supper. . . .
someone's in the kitchen, barga~ canon 20 d
disclaimer: i do not forget for a single second that i am lucky to have never gone hungry. i am not a food bitch. i am just neurotic.
grape kool aid and grape gum makes me so happy.
i cannot eat from a buffet line or salad bar.
i havent had a glass of milk in the past 25 years.
i cannot eat leftovers or reheated items.
as a child, one of my favorite meals was chicken kiev.
i am totally freaked out by cross contamination. totally. like way.
i only eat seafood when i am near the ocean.
except for sushi, which i could eat every day. none of this makes sense.
i think the yuckiest food in the world include ~ pickled herring, ribs,
and jello with fruit.
things in cans make me have a furrowed brow.
i love eggs but cannot deal with the uncooked white wiggling around like snot.
i will continuously eat a certain food until i burn it out.
past continuous favorites include:
poached eggs. with no uncooked wiggle.
swiss cheese melted on dry toast.
popcorn w/ parmesan sprinkled on it.
chicken broth served in a nice mug.
i cannot deal with loud chewing unless it is from a child or a pet.
i believe you can tell alot about a person by what they eat.
which means i am obviously neurotic and battle ocd.
the worst "hair in food" experience was in a burger from burger king in 1982.
im still traumatized.
i got food poisoning three times. in south america, mexico, and illinois.
i love potatoes so very much. and avocados too. they are my friends.
i love people who can cook, therefore, i do not love myself.
this year i have come to enjoy pizza and chocolate. but not at the same time.
i love food that i can eat with my hands.
i am anti miracle whip and so pro hellmans.
i think a garden makes you extra sexy.
i like pretty cookbooks.
my mom, my brother, and the bertagni family are the best cooks i know.
i will only drink red wine when in italy.
i think any type of food eating contests are totally gross and just plain wrong.
when i was 8, i choked while eating a hot dog. which is why i now believe in chewing excessively.
things i will not touch at a restaurant:
the salt and pepper shaker
and the ketchup bottle.
i am curious about people who bite into a whole tomato like an apple.
or the people who eat an onion the same way.
ive never had to watch what i eat until i turned 40. it is no fun. and its mean.
right now i am craving a grande americano with cream and splenda, but it is 12 below zero and not worth the frostbite.
and why this all should matter to you?
well. it shouldn't..
and that's all i've got.
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January 22, 2008
winter waahhh.
fluevog sidewalk skirt, canon 20d
tonight the moon rose like a big orange in the sky.
i could see it perfectly though the black boney trees, across the river...
a touch of beauty, a touch of color, in the middle of winter is
such a treat...thank you moon....
ive been trying really hard to fight the winter blahs, but it is difficult.
so i put the sound machine on "summer crickets"
and will make visits to the orchid house...
another thing i do is tramp around the web in search of eye candy delights.
here are a few for you.
ifihadalittlegirliwoulddressherintheseclothes
bad gifts
photo junkies mall
dancing shoes
design diner
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January 21, 2008
monday's beauty.
white whisker, canon 20 d
We have not come here to take prisoners,
But to surrender ever more deeply
To freedom and joy.
We have not come into this exquisite world
To hold ourselves hostage from love.
Run my dear,
From anything
That may not strengthen
Your precious budding wings.
Run like hell my dear,
From anyone likely
To put a sharp knife
Into the sacred, tender vision
Of your beautiful heart.
We have a duty to befriend
Those aspects of obedience
That stand outside of our house
And shout to our reason
"O please, O please,
Come out and play."
For we have not come here to take prisoners
Or to confine our wondrous spirits,
But to experience ever and ever more deeply
Our divine courage, freedom and
Light!
~ Hafiz ~
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January 18, 2008
because. . .
urban cowboy, canon 20d
i love you because you love
all of me. even the yucky parts.
i love you because you write me love letters and surprise me
with wildflowers in the middle of winter.
i love you because you are so crazy in love with your daughter.
i love you because you let my cat sleep on your hip.
i love you because you act like such a dork in order to snap
me out of a bad mood and it always works.
i love you because you are good to my family.
i love you because i never feel like i have to pretend with you.
i love you because you are a dare devil.
i love you because you sing along with me when i need to spin
manilow, debarge, or lionel.
i love you because you want to grow and you want to change
and you never want to remain stuck.
i love you because your heart is really really kind. its beautiful.
i love you because you never talk poorly about others.
i love you because you would rather have an open road adventure
than a membership at the club.
i love you because you dont seem to mind that my skinny jeans are no longer my skinny jeans but the jeans i will never ever fit into again... unless i get a tapeworm.
i love you because even if you werent so handsome, you still would be
because of who you are.
i love you because you encourage me to be who i need to be
even when i dont know what the hell that means.
i love you because you are so romantic and affectionate and im
a girl who really digs that.
i love you because you made my heart have hope again.
