Thursday, July 13, 2017

Popping UP

My home has popped up in another magazine.
The shoot was a while back so those
 of you who follow regularly know
that there are many changes since then.
The stylist made some obvious changes that day,
and of course I've purged scads since then.
Regular visitors will think oldgreymare in a COLOR issue?


Sept/Oct2017

That's the way of publishing, but either way
it's fun to see your home as it was that day,
and have a permanent record.

A thank you to Flea Market Decor
and to Kathryn Drury Wagner for the story.

To any who have come over for
 the first time from the article,
the easiest way to view my home is by
searching the words, decorating, design or organizing in
the search box upper left. 
You can also just search a room, as in living room, 
and the word holiday or Christmas 
will give you a snowfall of photos.
The word Gatherings takes you to some classes.
Or click on the links in the right sidebar
but even those are somewhat out of date.

I am keeping my personal journal/journey on here,
so you're just as likely to see
a garden as a pretty room,
a political rant as some pooch stories
or any gobbeldy gook that pops into my head.

Thank you for coming by and please let 
me know you were here so I can visit you back.

To my kids I'm mama and mom, 
to strangers I'm Suzan
to close friends I'm just 

Z




Tuesday, July 11, 2017

GRRRRRRR and Yin Yang

SO for the past couple of weeks,
I have been battling these guys.
I've tried organic, homemade, and
could "decimate the world products",
but I still have these critters.

Oh they might toy with me and disappear 
for a few days only to return in greater numbers.
Here, there and *^%@$*& everywhere.

I've been out of sorts, I know
it's probably just the heat, but still.

It's SO bloomin' hot,
Something like 25 straight days over 105.
Many of those days are in the 114-117 range.

I've lost a few of my new plantings $$$,
and I have jury duty coming up.
I don't mind the jury duty, but I don't like the 
difficulty in getting to the courthouse
 and parking issues, and walking downtown
on scorching days.
I haven't been downtown in over a decade.
On purpose.

Dearest son and friends were here
over the weekend for the UFC.
Because of a canceled fight,
they were upgraded to a private box.
Not my cup of tea, but pretty cool for them.




Funny, after his 17 years of living here,
Ben seems to have forgotten how
 miserable summers can be.
He complained about the heat constantly.
He's CA spoiled. I get it though.
Oh, do I get it!


I splurged on a spiralizer and 
made squash noodles
over the weekend.
Quite good actually.


So, yin and yang
Go with the flow
 dry and hot,
but monsoons are a comin'.

"oh I wish it would rain"
get out of this funk.

Anybody know where I


can get one of these?

Z



  

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Hard Work Rewards


The kiddo's apartment interior is adorable but I think my 
girl chose this place because of 
this outdoor space by her back kitchen door. 
No one else in the house walks or uses 
this area so they decided to take on the project 
and make an extended living area for themselves.
My girl had a vision, like her mama does.
The apple landed on her head not just close to the tree.



This is how it looked when I went down 
a couple weeks ago. They had moved in about a month prior.
My car was filled with vintage ladders, pots, rakes, 
soil, shovels and a blower. It was to be a working trip.
Those two dug and leveled and cleaned 
and worked their A's off. I washed walls, cleared ivy, planted
and reorganized all the cupboards inside.
I got permission first, I didn't just commando re-do.


I split the paver cost with them but the rest 
they did on a very modest budget.
My girl dragged the table home after
finding it on the street. The chairs Ben 
discovered for them at 13.00 each.
I provided an umbrella stand that I had extra 
from home, and Hannah just snagged the umbrella
on July 4th clearance.

They still have that small section to
 finish with turf in front of the fence. 
There are industrial edison bulb lights,
(extras from mom) and they plan to hang pots
 and more lights from the clothesline posts.
 (there are two, I cropped one out)


They sent me this yesterday as they 
completed the turf on the 
right side. Dirty knees and hands 
and so pleased with themselves.

Just out of site is an enormous tree,
providing all this pretty dappled light.
In early afternoon I would sit out there
and watch the many squirrels leaping through
the branches and pelting me with debris.

