Save Ferris

I swear the man in the car behind me on the way to work this morning was the dad from Ferris Bueller's Day Off. I kept looking around to see if Ferris would roll across my hood before vaulting over the nearby fence in an attempt to beat his family home, all the while being his annoyingly charming self. Then, I considered the contrast of reality and fiction and continued on to work knowing nothing that exciting was going to happen to me today. But a girl can dream.

Ghosts of Closets Past

I am finally posting pictures of the clothes my parents brought me a couple weeks ago. Wow. What memories! If there was any way I could get that bridesmaid dress over my hips, I would've put it on and just shown up at my sister's house wearing it. In her defense, it was 1989 and fuchsia was a very popular color. I would like to mention that with the exception of the graduation gown and that outrageously cool black and white number, each item of clothing was sewn by my mom. What talent!

Mount St. Helens

Photobucket

I seem to be having greater slideshow success with Photobucket.com. I took these one day a couple weeks ago while Brett and I were out running errands. We were on Skyline Blvd and pulled into a plush neighborhood to watch the lightning. Of course, I wasn't able to time the taking of a photo with an actual flash of lightning. Oh, well, they're still pretty in a Something-Wicked-This-Way-Comes sort of way.

Stormy Weather

Exercise in frustration

I have been trying for way too long to figure out how to add a photo slideshow on this here blog. I've been trying to get something to work using flickr.com as I've seen many other people use that on their blogs. Does anyone have a suggestion of a more user-friendly site? Or can anyone email me instructions on how to add a picture slideshow to my blog? I can't afford to pull any more of my hair out. It's thin-enough as it is!!

Oh, Wow

The greatness of some of the items my parents delivered on Tuesday can best be described only through pictures. I'll try to take some tonight.

Now what?

For those of you who read the post a couple weeks ago about going through boxes of childhood *tchatchkes, this intriguing email was waiting in my inbox this morning.

"Hi I found a box labeled "Jennifer's ceramics off the shelf" which we will bring you tomorrow. Then if you do not have plans we can go get something to eat. If you have other plans that is OK too.Love, Dad"

Now, I know I painted several ceramics throughout my early years but never do I remember them occupying "the shelf". And is this a box I packed up or is it one that my mom did on my behalf when she realized she needed the space? And, this just occurred to me, are they knick-knacks I made or are they just breakables I picked up over the years? I can hardly wait to see what is in there. I distinctly remember a cute, gray bunny...will it be in there? Another few hours and I'll have the answer.

*The spelling of tchatchkes brought to you by "The Yiddish Handbook: 40 Words You Should Know"