A Booty Gal and Lots of Small Talk

Well, I am feeling much better, thank you!  I have officially started off my new year by sleeping more than I did the entire month of December, but I think that's a good move.  

So, since I know you're just terribly curious (or just glad for a new blog to read while you sit under the florescents - you know who you are!), here are some shorts on what my life has looked like the past two weeks.

I've been stomping all over town in new boots these days, cruising the sidewalks in my flirty Fryes and galoshing through puddles in my big, black Wellingtons.  But my favorite has been trekking up to Vivacé through the weather to sip ginger-infused-spiced-cider-with-black-tea-oh-sweet-jesus-it's-good while absolutely DEVOURING...

... Annie Dillard's "Pilgrim at Tinker Creek."  I'm trying to take it slow, I promise, but it's just so amazing that I end up nodding my head and making little noises and reading so fast that my fingers start twitching just to flip the page.  I know there is a lot of talk out there about this book, and a lot of fans, and let me tell you, it's for good reason.  If you believe in the validity, the beauty, the grit and the power of the natural world outside your home, then you seriously need to pick this up!

In other domestic news, I managed to not do a stitch of laundry for roughly three weeks and still survived.  I think this means I have too many undies.  No one should be able to go that long and still put on a clean pair every day.  I think somewhere in there is a New Year's Resolution, but in typical procrastinator fashion, I'm planning on ignoring it.  Kind of like how Thai ignored BC and I, and instead burrowed deep into 5 loads of fresh 'n hot laundry for a quick kitty snooze.

I've really been working up a storm in the studio, with new pillows fluttering into ye 'ol shop and new tiny paintings (only. 8. inches. square. Eek!) that I just adore.  BUT, more on that laters as there are some little details involved that are too top secret to show just yet.  OH I love secrets and I'm sooooooo bad about not telling...

Ok my friendlies, more substance will be coming soon but for right now I feel as flippy and light as the little chunk of my hair that always plays Farrah Fawcett.  Sit up tall, deep breaths, a smile on your lips and embrace the day!

- Umber