Sunday, June 18, 2006

Sunday Scribblings ~ BED

Now whenever I hear the word bed it has taken on a totally new meaning for me. In January of this year “BED (Beverage. Entertainment. Dining)”, a concept chain of restaurants opened here in Atlanta where people actually have the choice to eat breakfast, lunch, dinner, brunch and cocktails in bed. In fact they are no ordinary beds, these are plush inviting beds that are suppose to make ones dining experience slightly more enjoyable. When you arrive you are even given special slippers to dine in. The one that opened here in Atlanta is the third in the country. The other two are located in Miami and New York.

It is set up in a very trendy posh hotel here in downtown Atlanta. The cuisine represents French American contemporary cooking with a touch of added southern style.
The whole concept threw me when I first heard of it because I personally have never been one who could eat in bed. Yes, even with those little trays that sit across your lap, I have found eating in bed to be most uncomfortable.

But hey, maybe trying it out in a setting such as the one I heard about here, will change my mind. The restaurant is supposed to be all the rave. Who knows maybe I will run into a few famous stars, that alone should make the experience fun.

When I scrounge up the funds and have a bit of free time on my hands from all my other duties I will give it a chance. Until then I will keep the crumbs out of my own bed. http://atl.bedrestaurants.com/home.php

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Thursday, June 15, 2006

Poetry Thursday

This week I have two poems for poetry thursday. One is an attempt at a Fibs style of poetry. I discovered this genre of poerty through tiny article in Skirt Magazine. Which by the way the talented media artist and blogger Misty Mawn's artwork is on the cover for this issue. Fibs poetry is a mathematical way of creating a poem, where the sum of the syllables in each line must equal the sum of the syllables in the two previous lines. The challenge was pretty intense for me. I had a hard time being creative in the mist of trying to make sure I was mathmatically in the boundries of syallables. It became very apparent why I have always hated math. Maybe I will try again someday, but for now I will stick to other forms of poetry writing that fuel my creativity.

Fibs poem:

quiet
silence
eludes me

chaos surrounds me
and I cannot hear myself think


~Lisa 2006

The second poem I wrote was from a prompt that I found through le vie en rose... a sweet life at the end of her post for SPC . "In the wonderful book Poemcrazy Wooldridge suggests you write your own name poem using the following prompt":

My real name is
yesterday my name was
tomorrow my name will be
in my dream my name was

This is what I came up with.

My real name is
passion
for life,
languages,
and
experiencing whatever
excites and
ignites my mind.

Yesterday,
my name was stagnate
and stuck
in my vision of
what I knew to
be the difference between
right and wrong.

Tomorrow,
my name will be strength,
solidly standing
on both feet
fit, empowered and
making choices
that suit me.

In my dream my name
was power
in the knowledge of obtaining
balance, success and growth
to become a self assured,
able bodied woman
recaptured.


~Lisa 2006




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Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Wiped and ready to re-coop!

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Seeing this image made me want to pack up and go to a spa in Arizona or New Mexico to escape the hectic life and endless running around I have had to endure these past few days. Breathe, slowly, another deep breath. I feel like I could just fall asleep right now and sleep for days. So that is almost what I plan to do. I plan to hit the bed early, after I finish writing for my Poetry Thursday entry tomorrow. I have one attempt at Fibs style ready to go. Which I will go into more detail about in tomorrow's post and I am going to attempt another based on la vie en rose' s prompt on her post for 06/13/04. So until tomorrow.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

SPC ~ Pop Art #2

It's very simple. My "Prince Charming" turned out not to be so charming.
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Monday, June 12, 2006

Sunday Scribblings-On Monday-Mystery

A mystery I would love to have unveiled to me, is where in the world all the socks go that get lost in the washing/drying process.

When you pull the laundry out of the drier, begin to sort and fold it and there is only one sock of the pair you put in the wash to begin with, it becomes semi crazy to search for the lost one in sheets, t-shirts, etc. Yes some do cling, but most simply vanish.