I loved it, but my son thought I was crazy to be so
happy to see squirrels. I grew up with squirrels
and found them frustrating as they ravaged my feeders in PA;
but after 30 plus years in the desert,
 I am enamored of their antics.
One last look.
Yay Tom and Hannah!




Thursday, June 22, 2017

Crotch Dew


So my pal Ronda sent me 
this and thought I should add it to 
my latest post.

Good idea as I was going to revisit
the topic being remiss in 
not mentioning 
Crotch Dew
in the earlier post.

Yeah, yeah,
we all go through it
and a lot of us feel we're the only
ones aging out faster than
blue cheese.

I love my age, I do.
The only reason I would wish to be young again
is to have more flexible joints. 
I'd like not to make noise when I sit down
or stand up, no pops, or grinds or groans.

My poor mom used 
to make "other" noises as she sat and arose
 and especially when she climbed stairs.
Thomas the Tank Engine was not a thing yet
or I'm sure the nickname "toot" would have happened.

Anyway crotch dew is just 
as unpleasant as boob sweat,
or swoob as I saw in an article yesterday.
I have switched to gowns to sleep in, 
spend the day in,
garden in,
Ok drive thru Wendy's last night in.
(I throw a shirt over top and it's a block away)

Crotch Dew is averted with  
soft sleeveless cotton gowns.
I got 4 this summer at Kohls.
50% off with addtl 30%

AHHHHHHH 

There is a reason that the ads for 
Poise and Always and such
are so much more prolific than before.
Baby Boomers are united in many, many ways.
Leaking, sweating and dewiness are just a few.

Laugh about it, talk about it.
We're all blue cheese.

Z





Tuesday, June 20, 2017

HOT HOT HOT BOOB SWEAT

DAMN
IT'S
HOT

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I have always envied woman with 
small breasts. I believe that they
look better in clothes ( so does the entire
modeling empire) they can jog without harnessing,
after breast feeding, many do not then 
resemble tube socks with a tennis ball in the bottom.
They don't have an "under" ledge to them per se.

Yeah, yeah men like boobs.
So what, I say.

Right now at 113 degrees, even with my air conditioner 
in competition with every other one in the city,
and waiting for the afternoon brown out 
surely to come...

I have sweat.
BOOB sweat
UNDER THEM
 that then runs down 
where gravity takes it 
wherever.

They predict 110 -116 at least,
they say at least
for the next 7 days.

I cannot afford a high summer power bill so I keep 
the thermostat set at 80, it still runs constantly,
and run fans directly in front of me,
or behind me, depending on the room,
and whether I am vertical or horizontal.
Even so my Energy snapshot shows I'm over 
$200 with 15 days yet to go.

If even one of you says 
"But it's a dry heat", 
I'll have to throw Howie in the car
and head your way to live with you for the summer.
AS long as you live somewhere cool, or at least
on the ocean.

Believe me, you did not want a 
photo on this post.
There are 599,000 google
responses to sweaty breasts. Go there.

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Thursday, June 15, 2017

CA Road Trip

Howie and I headed to CA on Saturday 
to see the kiddos and help with a few projects.
  It was a perfect couple of days 
filled with planting, yard work, great dinners and 
lots of talk and laughter.


Ben had been thinking of an herb garden for his porch,
so we found a good set up at Lowes and viola!
Hannah has a small dirt area out her back door
 perfect for a patio and garden, so we spent a day,
 clearing and cleaning off the ivy wall 
and Hannah pulled out about 10 lawn bags of debris.
Then Tom and Hannah went back to the store for pavers
and Tom began laying 54 of them perfectly level. 
Ben and I watched while Ben also cooked and 
I organized some cupboards. 


David and Howie were helping?
Hannah has promised pictures upon completion.
I also repotted and potted new plants for a lovely little corner.
Industrial lights will be strung and it will be a cozy retreat.


THEN there was THIS...
One of the most delicious meals ever.
PERFECT RIBS and TRI TIP and INCREDIBLE 
Roasted Potatoes.
Horrible photo, just trust me.
Prepared by our favorite cook Ben.
He uses a sous vide first for hours 
and then the magic of his 
seasonings and skill.
We made yummy noises throughout the dinner.
We raved so much that Ben said he now 
doubted our sincerity. 

