well, it has been a wee while, so i figured the best way to catch this space up with what i've been up to to is through pictures from the past few weeks...
we've been going out to breakfast every saturday to chat about how much we love omelets, our week's goals and what we're going to eat for lunch. plus, the food motivates us to detach our faces from our pillows early on rainy weekends.
we saw this actual "advertising" display in the window of a photography studio in the mall....um.
i became afflicted with what was affectionately referred to in the SarcomiHaus as The Neverending Plague (for 2 1/2 weeks), and the only things that could console me were medicine and noodle soup.
i helped my friend Stacy with a fabulously-styled shoot, during which once of her pups, Lola, stole a bit of the attention.
my new Finn frames arrived from Warby Parker! (p.s. FANTASTIC customer service, and just $95/pair.)
Spring sprung up all over the place...
the furry-faced inhabitants of the house have lounged & loafed to their hearts' contents (the cat says 'duuuuude you know it'.)
we've been to a few shows. here is Bobby Long, signing my record...
...and this was the result. (we racked our brains: "am the Bed"? ..."on the Ben"? and then i eventually figured it out: "all the best" - in slightly intoxicated performer penmanship perhaps.)
we had a chance to see Ra Ra Riot, too. Mr. S. snapped my friend Suzanne & me with 1/2 the band. (they were nice - and young. yeesh. everyone is so young.) p.s. FANTASTIC live show.
...and i got all but one autograph on the vinyl. courtesy of a temporarily stolen Sharpies.
perhaps the most...interesting show: Das Racist. fun. but...interesting.
i've started to get my office put together the way i want it since we switched, me moving back into the loft. (people always ask so i'll tell you - the bookcases were from IKEA years ago.)
OMG I FINALLY GOT A DAMNED MILK FROTHER. and i love it. i love it and i want to kiss it.
two of the three original wee shrimp are still alive in this little sphere thing i got for Mr. S. a couple of christmases ago from Sharper Image. hmm...can you find them?
my sister came and we took her to a hibachi place we have become in love with. and we ate so much it hurt.
Mr. S. made a kick-ass meal from that new Rocco DiSpirito book. um. YES.
i bought 2 replacement cacti for some sad-looking ones on the window sill (say hello to Baby Red & Mr. Crab Hands)...and an aloe plant.
:: so there's a little bit of what's been going on here lately. and of course, since putting this together there's even more to report. but that's for the next post. ::
