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Skinny little tie…
This isn’t the first time I’ve been caught talking ties. I did it here: The Dimple, It’s a Tiebreaker… For reasons I cannot explain, it turned out to be one of my most popular posts.
After being glued to the TV watching Don Draper and his band of Mad Men, and seeing NINE, I’m all about the skinny tie of the sixties. Oh, yes, I am.
Pointy end, square end, just bring me the skinny little tie. You can view a gazillion of them here.
Today, I’m combining my lust for the skinny tie with @LdyDisney’s Friday Happy Dance of Joy! I loved this song from NINE so much that I put it on my iPod, and made it the ringtone on my cell phone.
Kate Hudson singing and dancing Cinema Italiano is a delight. This is pure entertainment — Hudson and all those guys sporting skinny ties, skinny suits, and pointy shoes. Enjoy!
TGIF, baby!
Elen
Premature Spring…
Behold. And its name shall be called Hyacinth…
Premature Spring - January 28, 2010
A work colleague gave this Hyacinth to Mr. G, honey for his birthday. It’s never been on my list of things to give the man, because I have environmental sensitivities to Hyacinthus orientalis — aka allergies — and have never had them in my spring garden, much less the dining room. Well, they’re in the dining room now. And I am not.
Okay. I admit it. I’ve dashed into the dining room everyday to snap pictures of this bulb-in-a-pot for the blog. The sacrifices I make for you. See Elen laughing.
Premature Spring - January 30, 2010
It’s getting a bit of color now. And scent. It’s getting scent. Quick. Click. Run.
Premature Spring - January 31, 2010
Not only is it getting more color, more scent, but the color of my dining room wall is changing. How did that happen?
Premature Spring - February 1, 2010
We’ve hit February, and this baby is sporting some major florets. My eyes are watering and my nose is plugging while I take this pic, but I’m doing it for you. Greater love hath no blogger.
Premature Spring - February 3, 2004
Whoa!
My work here is done, and I can never walk in the dining room again. I’ll be trapped in my office over the garage. That might be a good thing. I’ll be eating in the upstairs den until the ground thaws. This is Canadaland. It could be awhile.
Thank you work colleague of Mr. G, honey. I’m tearing-up over its gorgeousness. Really.
Hyacinthus orientalis is so showy and beautiful, I’d have it all over the garden… if I didn’t have environmental sensitivities.
Premature spring, baby!
Elen
I’ve got my buzz on…
No, not that kind of buzz.
I’ve been uploading and editing images from the-camera-I-have-yet-learned-to-work and found these shots.
During the holidays — there’s a dim memory — Mr. G, honey comes home bearing gifts. Gifts he’s been given. Gifts he’s found under the office tree. Gifts he’s purchased. Gifts.
He came home with this –
No, he isn’t in pest control, but I could definitely see the advantages. A useful skill. I don’t have it.
It was filled with yummy things, which I think I might have eaten. Yes, I’m sure it was me. But I saved the ribbon for Mr. G, honey. That’s just the kind of gal I am.
If I hold it in my right hand, I see this –
There’s probably some way to get the glare off this image, but I haven’t learned it yet. I am unskilled in the ways of picture-snapping and should probably spend more time at The Pioneer Woman. I do spend time there — a lot — but it’s usually in the Cooking section, or the Confessions section. I can’t help myself. Ree makes me laugh. Ree makes me hungry. Ree makes me wish I had an iron skillet.
If I hold it in my left hand, I see this –
I know why those buzzy little, fat-cheeked bees are laughing. They’ve had their espresso shots for the day. I could look like that if I had my espresso shot.
Mr. G, honey — I’ve got your mug, and I’m drinking out of it.
That’s how I roll.
Elen
Just kiss me…
Who would have thought that something expressed in so few characters would broaden my world, but it has. Yes. I’m talking about Twitter. Twitter is a world of discovery, baby!
And one of the many things I’ve discovered is the land of @gapingvoid — aka Hugh MacLeod — cartoonist, author, CEO. He speaks to me. I don’t question why. He just does. End of story.
It’s the talented cartoonist I’m focusing on here. This, from his Love series, came in my inbox today –
Copyright © Hugh MacLeod
I’m thinking, Hell, yeah! Just kiss me. My kind of Valentine.
Are you listening, Mr. G, honey?
Mr. G?
Honey?
He should really wander over here more often and find out what I’m saying about him.
I’ve received seven of these original lovelies giving a nod to Valentine’s Day, the commentary with each and every one — priceless. I know. I know. @gapingvoid would not use the term lovelies, but we’re in the land of Elen now.
This one spoke to the romance writer in me –
Copyright © Hugh MacLeod
When Valentine’s Day has passed, @gapingvoid will be returning to his usual edgy self. I’m looking forward to that, too.
Check out his site here. Or Hugh’s Daily Cartoon here. Go. See.
And MacLeod — You can draw cartoons on the back of business cards, on napkins, I don’t care. Just keep drawing them!
Yep. World of discovery. Srsly.
Elen
Images courtesy of http://gapingvoid.com