These three are so incredible. 
I adore them and miss them.
My last night they took me to the cutest 
Irish bar up the street.
I have declared it my bar.
The vibe and fish and chips were perfect.
I can't wait to go back.

I am blessed and never take it for granted.
Z

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Granddog


Not sure how else to identify
this beautiful guy
David.
He is the beloved dog of Hannah and Tom.
They brought him up to meet me
this past weekend.
Ben was also here a couple days ahead of them
and we had some great long chats and as always
he looks around to see what he can help me with.
Such a wonderful son.



We were all a bit concerned if Howie 
could handle an intruder but he was a champion.
David hardly ever makes a sound but the one 
time he play growled to play, 
Howie leapt onto my lap then up 
over the shoulder and tried clinging to
the top of my head.
I have the nail punctures in my scalp to prove it.
He was searching for the highest point of escape
in the room. It was funny and sad at the same time.
They never played but slept pretty close
 together for 3 days without incident.

David is the mellowest dog I have ever met,
and of course he is adored by his folks.

I love having my family all home 
and it is sad to see them leave,
 but we try to get together often and
 Ben has new plan for me to make it easier.

The rest of the world is sad and horrifying and 
basically a cluster/you know what.
sigh

dog love
mama love for her kids
It's all I can focus on right now.

Oh I hear I'm in Flea Market Decor
coming out in July.
I'll let you know when if you wish to take a peek.

HIBERNATION TIME
the 100's are here.

Keep writing me folks.
I love it.

Z







Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Tomatoes and a Pooped Sunflower


Well that title should have gotten your attention


I am beaming with pride
Look what I made!
Tonight is caprese with my own
 home grown tomatoes, and basil.

So I'm out watering this morning and I see
a bit of green in one of the fountains and assuming it 
blew in there with all this horrible wind,
I bend over to pluck it out,
but it doesn't give?

So I pull a little harder and move a rock and the dang
thing has roots and is growing in there!
So a bird flew over the front gate after
 gorging at the feeder,
(I'm a good bird mama)
then it stopped in for a drink, AND 
pooped out a sunflower seed.

Ya just gotta be constantly amazed
and awed by nature.
Wherever you find it.

I was recently treated to lunch on 
two back to back days by two gal pals-
 what fun! Great food and lots of chat.

I do not go out often these days,
staying on budget if I can,
so it really was very special to me.
If I could retell the vast array
 of topics we covered you would not believe it.
Well maybe you would, as you probably have the 
same conversations with your lunch pals.

It's turned hot here finally.
Time for me to hibernate.

Z



Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Bee Bubble Butt


This photo is from Twisted Sifter's Shirk Report
unfortunately no credit was available.
I've told you before how much I love this site,
and I loved this photo.

I feel this bee and I are kindred spirits.
Covered in life's goodness, we have
food to eat, shelter in our hives, a community of 
other bees to support us.

but 
 we travel with an enormous bubble butt.

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Blessed Are My Days



From the time I was very small I knew I wanted to be a mother.
Life happened and I ended up having Benjamin and Hannah later than
I thought I would. I was 33 with Benjamin and 38 with Hannah.

Our family made many sacrifices in order for me 
to stay home full time with my children.

Each child had 5 years of all day alone with Mom time.
I cherish every single one of those days.

My son and daughter are happy, strong, kind, productive adults,
who have never given us a moment of trouble.
Oh I've worried some, but found
 they always make the right choices.

Every visit, every phone call or text ends 
with I love you Mama
I love you Mom

and then
from me

I love you more

Blessed are my days.






Wednesday, May 10, 2017

QUAIL


A fun visitor at the restaurant this morning.
That is what it has become, a bird diner.

I try to linger for awhile after
 I fill up the feeders and scatter seed
so they get used to me.
This guy got very close, no problem.


A robin came by after bathing in my backyard fountain
 and proceeded to fluff, primp and dry off. 
I got a video on my phone
but I'm having trouble getting it to transfer.
I'll put on IG when I figure it out.

Those who have followed awhile
 know I go crazy when I see a robin.
Robins scream home (PA) to me.
I want to believe this is the same guy or an offspring
that has visited me off and on over the years.
The longest living banded robin 
survived almost 14 years
so it is possible. 

