Sequence

I'm just minding my own business...

When suddenly...

Up pops the white whale...

I apologize. He's not really whale-sized any more.

He breaches the crest of the pillow...

Aaand he's over. Gone to the next lap. 

I can breathe. 

Juxtaposition of Opposites

Pressing the tofu with pot roast.

Foreshortening

A prime example of foreshortening is Mantegna's Lamentation of Christ.

Hunter clearly demonstrates that the foreground (his butt) is much larger than it appears in real life.

So wouldn't you expect these fingers to be larger, since they are in the foreground?

I forgot about this example..

An Awkward Typo

Handy messaged both me and Frank and made a rather awkward typo. 

No, Just No

My local grocery store sells many Scandinavian specialties. We just bought some lingonberries to serve with the next batch of Swedish meatballs 

But this. There is no way. It's an atrocity. 

Allergic to Life?

People complain about seasonal allergies and I tell them I must just be allergic to life in general because I am constantly either congested or dripping. It must be a family thing. I remember my mother and two aunts always having tissues stuffed up their sleeves and down their bras. I consider myself very lucky to wear pants with pockets!

This art piece made me laugh.

 

Photo from Student Spotlight: Tissue Box Explorations on The Dieline.

Gato Cubano

Cuban sandwich? With pork AND ham? I'm your man cat! 

Wait, what's wrong with this picture? I don't have opposable thumbs!

Ok, I'll accept this small portion. (He already had bits from someone else.)

Family Heirloom

My vintage egg slicer was languishing in the back of the utensil drawer. 

But then I boiled a dozen eggs and never got around to making the deviled eggs I had planned. So we've been having sliced egg garnish on many things. 

  

Useful again!

Melting

It was 90°+ one day last week. When you are large and fluffy you get a little hot and just melt when you get in the house. 

I ❤️ Frank

All my family was very nice (spell check gave me Mary vice there, which made me laugh). 

But Frank went above and beyond. 

Art. 

Cake. 

Humor. 

And a pretty. 

Thank you dear! 

Brunch

It's not quite breakfast, it's not quite lunch, but it comes with a slice of canteloupe at the end. You don't get completely what you would at breakfast, but you get a good meal.

Day Trip

Handy and I took a "personal day" and did something fun. 

He doesn't really like going on the weekend in the same direction he drives every day, 

but it is pretty spectacular drive and the end result was fun. 

He sees this car often. 

Not only is it antenna-laden, 

there are gauges and keyboards all over the dash. 

What type of mobile unit is this driver commanding?

It was a gorgeous day at the beach.

A grilled shrimp sandwich sounded great in theory,

but the shrimp kept falling out!

Visiting my alma mater, I was a little miffed.

There were no massages and dog therapy when I was there!

The exhibit of Michael Westmore's creations was small but very interesting.

We saw Data's brain!!!

Huntsman

The young huntsman was attempting camouflage in the garden, 

pretending to be another cat statue.

Advancing on his prey - me!

Turning into a dust bunny.

Disgusted

I'm really disgusted.

1) All but one of these onion rings.

And 2) I couldn't rant on my own Facebook page without everyone defending the purveyors.

So I am ranting here.

They were disgusting.

Comments closed.

Sent from the depths of disgust.

Darling Dog

The Handy Grandpa invited us to a catered dinner at his mobile home park. The Dog-in-Law was very eager to be included.

She was clearly anticipating table scraps. Unfortunately she was not invited! She did have some chicken in her food dish and I hope she got treaties afterwards. Who am I kidding? Of course she did.

Grandpa pulled a fast one on us. "She's famous," he said.  Like maybe on the cover of the park's newsletter, I wondered?

Nope.  He showed off his latest postage stamps. "There she is, top and bottom corners."

He got us.

Chillaxing Cats

Everyone was ready for a cat nap Saturday afternoon, except the felines were not in the usual places. 

Fifi stole Homer's living room bed. We are always so proud of her when she's brave enough to do that!

Homer stole my chair, unsurprisingly. He wishes to point out how full and lush his tail looks here. He suffers from a little tail envy.

Hunter just plopped on the first available space nearest the cat door. Good natured little buddy. 

There was a brief period of rest, then their game of musical cat beds resumed and they were found in completely different places. I did get my chair back for a while, Homer found Jeff's lap, and so on and so on. I didn't get a nap but I got a little reading done so that's always good!

Bon Temps Bathroom

We had a nice lunch out today at Bon Temps Creole Cafe in SLO. I wish I'd gotten a picture of my half muffuletta sandwich. It was tasty and almost the size of this Dutch crunch Italian I had at Mr. Pickles a couple weeks ago. Just pretend this is the right sandwich, thanks. The muffuletta was enhanced by the olive tapenade. 

I like to try new restaurants every time but I think we'll go back here. I want to try the Eggs Sardou, like Eggs Benedict but on artichoke hearts. Handy had a nice crawfish etouffe. We gave ourself a memory refresher on the differences between etoufee, gumbo, and jambalaya, all of which we sampled in New Orleans.

The restroom was truly memorable. My favorite color!

Hats

Today I saw a poo emoji hat. It seemed to go along with some of the news of the day. 

You're welcome. 

No Comfortable Place

This house, I call it my dream home but there is only one chair which has enough light for reading.  Many times Homer steals it.

Today has been especially difficult. I hurt yet another toe. The logical explanation is I have been stressing it, putting a lot of weight on it whilst sitting at desk or table.  The hypochondriacal explanation is gout. We shall see. 

Meanwhile there is the chair thief and lap stealer. 

It was really like this:

I eventually made it to my chair but didn't have the attention span to read more than a picture book.

Spring Flowers

Another project for the window.

Butterfly has a garden now.