I am thinking about this weekend, it is GLORIOUS out. I have some work to finish up, meeting a couple folks at the small dog park this afternoon and testing out the vintage floral sundress that had the split boob seam that I sewed up — hopefully it will hold, the fabric defines threadbare. I figure the park isn’t too far from the house to expose myself for too long riding back if need be, and I’ll bring along a cardigan just in case.
I am hoping tomorrow involves some more road tripping, Chad has been frazzled all week so I don’t know if that will happen. There are plenty of lovely outdoor spots around here so it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world if we didn’t make it all the way over to the ocean. Though I’d really like to. I cannot get enough of the Pacific.
What are you doing this weekend?
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Two more for the end of unofficial flower week. Post yours, leave a link in the comments, and pass it on.
Does the juxtaposition of red and purple always make anyone else think of Flowers in the Attic? Or is that just me?
Bonus photo of my daughter’s cat, Casey. He is a giant beast and if you come over, you have to pet him the whole time you are here because any break you can give me from his constant, pathetic meowing for attention is desperately needed. Thankfully the sun finally came out, because warm pavement is about the only thing besides direct contact that that shuts him up.
How was your weekend?
My last week has been:
Coffee & craft with J. at the café, then Chad and I came back that evening for Tuesday Night Music Club — The Harkenbacks, who do old-timey americana, were there for the first time since last year. They’re one of my favorite bands around — the singer has such a true voice, just so beautiful and warm. You can check them out here.
If you are around this coming Tuesday evening, you should totally swing by Julie’s for Four Shillings Short. We caught them a couple months ago and I can’t even begin to describe them except to say they are a.ma.zing. Seriously. Come hang out.
Roman Holiday at the Alameda Theatre on Wednesday — they do a weekly classic movie on Wednesday-Thursday and we go pretty regularly. I’d never seen this one. WOW. I never really got Audrey Hepburn before — I mean, she’s pretty great, I just don’t feel the unadulterated adoration some folks seem to — but she is a straight-up pixie in this, as charming as Amélie. If you haven’t seen it, you really should. Gregory Peck’s a total hottie, too.
Craft night at Julie’s, then my sister arrived on her bike and we went to Juanita’s.
I don’t remember what-all except Chad DJed and I stayed home and made jewelry [I try to go out and support him but LORD it can get boring hanging out for 7 hours while your boyfriend is up on top of a pool table totally concentrating on his music]. I caught up on some TV — the best part of the Jim and Pam baby episode was Jim diapering the cat. That made me giggle something fierce. PARKOUR!
Chad and I went to the Farmer’s market, got some challah and I picked up the movie passes I won from a recent market raffle. Then we sat on the sidewalk at the café, where I had a lovely americano and my first almond croissant in decades. Seriously. I worked cafés a long time ago and got completely disgusted with croissants in general, almonds in particular. I don’t know what moved me to try one again yesterday but I am glad I did because it was delicious. Sitting on the sidewalk in the sun talking about who-all-knows-what with my handsome boyfriend picking at a croissant felt very cosmopolitan. Oh la la!
Last night was the big Alameda Idol final competition. Chad sang “Night and Day”, which I have been thinking was just — not big enough for a contest. Not enough bang at the end. But he got up there and blew the roof off the sucker. It was gorgeous and he was just dreamy singing it, he wandered around working the crowd, came over and kissed me, then gladhanded the old ladies in the corner, their eyes lit up like schoolgirls’. He got best male, and my friend Jen, who has the pipes of a barge [e.g. they are HUGE], got best female and best overall for her rendition of Björk’s “Oh So Quiet” and girlfriend CRIED. It was really sweet.
Gary and Tim and I stopped by Wescafé and I had another almond croissant. We went to the Alameda Antiques Fair and saw all kinds of things.The main reason I wanted to go was the guy with the insanely huge space and all the super-organized boxes of everything you can imagine — I wanted to get more of the watch faces he has that I used on this necklace for other projects.
But he was not there. I did, however, score a box of vintage necklaces, some with those bumpy old beads [they look sugared, I don’t know what they’re called] I’ve been looking for. What’s funny is I thought it was a box of broken pieces but when I got home and cracked the box open, it turned out to be full necklaces, working clasps and all. I’m still probably going to take most of them apart but there are a couple I’ll probably keep for myself. I’m wearing one now.
I also got a glass palette that I can use in class.
And I am slightly sunburnt and very sleepy.
Get up on time and go work out! I mean it, Gwen!
Soundtrack: Friday’s motel de moka post
Shockingly, I have already put up my photos from yesterday’s Handcar Regatta. You should view them all because there is some excellent fashion and art in there and you will regret not having attended yourself.
I am still working on the photos from New Orleans six months ago.
Also, someone should buy me this because I enjoy having it but would never, ever spend money on it.