I used to open the drier a few times in hopes that my eyes were playing tricks on me and I was just missing it somehow. I would check around the washer and drier on the floor, again in the washer in case it never made it to the drier in the first place. But to this day, I have never had one lost sock resurface.

I would actually put the odd sock out, with the other odd ones in a drawer, in hopes that I will be able to match it again when the other on turned up. But I ended up with a drawer full of odd socks and decided that it was even crazier to hold on to them “in hopes”. So now if I do not find the other sock when the laundry is complete, I just toss the odd one directly into the trash.

I’ve heard many theories about what can happen to them. But the best I’ve heard is that they just take off when we aren’t looking to go live lives with other socks in new places, enjoying themselves in their sock worlds and communities.

Friday, June 09, 2006

TGIF


One of my favorite catalogs arrived today. I love this cover. All the beautiful colors of threads, sizes and color's of the spools as well as the different textures. It's superb. It made me want to run out to JoAnn's and buy some.

Other things that came in the mail today as well were loads of magazines I subscribe too.
Thimble's June button of the month club buttons and Angry Chicken's mail order #3. I can't wait to glace through the mail order uninterrupted tonight after my daughter goes to bed.

This is a full weekend. Tomorrow we are having my daughter's 2nd belated birthday party at a inflatable slide place called
Jump Zone. Out of all the other parties we went to from her classmates I like this the best. Besides I pondered the idea of being the "only parent" to have it at her house but realized after head count of who was willing to come, that I would have fifteen two year olds to keep occupied. At least now I don't have to set up or clean up. I will be doing enough clean up of my own messes this weekend without having to add to it.

I am going to make an attempt at writing a Fibs poem this weekend as well. "A Fibs poem for those who have never heard of them are poems that use mathematical progression known as Fibonacci sequence to dictate the nuber of syllables in a line. The number of syllables in each line must equal the sum of the syllables in the the two previous lines. So start with O and 1, add them togehter to get your next number, which is also 1, 2 comes next, then add 2 to 1 to get 3 and so on." For a person such as myself who is not really or never really been into math this will be a challenge, but one no the less I am looking forward too. I will post results.
I will be around this weekend, though I do not know if I will post until Sunday for
Sunday Scribblings. This weeks theme is mystery.

So have a great weekend!

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Poetry Thursday

This poem was inspired by listening to other women on a daily basis talk about other women's weight.

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Did you see what she was wearing?
How could she?
She’s fat.

Doesn’t she know that her
cellulite ripples are showing
through her pants?

It’s gross
Who does she think she is.
A beauty queen?
Is she insane?
She’s fat.

No one wants to
look at her in skin tight pants.
Doesn’t she care
that she’s fat?


Crying she listens
from the other side
of the bathroom stall

waiting,
hoping
these women who

are strangers
can’t hear her misery
and frustration

at the fact that she
has no self esteem,
no self love
and cannot afford to
buy a decent pair
of pants.


~ Lisa 2006

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Wednesday, June 07, 2006

YOU CAN DO IT!

I know I am probably VERY late in discovering this great book. But I am glad I finally did. I would see it often in my trips browsing through B&N, but for some reason I never did stopped to actually pick it up, glance at the pages and really see what it was all about. Perhaps it is because the title and image on the cover eludes to the Girl Scouts. Not that I have anything against Girl Scouts, it's just that I had a complete aversion to being one myself when I was younger. I think the whole concept of merit badges was kind of a turn off for me too.

Well today while waiting at the doctor's office with my daughter, I picked up an issue of
Experience Life magazine and there it was, a picture of the book and all necessary information to locate it nestled at the end of an article I was reading. I took this as a sign that maybe it was time I gave it a chance. So on the way home I checked it out from the library. What a pleasant surprise. I am looking forward to taking the challenge to complete the merit badges in this book no matter how long it takes.

I've come to the realization that the merit badge can really be a sign of success and accomplishment. Maybe my aversion to being a Girl Scout when I was younger was a missed opportunity to challenge myself earlier in ways I am only learning about now.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

SPC ~ Pop Art #1

Namaste
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On a Tuesday ~ Sunday Scribblings #10 : Earliest Memory

Was suppose to post on Sunday night...time always seems to allude me.

