Summer seemed to suck up the Book Club, vanishing August, reading for one this month.
A quiet riot.
Mmmm, mmmm good. Water, fire, bread, meat.
Beautiful. If you've got a drop of Irish in you, go get it.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Friday, August 23, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Feted the fabulous Ms. Griffeth at the Montelucia pool for her birthday. She and mini me Chelsea (I mean Baby and Johnny) perfected their "and I had the time of my life" dance
while we breathalized our way through pitcher after pitcher of juicy goodness under the Arizona sun.
Posted by Lisa at 10:16 PM
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Saturday, August 3, 2013
OMG - my eyebrows! After packing away the light-up magnifying mirror when the tile guy moved in, I went almost a month without perusing my face up close and personal. Why didn't anybody tell me I was starting to look like Groucho Marx? After plucking, plucking, plucking, I took a good look at the bathroom
and realized the old scratched-up oak cabinets looked stupid with the new, done-on-the-fast-and-cheap, tile. So...ripped 'em out, did some of this,
and now we have
I refuse to look through the light-up magnifying mirror to see the drips and the bubbles and the warps - nobody else seems to notice.
Posted by Lisa at 12:26 PM