Hair Album

Here's the second installment from my hair photos. This is from 1986, and I'm pretty sure it was before "The Rocky Horror Picture Show," which I attended many a midnight weekend. That was when you could still throw toast and rice, and a motorcyclist drove through the theater during one of Meatloaf's scenes.

During this period, my wardrobe was black, and, as if I weren't pale enough, I put rice powder on my face for added effect.

My new favorite thing

Oatmeal with goji berries & rose hips! I have been addicted to this in the past week, and it's so much more filling than cold cereal.

Neighbor Cristine & I had another free class at Apothecary Tinctura, and the instructor gave us the recipe, though I've modified it to fit my own tastes.

I cook the oats in soymilk, then add the goji berries and rose hips near the end of cooking.

When it's finished, I sprinkle on ground flaxseed, cinnamon and Lavender Violet Vanilla Bean Sugar from my & Michael's favorite Denver shop, Savory Spice. If you ever visit us, we will take you there. No one understands why we are so high on a spice shop until they experience it for themselves.

Oh, and sometimes I add walnuts for extra protein and antioxidants.

Yum!!!!!

More new furniture

Well, not new so much as reupholstered. Since we got our dining table & chairs last fall, we have wanted to change out the seats. Sheer laziness is all that prevented it. I figured I'd stumble across some funky fabric at a thrift store, but I found this last week at a fabric shop that specializes in heavier fabric for furniture and drapes. Michael wants me to make "insulating quilts" for our old, creaky windows this winter, so I stopped in to check out the selection. Found this diamond-patterned fabric on the sale shelf. I had envisioned more turquoise, but at $6.99 a yard, I couldn't resist!

Memory lane

While my sister-in-law and I were exploring her Vancouver, Wash., neighborhood earlier this month, we came across a shop that sells pretty much nothing but sodas. I didn't find any Kentucky-made Ale-8-1, but it did sell Pop Shoppe products, which I hadn't seen since I was a kid. Back then, there was an entire store of nothing but their products, and you'd fill up a crate with various flavors, then return the empty bottles when you went for a new supply.

This shop had only a few flavors. I couldn't resist the frighteningly non-naturally colored red cream soda and got Michael a lime. The cream soda seemed to be as good as I remembered but was way too sweet. I'm sure it was just as sweet in the '70s, but seeing as how I lived on junk food back then, it was right up my alley at the time.

Spam -- a lot!

This cake made an appearance in the office today. I took my camera to work because yesterday there had been a suit of armor for a photo shoot, and I was hoping to snap a pic of it. No knight, but this cool cake instead (luckily not made of actual Spam). It even had an icing bar code.

2-year-old fashionista

There was no shortness of cute kids during our visit to Portland. Surely one of the most fashionable was Lucy (with a personality to match). Her mom bought this cute cap in a DIY shop across from our breakfast spot. (And why, oh, why is there a weird white line on my forehead in this pic?)

We're back

Michael and I returned last night from Portland. We were happy to be reunited with the dogs, but it was much too short of a trip. We got in lots of QT with our cutie niece, Rebecca, above, and visited with family and friends. A fun, relaxing trip with some requisite Trader Joe's/Columbia Sportswear outlet shopping thrown in. Today it's back to the grind. Sigh.