Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Commemorative Plates

Ego-ridden couples abound are always coming up new and not-so-creative ways to publicly announce how blissfully happy and so in love they are. Some couples get matching tattoos. Some wear identical sweat suits. Some even wear vials of each others blood around their necks.

And then there are those couples who are out to nauseate the all of cyberspace. They share a sicky-sweet e-mail address like RickyNLucy @ TrueLoveAlways.com. Everybody knows at least a few such people.

Well, Quinton and I came up with our own corny little love display for the entire world to see. Well, two, actually. And exposure will pretty much be limited to the greater Phoenix area, northern Arizona, and perhaps parts of southern California. We got coordinating license plates for our cars.

I choose to think of this as our belated Valentine’s Day gifts to each other since Q was under too much sedation to celebrate properly back in February.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Ms. Val's Bargain of the Week

Awhile back, I found this rainbow chiffon blouse on Anthropologie's website. I loved it immediately, but at $248, I figured I'd never have one. After all, I'm a bargain hunter first, fashionista second.

Then yesterday, on a trip to Scottsdale Fashion Square, I saw the shirt again. This time, it was crammed into a sale rack among an obvious overrun of ribbed knit tank tops. They had 4 of the shirts left: two in size 2 and two in...my size. But the best part was the price. Somewhere along the way, it had gone down from $248 to $179.95 to $89.95 to $39.95--almost 84%off. SOLD to the redhead lugging around Macy's bag full of Heather Fiesta!

Runner up: Target had a 75% off sale on a bunch of pool and patio accessories. I picked up a kickboard and a large, daisy-shaped pool float for $2.50 each.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Quinton Update: Because it's Long Overdue

It’s been more than a month since Quinton’s been out of the hospital, and he hasn’t been back since. He has gone in twice for a doctor’s appointment and drain removal, but both times, we were in and out in less than two hours. In the meantime, Q continues to make slow, steady improvements.

A few highlights:

Quinton returned to work after Memorial Day. He worked from home that first week. That afforded him the opportunity to lie down whenever he got tired. These rest times tended to coincide with the starts “The Price Is Right” and “Family Feud”. Ah, but he did check his e-mail during the commercials.

Last week, Q started going into the office. He did fine, but around lunchtime, he’d get tired and come home. Luckily, his co-workers are very understanding of the situation.

Q’s Cushing’s symptoms are starting to fade. He’d had some hair on his back, but that seems to be gone. The hair on his chest and belly is much sparser as well.

All of his dermatological issues (body acne, yellow spots on his trunk, blotchiness, and sores) are gone and/or healed.

His last trip to the eye doctor revealed that his glaucoma—which was quite severe last fall—has cleared up.

Q still gets tired easily. After working all day, he’s comes home and sacks out on the couch. Also, he’s starting to sleep through some nights without needing to take Ambien.

He no longer bruises easily. His blood pressure has gotten low enough to where his doctor had lowered the dosages on some of his meds.

His appetite is very much back to normal. In fact, he has to remind himself to stop eating when he’s no longer hungry. He lost a lot of weight in the hospital, and he doesn’t want to gain any of it back.

His testosterone level appears to be back to normal. You’re just going to have to trust me on that one.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Holy Carafe!

It took a long time. I was outbid on MANY eBay auctions. I dropped the ball on a few good priced "buy-it-nows". But, thanks to a "second-chance offer" on eBay, I finally have a Fiesta Sapphire Carafe of my very own.

I had been hinting to Quinton that I wanted a Sapphire Carafe. I would leave my Fiesta book open to a page with the carafe pictured. But even Q would admit that he doesn't know sapphire from cobalt from periwinkle. It's all blue to him, and he didn't want to disappoint me by getting me the wrong color carafe. So he suggested that I find a sapphire one and buy it for myself.

The carafe is my favorite Fiesta shape. I own two others in Cinnabar and Persimmon, but the Sapphire one is my favorite.

Here's the carafe on display in the dining room. It sits nestled among the chartreuse Millennium III vase, persimmon sauce boat, lilac disk pitcher, a Royalty Vase in Rose, and a vintage yellow sugar bowl from my good friend, Wendy. This picture is screaming for a piece of Juniper.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Happy Father's Day, Quinton

Quinton's enjoying his first full holiday at home. We spent the day out by the pool listening to Bob Marley and eating junk food. Here's Big Daddy in his natural habitat...

Yes, I really am that white. I don't even show up on film! When he saw this picture, Q referred to me as "Ghost Mom".

The boys are catching some air.

Jango prefers to stay in the comfort of the air conditioned house.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

My Little Sugars

I bought these Amberstone and Casualstone sugar bowls on eBay awhile back. These are among Luke’s favorite pieces. He even gave them their own Fiesta color names. The Casualstone bowl has become Dandelion. And he refers to the Amberstone bowl as Moldy Coconut.