Earliest Memory – The most memorable

I was eight years old and was visiting my dad’s best friend’s family just outside Portland, Oregon. It was one of the first trips I had taken alone on a plane across country from Washington D.C. Mr. I owned a nursery and lived on the property as well with his wife and two daughters, N and Y.

The morning I arrived, I remember it being a very grey day outside. There were very scattered clouds and a misty rain. We loaded up in the backseat of the pickup truck at the airport and headed to their house. N, Y and I spent the entire ride tickling each other. So much so, we tortured each other to the point where we had to pee badly.

We stopped on the way by a drive though milk store; what a new experience for me coming from a city. It was a little brown wooden building that had a single window. A wooden awning came out and a wooden pole hung down the center. I slightly remember a yellow sign hanging above the window with the name of the milk store. The girl’s dad ordered the milk and it was handed to him in old fashioned milk bottles, with a metal carrier. On each side there were three bottles. Three filled with chocolate milk and three with white milk. Though I wasn’t one for anything but chocolate milk in those days, I still remember tasting the white milk and thinking it was the creamiest, best tasting milk I had ever had.

The week or two I was there, I honestly can’t remember how long I stayed, was filled with helping out in the nursery, playing games or in the yard, eating great meals together and watching cartoons in the mornings.

From their large picture windows on the rear side of the house you could see Mt. Hood. I remember the days when it was dreary and foggy and you could see the fog hovering over the volcano’s grand opening. Who would have known at that moment that three years later she would erupt? Imagine how excited I was when we received a package from them with the ash in little vials. Holding that vial in my hand and showing it to all my friends back in D.C., not was I only sharing history with them, but there was a connection for me since I had actually seen the volcano myself.

But the most memorable day of this trip was the morning of August 16, 1977. N, Y and I were sitting on the floor of the living room as we had each and every morning watching either Underdog or Roadrunner when programming was interrupted for a special broadcast. I remember seeing a house, with a bunch of young girls and women outside crying and the announcer saying “with deep regrets” that Elvis was dead.


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Sunday, June 04, 2006

Back With Goodies and Such

Happy June everyone! This is my birth month. It is also the month that some of us honor our fathers or husband's. This is the month of the Summer Solstice for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere (the longest daylight period and shortest night). This is the month that the Summer Reading Challenge begins. I have committed myself to reading at least one book a week between June 1st and August 31st but I want to try for two. This is the month that re-runs are really in full swing and I start watching more movies. I saw an absolutely fabulous movie yesterday: My Life Without Me. I highly recommend this film. Warning! The theme of this film deals with death but I found it to be in a very beautiful way.

Goodies I got in the mail at the end of May:




The "Spring Fever" theme installment from the candy swap I participate in came last week. This package came from Lisa in Texas. Giant Jelly Beans, which I love, a wonderful dark chocolate candy bar with pink peppercorns. It tastes amazing with a sweet, spicy, citrus, berry flavor. I will definitely be searching the net for more of these chocolate and other types by this specific manufacturer. And the part the really resonated the "Spring Fever" theme were the lollipop's with real bugs. Yep, real bugs. One is blueberry flavored with a scorpion in it and the other is a tequila flavored with a worm. I myself do not have the guts to try it but they make for a great souvenir and conversation item. They are made by a company called HOTLIX who have many more varieties of insect candies and snacks. They do have non-insect products as well.


This beautiful tote bag that I ordered from Thimble is amazing. She does amazing work. I am a beginner sewer with hopes of obtaining skills such as these some day. I love this bag. She sent a cute little thank you card with one of her button's attached (not pictured because my daughter grabbed it and well, I am still trying to find where she hid it). I must also mention that I belong to her button of the month club, but never got around to posting the first set of buttons I received. She also makes great jewelry and accessories so check out her shop.

Well, the day is starting to get behind me and I have so much to do. Today will be double post day. Tonight I will post my Sunday Scribblings. I've been so swamped with everything I've missed the last few.