Don’t look at me in that tone of voice.

I know a few people here likes Dorothy Parker and would enjoy something like this. Just imagine a bottle of Dorothy Parker Gin. Enjoy.

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Knowing that I am a big fan of the writer, a very dear friend of mine gave me a bottle of Dorothy Parker gin.  The gin is the sort of alcohol-rich distillation that would make the average sailor wince, but the bottle was wonderful with a picture of Mrs Parker printed on the inside and a little biography on the back:

It was too good to throw away, and so I decided to make it into a lamp.  I bought the stick-in bulb fitting and more or less forgot about it, as it took us so long to get through the ‘navy strength’ gin.  When the bottle was finally empty, I started to think about a shade.  For some reason I decided that a lampshade with some of Mrs Parker’s quotes would be just the thing, so I bought a kit which promised to be very easy to make up…

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This is Cancer

It took a good man.  A big, strong, solid, vibrant, loving man.

It took him, and knocked the wind out of his sails.  Drained his big, strong, solid, vibrant, loving body and weakened it, day by slow, excruciating day.

Took his pride.  Took his feelings.  Took his hopes and wishes away, and left him hollow.

With skeletal eyes, it made him gaze at me.  Causing constant pain, it led him to hold my hand and say nothing.

A beautiful man was taken out.

A man that was loved and was loving.

Pancreatic cancer grows, like a silence.

A death sentence that makes no sense.

A sentence that took away a whole book of a life.

This is cancer.

Fake Russian Comey News

 

Podesta

caught phishing

fed Brazile

a few questions

 

Debbie

What’s her name

Schultz

resigned

 

Got promoted

or demoted?

Added to HRC’s

campaign

 

The campaign

to nowhere

again

 

Electoral college

but who’s gonna

pay for it?

Miss Popularity?

 

MI PA

my pa

in Wisc

got frisked

 

Jill Stein

got attention

does that count?

 

Awaiting Bad News

I am, as the title says, awaiting bad news.

I am signed up for Bernie Sanders’ announcement to his supporters this coming Thursday night, June 16, and my ex-boyfriend but still friend is awaiting a liver biopsy.

I am awaiting bad news all around, and I am sort of resigned to it.  And sort of not.

How to deal with the fact that our country’s political system is due to undergo more corruption and or other nightmarish hell thanks to Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump.  No chance of Bernie saving the day, anymore.

How to deal with the fact that the man I had hoped to marry, but didn’t, might be back under my roof soon in order for me to give him the care he would otherwise have at a hospice?  How to deal with the fact that I had thought we were over and could just be friends, but that was when I thought he’d be hanging around in my life for years and years, as a good buddy, and not possibly suffering pancreatic cancer of the pancreas and liver.

How to deal with the fact that, as much as I know life is unpredictable and things don’t always go smoothly, this year is turning out to be the suckiest, fuckiest year ever, and I don’t mean that in a good, fun, sexual way.

I hate bad news.  I hate news, in general.  Especially mainstream media news that is broadcast by firms who are already bought and sold by the lobbyists and corporations that own our politicians.

I hate awaiting bad news.  I hate waiting.

But I love you all, and wish you peace, as I wait.

I await the news.

 

Fabric From The Past-Toile de Jouy

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Toile de Jouy simply means “cloth made in Jouy en Josas,” a village in southwest France.  This type of cloth was soon just called by this name even though it was made in other countries. The factory became famous because of it’s monochromatic prints of scenes with people in the French country side.  Come join us as we explore this fabric that began in 1760 and is still produced today even though the original factory closed in 1843.

The factory was founded in 1760 by Christophe-Philippe Oberkampf.  He was a descendant of family of Bavarian dyers.  He was inspired by the traditional Indian printing techniques. In 1686 France banned the Indian fabrics both the import and making of them.  This was not lifted until 1759. France was behind in this technology of this very popular fashion in fabrics. Oberkampf left Germany and started the factory.  Other countries that was printing…

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Quilted Falling Leaves Bath Mat

I thought you would enjoy this bathroom quilt,

Momoe's Cupboard

A wonderful quilted bathmat for your bathroom.  We have lots of patterns for quilted items for the house but it is unusual to find a pattern for the bathroom.  Falling leaves bathmat is a fun quilt to make.

Florence La Ganke was hired by Nashville Banner in 1928 to create quilting patterns every week for the newspaper.  She created the Nancy Page quilt club, a fictitious group of quilters who would meet once a week with Nancy Page to learn a new pattern and quilt. She would write a interesting story each week about this fictitious group of women who lives was similar to the lives of women who read the column.  Readers became just as interested in their lives as they did in the patterns. The early days of the column most of the patterns were block patterns.  One of them was a maple leaf pattern that was called…

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The Anti-Gangnam Style

From the Youtube description…

Thousand Hand Guan Yin was a dance created by Chinese choreographer Zhang Jigang. This dance was performed by 63 deaf dancers of China Disabled People’s Performing Art Troupe. Because they could not hear the music, there were 6 directors dressed in white helping them to synchronize with the music.

By The Time We Got To Woodstock…

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Holidays Sauce

Lilac lavender pressing a leaf into a page
Sage evergreen
Sky blue, robin’s egg
Cream

Mocha chocolate brown
burgundy
Gold and frankincense
Myrrh for your hot forehead

Oh

Don’t you know everything’s
alright

Of course it is
yes
of course
it is

It is Christmas
New Year
new birth
new start

Old traditions
old style
new birth
old fart

Arizona at this time
is blue, gold and sage
California at this time
is just full of new age

Blue cream icing
on a cupcake
all the rage

Parsley
Rosemary

Time

On my side

Who’s on my side?
What’s first
I forget

Ours and Hours

Takes between eight and 18 beers
to get the tension out of my chest
I’m being put to the test
with no rest

I make my bed every day
withhold the things I should not say
isn’t that enough
It’s tough

Beds of roses come with thorns
they prick sometimes
mine and yours

Ours

Hours spent, time wasted
killing the minutes talking, talking
Saying nothing, hearing less
Nothing of consequence

Time is spent

Now what?