girl at large

where's summer? where's summer?

They tell me that summer here actually starts AFTER the 4th of July. Let's hope so, I've worn out my sweaters.

it's always the little things

Aside from the usual suspects ("Cooking for One", Netflix, a tv in the bedroom, an out of control 'Hobby Budget', the obligatory dog, a quick ability to divide dinner checks by 3, etc), my life as a Chronically Single Gal has reached a new low.

I use spray-on moisturizer. It helps to reach the middle Siberia that is the bit of back not reachable by most standard-issue arms.

The other evening, on the tv in the bedroom, I saw a commercial for a **New & Improved** spray bottle moisturizer---it works even, drumroll please, UPSIDE DOWN.

Now this, THIS, is a big deal.

sneek peeks

I can't reveal the full images of these completed projects because they are, each and every one, gifts. Now that I've put the hook down, I have to get myself to the post office!

flowers and floats

You should always buy yourself flowers. And a tip I learned from Mom: when they ask if it is a gift (in whatever language), always say 'Yes'. Never say no to better packaging.

Today is the Grand Floral Parade--I best go turn on the tv and see what it's all about. No way I'm dealing with the tourists, kiddies and traffic to go see the thing myself. Besides, it's cold out there!

I love my drawers!

I finally have a dresser! woo-hoo! Seems wrong somehow, like cheating, not to get it from my place of work---but with the hours I've been putting in lately, I just can't have the furniture I look at all day long in my house! Besides, I just love visiting those cute young guys at the vintage modern shop, who could resist?

Another bonus---this 66"long teak number fit *absolutely perfectly* in my weird bedroom space (hard to tell in this pic, but it's a perfect fit, barely half an inch to spare)--meant to be.

what's in a title?

This week is the annual Portland Rose Festival. How it's warm enough for any kind of festival is beyond me.

I'm told the festivities include the crowning of a "Queen of Rosaria" or some such thing. Wonder who would win in a fight--the Queen of Rosaria or the Queen of Walleye Weekend? Throw a Dairy Princess in there and you'd really have something to watch.

what? me? go out?

I don't have time to date, even if I wanted to! I have 135 movies in my Netflix queue!

summer my *ss

So the warm weather didn't last very long....white capri pants only got one wearing....are you sure it's June?!??!