Monthly Archives: April 2013



That’s a new word I’ve coined to describe a plant in a state of “imminent blooming.”

Like this one:

Here it comes!

Here it comes!

This is the African Violet Trent’s grandmother gave me.

I’ve been REALLY yearning to see it bloom. She has a MILLION of these blooming all over her house (yes: one MILLION AFRICAN VIOLETS), and though it’s not the first violet I’ve received as a gift, it IS the first one I’ve successfully gotten to bloom. Or, the first one I’ve successfully graduated to “bloominent.”

There’s some good plant mojo goin’ on at 3675 these days…

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The Weekend in Which We Broke the House, and the House Broke Itself

Homeownership TOTALLY SUCKED THE BIG ONE this weekend.

We were all prepared to be productive and tackle multiple monstrous projects like reseeding half the lawn and restaining the deck for Summer #2, but the house was a TOTAL ASSHOLE to us. It did not want us to get these things done. It did not want us to be happy homeowners. It wanted us to be sad, bewildered, frustrated homeowners. It wanted to hurt us. It made us hurt it.

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Friday Flashback: Vol. III

So I think after this I’ll probably only flash back on the occasional Friday; maybe one Friday a month or so. I mean, I can’t have every other post on this blog be a flashback, because that’s just gonna end up being waaayyy too embarrassing for this moi.

But, last week I said I’d be back this week, and I‘m nothing if not predictable dependable, so here it is…



My 14th birthday party, 1992. There are a lot of braces in this photo. And I’m still in touch, sans Facebook, with several of these girls, and their teeth all look great now.

Gaaahhh… Ha ha. Man, I REALLY loved Express French Country Style back then. I don’t know what I was thinking. I had at least four of those “ribbed tunics,” in slightly different luminescent jewel tones. AND I LOVED THEM ALL EQUALLY.

But really, I picked this photo because Cindy Phillips Weflen – the babe with the black bouffant in front – was really on my mind this week. She’s getting pretty prego by now over in Boston, and I’m on my way to visit her and her super groovy Harvard PhD hubby next month. When I heard about the bombings at the Boston Marathon and the subsequent cinematic firefight in the streets of Cambridge, I immediately wondered if…

  1. The Weflen family was all safely out of the danger zone (along with my myriad other friends in Boston/Cambridge, like MC Eddo and Downtown Julie Brown)
  2. Baby Weflen had tried to bust outta her mama early, apprehend the bomber, and whoop some terrorist ass…

…because that’s just what a mini-Cindy would do. Probably dressed like a ninja.

Turns out, all are safe (yay!), and Baby W is still incubating according to plan. And I’m crazy excited to see the whole fam – Mom, Dad, and Unborn – in one month.

I may even pick up some sweet “vintage” 90s wear for the occasion.

I’ll return with more braces-and-bad-fashion-nostalgia in two to three Fridays.

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Flower Power

Our flowers are OUTTA CONTROL!

If this were 17th century Holland, I’d be a scary-looking rich lady in a black dress and a puffy white collar right now.

L: Dutch Trent. R: Dutch Lisa.

L: Dutch Trent. R: Dutch Lisa.

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Friday Flashback: Vol. II

Yep, it’s official:

Friday Flashback is an ongoing series!

I mean, how can I not make it one? It’s just too great of an idea. Especially for someone with ELEVENTY JILLION old photos, perfectly organized (many already digitized) and ripe for the blogging.

And after all – this blog’s roots can be traced to my wedding centerpieces, which I managed to construct out of photos of me and all 250 guests at my wedding. You know I’ve been looking for the perfect excuse to keep doing ridiculous things like that.

So because her surprise email is responsible for jump-starting this idea, I’m making sure Suzy Mortiere-Abesamis makes a repeat appearance in Volume II. But I’m ALSO throwing in Rebecca Retzler in a SWEET University of Michigan cheerleader’s outfit.


The many girls of the Redford Gang, getting a violin lesson from Martha most likely on a Rose Bowl day in the 80s, otherwise I'm pretty sure Becks wouldn't have been wearing the cheerleader outfit... I THINK...

The many girls of the Redford Gang, getting a violin lesson from Martha. Most likely on Michigan – Ohio State day some time in the 80s, otherwise I’m pretty sure Beck wouldn’t have been wearing the cheerleader outfit… I THINK…

Getting Beck’s BEAUTIFUL wedding invite and catching up for an hour over the phone was a real highlight of my week. I can’t wait to go to Seattle this summer and make peace signs when she and Jason walk down the aisle! Though, I don’t know if I’ll be able to snag anything in “handprint” to wear… 😐

Stay tuned until next Friday… You could be the lucky person I embarrass next!

(You really could — I got every single person at my wedding, remember…)

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