The Time of Your Life

"I dream of home. Christ, I always dream of home. I've no home. I've no place. But I always dream of all of us together again. We had a farm in Ohio. There was nothing good about it. It was always sad. There was always trouble. But I always dream about it as if I could go back and Papa would be there and Mamma and Louie and my little brother Stephen and my sister Mary. I 'm Polish. Duval! My name isn't Duval, it's Koranovsky. Katerina Koranovsky. We lost everything. The house, the farm, the trees, the horses, the cows, the chickens. Papa died. He was old. He was thirteen years older then Mamma. We moved to Chicago. We tried to work. We tried to stay together. Louie got in trouble. The fellows he was with killed him for something. I don't know what. Stephen ran away from home. Seventeen years old. I don't know where he is. Then Mamma died (Pause) What's the dream? I dream of home."

That'll Teach ya!

For months, I have been stockpiling a Japanese spice mixture that comes with a particular dish that I order for lunch occasionally. It is super spicy (and delicious) so only a small amount is needed. I had finally gotten a quantity I was happy with, and meant to bring it home last night. I forgot. This morning it was in a coworker's office, half eaten by what I can only imagine is one very unhappy mouse today!

Completely Raw

The last few weeks have been like traveling back in time.  Or having a long lost friend finally come back home.  But it's been great, and as happy as I had grown to be, this added element has amped up the wattage.
Today I go raw.  Raw food raw.  Let's see how it goes!

Ageing gracefully

Just now came to the realization that the time has come in this girl's life, for night creme....

Unspoken

What makes me smile

Back in 2009 the boy traveled faraway to a fun festie that will remain in infamy...and will always make my whole body smile.  Love John Butler Trio!

Jewel Tones

https://soundcloud.com/mariotx/foolish-games

So goood!  In high school, I was jokingly referred to as "The Girl Who Almost Died for a Jewel Song".  This Jewel song to be exact.  Driving up the Taconic in my maroon 1988 Chevy Celebrity Station Wagon, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, having just gotten my license.  Auto shuffling through the radio stations, I lost control of the car attempting to get back to the station that this song flashed on.  Thankfully, no damage was had, and I learned a valuable lesson about priorities!  (Also, to just keep the damn cassette in the car, then you can hear it whenever you want!)

Tiny Furniture

Last night was devoted to all things Lena Dunham.  I watched the second half of the season 1 of Girls, and then proceeded to check out her first feature film, Tiny Furniture.  The plight of the early 20 something proceeded to then invade my dreams.  Woke up inspired to write and paint and cook and fall in love.