Speaking of quail 
The insane dude is channeling QUAYLE

"We shouldn't have to be
burdened with all the technicalities
 that come up from time to time 
with shrewd, smart lawyers interpreting
 what the laws or what the constitution
 may or may not say."
Dan Quayle

Need a laugh among the madness? 

Friday, May 5, 2017

RESIST

Something that strips 
healthcare coverage from millions to
 fund tax breaks for millionaires takes lives,
and is no cause for celebration.

Blood on their hands.

RESIST

Thursday, May 4, 2017

Night Visitors




Two heads peeking out.


Every Night I am entertained
 by watching this group of geckos
hunt insects beneath my porch light.
I always hang a wooden sign or floral for them
to hide behind. This year I have counted four
at one time but there may be more under the foliage
or on the other side.

It is hard to get a shot through the blinds
- the slightest movement and they hide.

There is never a bug to be seen 
near the light. They are great hunters.
I know they retreat to a space inside my garage wall
which should bother me, 
but I never see them in the garage at all.
Once, years ago, a baby gecko was trapped 
right inside the garage door opening.
Fearing he would be crushed,
we tried scooting him outside 
with a small branch. He/she reared up on it's hind legs
and screamed. The kids and I freaked and 
no one has ever believed us that he made noise.
Tonight while trying to identify what type of gecko I have
( I couldn't) I did come across a quote
about a mediterranean house
gecko commonly found here, that said they do indeed 
squeal or bark when threatened.
I knew it!







Saturday, April 29, 2017

Save Me


Annie having small sale here tomorrow.
I still have to be around.
Save Me

Huge Community sale so we're joining in.
I'll be hiding out in garage corner.
Annie says she'll handle it all...

but the money. lol

I have some tree tools, pole pruners, chain saw etc
(no longer have trees)
a small dresser and some linens.
Should be easy peasy for me,
especially since I'll be hiding in the corner 
studio in the garage.

right over here


AND it's going to be cool YAY
any locals who did not get email - we open at 7:30

Have a wonderful day

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

I Have A Problem


I have a problem mom.
These guys are in my bed.
I can't stretch out.

"But you put them there turkey lurkey,
so don't give me the stink eye."

It seems that lately all I have talked about
is the garden and Howie,
but really that's all that's happening here.

I now have 4 varieties of tomatoes, zucchini, 
6 different peppers
and the herb list keeps growing.

Well, there is the reading.
I just finished 20 Ian Rankin "Rebus" novels.
That took me 2 weeks.
Now I'm reading 5 of his other books.
Then I'll be searching for another serial mystery writer.

Both the kiddos moved into new apartments
this week; from studios to one bedrooms.
Both apartments are darling
and I'm so happy for them, just wish
CA prices weren't so ridiculous.
Their rents for these wee spots are more than
what I would get if I rented my house!
Wish I could give them my house and move it there.

My greedy little birds have gone through a large
bag of birdseed in one week so I may have 
to do this every other week, due to cost.

As for the rest of the world..
I'm reminding you guys of the 
&%#$ it bucket

It's still there if you need to vent,
link above or upper right corner.
Your relatives, close buds won't know about it.
I have about 6 drafts on the orange menace
 topic that I never posted. Think I'll
take another look at em and drop one or two in the bucket.

Z

Friday, April 21, 2017

Reading Not Allowed


I just said yesterday that he was such a good boy.
Seriously?
The book is on my lap.
So is Howie.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Howie Playing I Spy


Howie being such a good boy even though
the babies are right there.
They've gotten so big, soon I won't be 
able to tell them apart from adults.


Finished up the flagstone;
didn't get too particular with it,
just so long as it keeps my feet dry.

Added a blue bird feeder under the chaste tree,
it is THE social place to be. 
Unfortunately some pigeons
found it this afternoon. grrrrrrr 

My buddy Carole asked me today if I 
was happy with the yard and I paused 
and thought, you know I am.
It has been one of the 
best decisions I've made,
after the enclosed porch.

Going out each morning for breakfast
 and reading out there just before dusk
without one thought of
"oh I need to clean up the debris,
oh the trees need trimming,
oh what a mess!"

Annie is coming by in a minute to 
check it out. First visitor since completion.