Monday, April 29, 2013

Friday, April 26, 2013

Of Peanuts & Crackerjacks

Amidst news of disasters and threats of {another} war, the peanut business is booming.
Well, at least this time of year.........on certain nights ..........on {or near} Camden Street.

There's something very American feeling about walking down to the game.
Not to mention.... we won.

(My talented music teacher friend's students were singing the National Anthems-- one for us and one for the north country)

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Hot Tub...filled with Cheese

Just a Tuesday night dinner...
** 3 Cheese/White Wine Fondue with Strawberries, Celery, Farm-Fresh Flat Iron Steak, Apples, Grilled Veggies and Purple Wheat and Fruit Bread.**

It was said, "This meal is better than having a hot tub.... filled with cheese"

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Spring in my Step

Why I'm loving this month.....
The sweet magnolias, which, now are trading in their blooms for green buds... 
Our early gardens, with the perennials saying hello and our potted seeds sprouting.
(*Kyle snapped all these photos in our backyard right before a sudden storm.)

Friday, April 19, 2013


Alley Way Across the Street.... 
Discovered an Unmarked Cemetery (with half dozen headstones) while wandering through some woods nearby....

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Orient Express

He: Feeling Chinese for dinner?

1/2 hourish later
Choices, choices....

(Kyle snapped these photos when we were strolling in Chinatown, Washington, D.C.  This Chinatown is small and fairly young neighborhood, comparably, but is rich and robust with sights and smells and delightful tastes.)

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Cotton Candy Monuments

Amidst the busy tourists' squabbling and dusty park benches are friendship trees covered in pink cotton candy.
 ( Right now, the blooms are starting to shift into their green summer coats and the pink blossoms are at the end of their peak time, but, with it being such a late season this year, we still found some.)
Sure we walked at least nine miles today, there were an obscene number of tourists out and proud, and we almost forgot which street the parking garage was on (She: I'm pretty sure it was 12th and 6th off of H.  He: I don't know. It was by a bakery. or deli....), but walking through the sea of pink was actually as beautiful and awe-inspiring as I've heard. 
(the top of the Rotunda @ the Capitol, the Washington Monument, or as I've heard it called,America's largest phallus, and Lincoln Memorial across the Tidal Basin)
(@ the Tidal Basin, a field behind the White House~ after the rugby players cleared out, and a residential street next to Capitol Hill)
One reason I love living here is I love being close enough to a whole other world (you know~~the world from Orwell's fantasies, where strangers are lurking on the rooftops, eyeing you suspiciously, chanting big brother is watching.)  
We thought about waiting in the line of  thousands to go through the White House Gardens, but decided to walk first.  Two hours later and we saw the same people waiting towards the end of the line.... we opted for strolling by the Cherry Blossoms instead and  I think that the Cotton Candy Monuments takes the cake!

(Did you know that "The plantings of cherry trees originated in 1912 as a gift of friendship to the People of the United States from the People of Japan. In Japan, the flowering cherry tree, or "Sakura," is an exalted flowering plant. The beauty of the cherry blossom is a potent symbol equated with the evanescence of human life and epitomizes the transformation of Japanese culture throughout the ages." source)

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Monday, April 8, 2013

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Of Bangs, Shakes, and Cheerleaders

It went something like this...
Her: "I've had the same hair do for about 8 years."
Him: "So,change it."
Her: "You need a haircut."
Him: "Do I? I'll go across the street to that Aveda."
Her: "Yeah?  I think I'll come too."
*That surreal moment when you look down at your hair, piled high on the floor, you look in the mirror and see this new face pre-brushing- in all its curly ginger glory- and you wonder, "What have I done?!"*

...Sometime later...
Him: "Want to go out for lunch and show off your new banged forehead."
Her: "Yes, I've always wanted to show off my forehead.  Now that I have bangs, this can be a reality."
Him: "Seriously, lets go eat"
...And then...
Her: "Let's go somewhere."
Him: "OK.  Turn right here"
Her: "Onto that highway?"
Him: "Yeah, lets see where it goes."
Her: "That's the Bay Bridge, you want to pull off and go somewhere there?"
Him: "Nah... lets keep going."
*That moment when you look over, see that gypsy twinkle, and step on it, oblivious as to where you're
 going or when you'll get there."
...Some hour plus later, after driving through several towns along the way... Welcome to Ocean City, minus the normal large crowd and beach bodies.
Him: "Mini golf must be like apple pie and baseball around here."
Her: "What's with all these cheerleaders walking around everywhere? Its like no one is here this weekend except for cheerleaders with bows in their hair."
Him, pointing to an older man, walking into a fish house: "There's a cheerleader now."
Her, pointing to a mother of three, tantrumming kids: "There's four now!  They're practicing for the competition."
Him, pointing to the dinosaur: "He doesn't look too happy."
Her: "He doesn't like cheerleaders."
*Total peace on the chilly beach and boardwalk, no fighting for a spot to sink your toes into the sand.*
...upon further exploring...
Him: "Want to go to a diner and show off your new banged forehead?"
Her: "Only if I can have a shake."

Tuesday, April 2, 2013