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30 April 2010

The Lounge is Officially Open!

Spring! She carries such an incredible energy..the the new growth, the freshness in the air..breeze through open windows, soft soil opening its arms to my seed packets...
i want to skip and frolic, draw hopscotch and four square, rake and dig, and CLEAN!

A wonderful perk of this sweet little home we rent is the shed space. True i could use it for storage, fill it up with junk, garden tools, trust me, I could find enough stuff to fill it to the skylights (and in the winter i somehow do)  But instead even as i first laid eyes on this small crooked little structure in the very back of our yard, it was never a storage shed to me, i saw it as a clubhouse, and that's what it is... (though chicken palace has crossed my mind a couple times since then i must admit)

So, anyway, to put an end to my rant, i have once again cleaned and  spruced the space.  What a relief it is to get some of these toys and things out of Serge's tiny room, and crampy closet...
Out where they can be enjoyed by friends and neighbors and anyone else who happens to stop by:)
Dress-up, puppet theatre, music "jam" space, and with the newest addition being our old couch, now they can REALLY lounge...

(out sergei's bedroom window,my garden in the foreground , the garage  and the shed) 



27 April 2010

mama's hot bike date

first we hit up our trusty old neighborhood (super trashy and kinda smelly, divey-est of dive,and not in a "hip" way)bar for some whiskey and shuffle board. hmmm, i wonder who won....

pub bathroom art

 ...then it was on to our next fave colfax hot spot, mamas cafe.  
High time for some Pie time.

 i brought my old G9 of course, and even though she has seen better days, this ol' girl still managed to capture the feeling of a sweet night gettin' trashy on colfax with my dude... (p.s. we got home at *gasp* 11:30pm)

22 April 2010


Due to weather in the later portion of the day  (when afterschool programs finally let out)  we were not able to follow through with plans of neighborhood garbage clean up with the neighbor kids, but we rainchecked it.  We did get a bit of recycled crafting done...

11 April 2010

tweet 'n' chirp

Finally made use of some of our dyed wool.
I actually made eggs too, but tweet and chirp didn't want to move their rumps off em for a picture.
Got to keep em cozy if you want em to hatch, you know?

09 April 2010

moi. the scatterbrained spring party hostess...

Saturday 7:00 pm: 
house is clean, spring hunt mix is made,decorations are up, and i am at the grocery store picking up last minute party items, and of course: MORE EGGS.
More dyeing and stuffing still to be done, quiche yet to be made and those little chick cupcakes, i SOOO planned on having them done by now...

Here's the twist... my sister, nephew, the boyfriend,  3 large dogs and a kitty will be arriving in a van driven from Alabama at an undisclosed time tonight, or more likely the wee hrs of the morn... and party guests will be arriving at 10:30 am for our egg hunt/brunch/clothes swap...

 2:45 am: 
i am anxiously awaiting word from my family. i have finished dyeing 5 dozen eggs (couple dozen left to stuff) baked 3 quiche, 2 dozen cupcakes from scratch and a large bowl of buttercream frosting (not to mention burning the coconut "feathers" twice)  So much for the chicky cupcakes.
My sis calls, and theyl'll be arriving soon.:)
 I let go of any hope of a decent nights sleep.  I haven't seen Nara and Ellery in a year in a half, who needs sleep?

And so it was. 
I slept from 5:30 to 8 when John and Sergei promptly woke me as requested,

I threw on my feathery yellow party dress and some jeans and we took a holiday run to the liquor store to pick up some mimosa makings.  I must say, i am looking quite special at this hair is big. John says i look "unapproachable" even for Colfax

 Lucky to have such sweet and helpful friends who dont judge me (more embrace me) for my big hair and mismatchedness.  Everyone jumped right in and helped with the egg hiding, food layout, drink making....

The beds piled high with clothes and knicky knacks brought for/ by mamas and peeps to pick through, the dining table covered with potluck brunch... 

Serge cracks a cascarone on his head... and searches the innards.

(courtesy of tanya )

(courtesy of tanya)
Egg huntin in the clubhouse...

(courtesy of tanya)

(courtsey of tanya)

(courtesy of tanya)

                       (photo courtesy of tanya given)
It believe it was officially a shindig.