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in january .
mac's magic rocks, canon 20 d
i felt sad, but i understood.
with the way he had been raised, and the things that had happened,
its no wonder he didnt believe in things like magic and god....
and i wondered how lonely life must feel without some
sort of connection to something beautiful and hopeful.
i knew better than to try to convince him to take hold of
something. this is the kind of thing one must come to
discover on his own.
but i still prayed that magic and god and nature and music
would find a way to orchestrate some sort of beauty
in his day to make him,
at the very least,
give wonder a second chance...
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January 15, 2008
beside. . . . . .
bruce cockburn quote, canon 20d
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January 10, 2008
because you asked. . .
barga, italy ~ sigh.... canon 20 d
small steps.
small steps. . .
small steps. . .
that's all you need to do right now.
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January 09, 2008
yikes.
krypt kiddie, canon 20 d
my mom had this really magical way of turning frightening things into fun.
i guess that is why the four of us grew up pretty fearless..the normal childhood
fears didnt seem to touch us.
Storms~
she turned thunderstorms and bad weather into the best, heavenly, visual, symphonies... she would point out the hues in sky, and had us count in between thunder rolls to determine how far away the storm was.
I remember us piling up on her bed and watching the show through her window like it was movie made especially for us.
Darkness ~
then there was the fear of the dark thing. mom organized obstacle courses throughout the house with all the lights off, and then would time us as we raced. We became so determined to beat one another's time, we gave no thought to the fact that we were running through the basement in the pitch dark. (i still remember laughing as i would hear my brother and sister bang into the furnace or trip up the stairs)
Monsters~
and remember the childhood fear of the monster hiding under your bed or in your closet? that was solved by my mother being the monster. yup. complete with a stocking over her head, she would hide under our bed or in the closet and grab us when we least expected it. now i know some of you are thinking this is horrible, but to us, it was great fun. we had a crazy mom. (in a good way) And she made our fears seem just as crazy.
Spiders ~
love em.
and that's because mom had us feeling so sorry for them. she would say something like, "poor, poor, spider..imagine feeling like everyone hates you and not having any friends or kids who want you for a pet...and imagine everyone wanting to kill you because you look the way you do. all alone in his little web..."
dear god, i practically cried my eyes out every time i saw one.
Interesting how just a little turn in the story can transform such powerful fears into an entirely different experience....
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January 08, 2008
yeah,.....
digging her tootsie's , canon 20 d
perhaps i never really did have Seasonal Affect Disorder.
maybe it was just my life that had me depressed.
anyhow, it feels good to be making my way through the
winter without feeling
crushed by it. i always use this time to plan my adventures, whether
big or small, and that somehow makes the time go by more quickly.
my next adventure will be a trip to death valley.
why? because i have always seen myself driving off into the
desert sun, wearing my dusty boots, staying at funky little motels
with really bad curtains and bedspread displays.
i like places of isolation and solitude. i want to feel the wind and i want
to hear the buzz of a bug. i want to have an open road and wide skies.
i want to collect stories from an old cowboy...
...something about this area scares me a little, which is something i also love.
(dont worry mom, i promise not to pick up any hitchers).
if you have taken this trip via vegas, and know of some good stretches or little joints to stop at along the way, i would love to hear from you...
please email me at jen@jengray.com
thanks...peace out
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January 04, 2008
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winter bulb, canon 20d
this is a fab new site created by my incredibly brilliant friend, swirly
girl.
this is another fab new site created by my other incredibly brilliant friend,
allison
and these are the boots i have been coveting, which is most definitely inappropriate.
which leads me to believe i should spend less time wanting,
and more time creating things like my brilliant friends.
and that's all i've got,
have a good weekend folks.
j
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