I Found You

So glad I found the Alabama Shakes tonight. Followed by one of my all time favorites. Watching a 45 spin...is just funny. Great day at work. I'm feeling good.



"That's you mommy. You have lines."

 "It's a dog. See his floppy ears and tongue mommy."


Wrapping The Week

The three of us went to the parade downtown early this morning. Audrey loved the marching bands and the Rudolph balloon. We also put up the Christmas tree, which was a total whirlwind. I was trying to cook dinner at the same time. She took everything out of every box – a total mess. But whatever. She's so excited. Tomorrow we head to my parent's for Thanksgiving proper, along with Christmas cookie baking. Let the games begin! Here are some finds from the week. 

St. Louis home tours on Apartment Therapy. Way cool!

Knitted and fun.

Brilliant nightlights.

My girl won't get lost in this dress

I can't get over these boots but I would settle for these.

I'm thinking about these calendar kits.

Audrey might be too young for this, but I love the idea.

Fill me with zinnias on a warm summer day.

I'm outta here for a fat and happy few days. Love to all.


Thanksgiving Prayer

I'm thankful for:

a family of my very own – the opportunity to be a mom and wife and share my life with two stellar people;

a family that is loving, supportive and fun – parents, brothers, nephews, aunts, uncles, cousins, and in-laws;

friends who are compassionate, aware, creative, and giving – inspirational people and dependable cheerleaders;

security – a warm home, a flexible job, excellent health insurance, dependable transportation, healthy bodies;

being able to stay home with Audrey two days a week.

I pray for:

everyone to have this kind of love and happiness in their lives.

Help me:

Be more present.
Live more simply.
Use my talents more wisely.
Do more meaningful work.
Make a difference.



Ode to Common Things

This Pablo Neruda book of poems was my first gift to Lindsey. It is a perfect little read for Thanksgiving travel. Although we aren't going far, I may bring it along. Also, am loving the plates in Zuppa Atelier's Etsy shop. Colorful and sweet.

Ode to the plate

most vital disk,
planet and planetarium:
at noon, when
the sun, itself a plate of fire,
of day,
your stars
appear, plate,
the tables of the world,
in abundance,
and the world
fills with food, and the universe
fils with fragrance,
until work
the workers,
and once again
the dining car is empty,
while the plates return
to the depths of the kitchen.

Smooth, perfect vessel,
you were spawned by a sponge on a stone.
Then the human hand
that perfect hollow
and the potter copied its freshness
so that
time with its thread
could insert it
between every man and his life"
one plate, two plates, three…
ceramic hope,
sacred bowl,
moonlight precise within its halo,
rounded beauty of a diadem.


Wrapping The Week

Gearing up for Thanksgiving and determining what pie to make. We usually stick with the traditional at Thanksgiving – pumpkin and pecan. Tomorrow we are taking Audrey to see a production of Jack and the Beanstalk at a local children's theater. Sunday, a book signing. Nothing too taxing. I'm looking forward to the slow weekend after being sickly for nearly two weeks now.

So fantastic I'm flipping out.

Positively oozing with cuteness.

Oreo cookie cameos.

I will always and forever love overalls.

Love this greenhouse lamp.

Boots. I need some new brown boots.

But these velvet lined slippers would do.

Hope you have your own little love parade this weekend.


Right As Rain

I have a lingering cold. We've all been sick. I can't seem to get inspired about anything. I did manage to clean out the pantry today when I brought home groceries. Yes, this is what I have to brag about today. A tidy pantry. A tidy pantry with three bags of flour, two bags of sugar, and three jugs of apple juice. You'd think I was preparing for the end of days with as much food as I have on hand. Yet I seem to be at a loss most nights on what to make for dinner. I can't seem to think straight or remember much. I owe about half a dozen people phone calls and am so far behind on some personal homework that it is just embarrassing.

But, I'm going to give myself a break. (Maybe my body got sick because I needed to rest.)

I am going to tell myself that something (good) is happening. I am going to believe that cells are recharging for some great new thing on the horizon. I am going to quietly and persistently move forward with faith that some day soon, I will get my game back. Someday I will feel right as rain again.

The Rain
By Robert Creeley
All night the sound had
come back again,
and again falls
this quiet, persistent rain.

What am I to myself
that must be remembered,
insisted upon
so often? Is it

that never the ease,
even the hardness,
of rain falling
will have for me

something other than this,
something not so insistent—
am I to be locked in this
final uneasiness.

Love, if you love me,
lie next to me.
Be for me, like rain,
the getting out

of the tiredness, the fatuousness, the semi-
lust of intentional indifference.
Be wet
with a decent happiness.


