it: sun, flowers, lawns, lawn decorations… Totally awesome, right? I’m not one for lawn decorations, even if they are tacky. (And if you’ve been following around, you know how much I love tacky decorations.) But there is
The House on Emerson Street
As a child, one of my best friends was Jenny. She lived with her mother and grandmother a street and a half behind me. (Her back door was on a side street that ran off the street behind mine.) Her house was on the town line, making her neighbors across the street from a different town. In this town, around