shoe plea

dear universe,

it would be really great if you could guide me in my quest for the perfect, plain black flats. i have been on the hunt for more than two years [two years! my feet, they are weary.] this whole seeing a pair [or pairs] online, buying them, trying them, hating them, sending them back process has gotten old. free shipping is great; repeated trips to the post office are not. sending some guidance, suggestions, direction would be most appreciated.

by perfect, i mean comfortable and relatively inexpensive [so close michael kors and kenneth cole...twice.]
by plain, i mean no adornments whatsoever [good effort, just about every pair i've seen recently.]
by black, i mean leather, matte not patent.
by flats, i mean little to no heel [nice try, born.]

and by universe, i mean anyone reading this post.

hey, lego

happy new year from my lego doppleganger. a fairly spot-on likeness, given the massive cup of coffee at her disposal. [thanks to my niece for including lego me in her recent building adventures.]

also, going with today's theme, found this in my morning reading. pretty fantastic.

ruffles have ridges

today is a ruffled-tank-under-a-ruffled-cardigan kind of day.

[special thanks to my big fat thumb for making its way into the picture.]

mmm. boozey.

as much as i loved frank bruni's restaurant reviews in the times, i'm really enjoying sam sifton's poetic writing style:

A pitcher of sangria slakes thirsts developed on the walk down Mulberry Street in the dank humidity of an early summer evening.

[full review here]

if that doesn't make you want to frequent that restaurant then i think you should have your taste buds checked.

a golden mourning

a short dialogue regarding the sad death of golden gal rue mcclanahan

me: betty white must be so sad!

my sister: betty white must be nervous.

end dialogue

ha! and shoes

this is a post about nothing except the fact that my family and i had a conversation about libraries on sunday [hooray for olivia's first library card! watching and listening to kids as they learn to read is magical.] in which it was revealed that my sister does not like them; they are, as she so hilariously put it, "like nursing homes for books."

quite awesome, really, when you think about it.

also: today's shoes are an old favorite. and wow, am i pale.
summer cannot arrive soon enough.

a short dialogue during 'clash of the titans'

io has just told the group of mortals that she knows the way to hades/medusa.

bethany: so, there's just a path to hades?

me: i bet it's paved with good intentions.

the end