Wrapping The Week


I got a hair cut yesterday AND I'm am getting an eye exam today–maintenance items I've neglected for a year. Yes, a year. I donated a piece for Poetry Scores annual art auction and tonight is the opening. That should be fun. I also attended the first meeting of the Education Advisory Committee at Laumeier Sculpture Park. I'm elated about being invited to participate on the committee and hope to volunteer some of my mad organizing skills. It was an interesting group. Very excited.

Here are some goodies from the week. 

Tiny book earrings are so cool.

Gorgeous mid-century modern.

The always wise Anne reminds me how to find time.

I would have loved this as a kid.

The whole downstairs got a coat of celery root paint this week. Every time I say celery root, I'm reminded of this delicious celery root and potato puree I had once with scallops.

This is one hot movie, if you are in the mood this weekend.

Off to meditate, zone out, relax. Sweet dreamy weekend to you.


Beach Dreams

Last year at this time, we were preparing for a long vacation to North Carolina and the beach. I know Audrey would love to see her cousins Charlotte and Claire (above) again soon. And I certainly wouldn't argue with a vacation. In the interim, I think this photo would make a great painting.


Kin: Couples

I haven't posted any photos from my "kin folk" files in a while. All of these couples are from a CD given to my dad by one of his cousins who has been researching the genealogy on the Phillips side of the family for several years. I'm crazy about vintage photos and have been a minor collector over twenty years. I'm so grateful to have these digital versions of family—even if the only person I know is my Great Aunt Georgie in the second photo.


Weekend Bits & Pieces

Kick Ass Awards were incredible.The rest of weekend involved much cleaning of the house, including moving much of the collection downstairs, so Donna can start painting this morning. She arrived on time in the pouring rain this morning. Little Audrey is still sick, but in good spirits. Hello, Monday.


Wrapping The Week

I love clocks and watches. Isn't this a beauty? I have a small collection of vintage alarm clocks and still have my Polly Pal wristwatch from my childhood. Sadly, I cannot find my Swatch watch from high school. The time change this weekend will mean driving home in the dark. I don't relish that, but I am looking forward to soups and sweaters. This weekend we are preparing the house for the painter starting on Monday—taking down pictures and shifting clutter. Here in the night time lighting of the house, I'm starting to panic about the color I selected for the kitchen and dining room. Marsh Green is beginning to look like Harsh Green. Here are some beauties from this week.  

So wonderful. Wish!

I can never get enough of Andy.

See. Potatoes are sexy.

I'd like to enjoy this amazing bath and then curl up.

Oh, and I'd be listening to this and drinking this and reading this.

Fall back.
Love forward.


Kick Ass Awards 2011

{Photo: Shannon Howard, Kick Ass Recipient 2010}

Friday I will once again take part in the Annual Kick-Ass Awards STL. I have been a part of producing this event for seven years now and it always proves to be one of the best nights of the year. We celebrate 13 individuals or organizations who are making positive contributions to our communityit is full of love, happiness, and inspiration. If you are from the area, I urge you to join us at BWorks in Soulard tomorrow night at 7pm. If you aren't from here, I urge you to start your own Kick-Ass Awards in your neighborhood. I'd love to talk to you about it. Find out more about how the Kick Ass Awards originated and past winners on the Kick Ass STL website.


Halloween Recap

Audrey comes downstairs and instead of having her ladybug costume with her, has on only a pull-up and silver glitter shoes, and Lindsey is carrying a pink sparkle dress.

"Mommy, I don't want to be a ladybug. I changed my mind."
"What do you want to be?"
"I want to be a ROCKET STAR!"
"I think she means a rock star," says Lindsey.
I put a pink wig on her and she sits down at her drum set and starts playing.


So I put her in the dress, rainbow tights and the silver glitter shoes.
"The wig scratches. I don't want to wear it."
"You have to wear a wig or know one will know what you are supposed to be."
"But I'm Audrey." (Duh!)
I reason, "How about the rainbow wig?"
"Okaaay," she agrees to this and a red nose and we trick-or-treat as some sort of rocket star rainbow clown.

I love that she had her own idea about what she wanted to be tonight and am glad that I just let her roll with it and didn't get (too) control freaky about it. She told her joke, all St. Louis style, and was really only afraid at one house, with a zombie scarecrow on the porch. The neighbors at the end of the street had a DJ Lance Rock on the front lawn performing, which overwhelmed her a little, but as she drifted off to sleep she said, "Mommy, DJ Lance was my favorite."