I don’t know where that boy gets this stuff. Granted, Dandelion is quite fitting. And I can understand Coconut, but…moldy? I asked him if even knows what a moldy coconut looks like. Because I sure don’t! He told me that was just the first thing that came to him the first time he saw Amberstone in one of my books.

I shudder to think of what he would have to say about Turf Green….

Friday, June 16, 2006

Desperate Housewives meets Melrose Place

Since the two shows are alike in so many ways....

Friday, June 09, 2006

A Birthday Shocker...

I would like to give birthday shout-out to Christopher, a very good friend of mine and fellow Fiesta collector. Christopher, you and I are now officially the very same age. Until yesterday, I was older than you--a fact I know you'll never let me live down. So Christopher, in your honor, I will write this blog entry in your favorite color.

Anyway, on his blog, Christopher posted that he has the same birthday as Michael J. Fox (also, Johnny Depp, Natalie Portman, and a bunch of other people I don't know). This got me to wondering. Which celebrities/sports figures/politicians/famous people share my birthday?

So I did a little Internet research. It didn't take much, trust me. According to www.brainyhistory.com, March 10 is the birthday as Sharon Stone, Chuck Norris, Edie Brickell, and Mitch Gaylord, and a few other semi-knowns. Ok, no big deal. Well, further searching revealed that I also share a birthday with Mark David Chapman, James Earl Ray, and Osama Bin Laden. Shocking? No, not really. For those of you who know me really well, this definately explains a few things...

Since I was having so much fun wasting time at www.famousbirthays.com, I decided to see who shares a birthday with Quinton. One the celebs born on October 13 is Paul Simon...who is married to Edie Brickell...who has the same birthday as...ME!!!! I guess Libras and Pisceans really do go together!!!!!

Thursday, June 08, 2006

How Men & Women Shower Differently

I got this in an e-mail awhile back, and thought it was worth sharing. Also, since I haven't updated this blog in awhile, I felt that some filler was in order.

How to Shower Like a Woman...........

Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks.

Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.

Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups/leg-lifts, etc.

Get in the shower. Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.

Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins.

Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean. Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced.

Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.

Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash.

Rinse conditioner off hair.

Shave armpits and legs.

Turn off shower.

Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower.

Spray mold spots with Tilex.

Get out of shower.

Dry with towel the size of a small country.

Wipe up any water that got on the floor.

Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.

Check entire body for zits, tweeze hairs.

Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.

How to Shower Like a Man............

Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.

Walk naked to the bathroom. If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the 'woo-woo' sound.

Look at your manly physique in the mirror. Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your behind.

Get in the shower.

Wash your face.

Wash your armpits.

Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.

Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.

Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.

Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap.

Wash your hair.

Make a Shampoo Mohawk.


Rinse off and get out of shower.

Partially dry off.

Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub the whole time.

Admire wiener size in mirror again.

Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on.

Return to bedroom with towel around waist.

If you pass wife, pull off towel, shake wiener at her and make the 'woo-woo' sound again.

Throw wet towel on bed.

from Gene Simmons' Sex Money Kiss

Friday, June 02, 2006

I Give Up! Laziness is Contagious.

The boys have been out of school for a week. They are enjoying mornings of sleeping until 8:00. When they wake up, they sit in their jammies and watch cartoons until sometime after 10. At that time they usually saunter down the stairs--still in PJs--and make their own breakfasts. They have to. The cook--me--clocks out at 7:30.

Quinton, of course is still recovering from Cushing's syndrome and the surgeries associated with that. So, for the time being, I will go easy on him. For him, laziness is not his fault. Although the fact that it's baseball season isn't helping matters.

But laziness is contagious. Being the only person in this house who is willing and/or able to wash a dish has become a pain in the @$$! It's a thankless, neverending job...the fruits of which only I seem to care about. So I have decided: If I can't beat' em, I will join 'em. After all, why should the boys have all the fun? I want to sloth off and lay around like a big ol' slug too!!!!!!

This should be interesting. I'm anxious to see what happens when there's no clean surface to eat on.

Or when all the clean dishes--and counter space--completely run out...

Then, somebody will misplace his shoes somewhere in or around the living room. It's inevitable. I happens on a daily basis.

The laundry will also go undone this week. That's probably just as well because the aforementioned laziness prevented the younger half of us from changing clothes this week.

Anyway, I'm anxious to enjoy my weekend off. Of course, I'm sure it will be punctuated by the whiney fit I shall receive when there are no clean towels out by the pool. To this I will shrug my shoulders and respond: "Oh, well...."