Flag Day Poppy

The first of the multitude of poppies I planted decided to finally bust out today! I am very pleased. Almost as pleased as with the LOL cat Dylan made for me.

And in honor of Flag Day, I’d like to share the Stan Freberg song I probably quote the most:

“Everybody Wants To Be An Art Director”

George Washington:
Look at the colors you chose
The best you could do I suppose
A peppermint stripe with royal blue
The same as the British colors too
Now how will we tell whose side is who?
Look at the colors you chose
Why couldn’t it have been puce
Lavender over chartreuse
Or possibly some exotic shade
A delicate orange, mauve, or jade
Instead of the choice that has been made
Why couldn’t it have been possibly cinnamon?

Betsy Ross:
Everybody wants to be an art director
Everybody wants to call the shots

George:
Yeah, well…

Betsy:
Everybody wants to be a flag dissector
Changing all my stars to polka dots
Everybody thinks that they’re the final word
On what is strictly out and what is in
Howdja like a banner made of pea-green spots
On simulated leopard skin?
Or possibly a flag that features fleur-de-lis
On ochre corrugated tin!

George:
I’d like it. How soon can you make one up?

Oh, Alan Garner…

“She wants to be flowers, but you make her owls. You must not complain, then, if she goes hunting.”

What is it about Napoleon?

A year or two out of date, but, damn.

Gee, Jenn, what exciting things did you do this past Friday night?

Well, while waiting to pick up the Spouse from downtown Portland, I cleaned, chased cats, read a Marcus Didius Falco novel and finished editing, organizing and uploading photos I’ve taken over the past couple or so months! Some of these photos actually document times I’ve gotten out of the house and socialized!

Beyond my usual assortment of random photos…

I managed to document Anne’s love of steak.

There is also evidence of New Year’s Eve shenanigans…

And, naturally, more cats.

You can see all of the photos I uploaded here, here and here. Next, I just might resume making regular journal posts that don’t simply report Dicebox updates! (but don’t hold your breath).

Thanksgiving, 2006

(click the baked goods for more photos)

As is our wont, Kip and I went over to Barry, Sarah and Charles’ house to share Thanksgiving with them and assorted friends and housemates: Matt, Kim, Sydney, Maddox, Jake, Bean, Dan, Bill, Anne, Dylan, Indy, Kevin, Katie, Owen and briefly John, Becca, Alice and another Matt.

As usual, I baked pie: mushroom and brandied butternut squash. As usual, Kip baked bread: goyish challah and potato oat.

Not much else to report: we talked a lot, laughed a lot, ate too much and then stumbled home in a food coma. And are still cleaning the kitchen.