Tea for the Tillerman

Such a great album. I'm sure I've stated before that I was named after the fourth track, Sad Lisa. This is one of those albums that as soon as it's over, ya flip the record and start it all over again. Love, love, love it.

(photo kidnapped from tinnitustonight)

Put 'em Up, Funshine...

Ashlee texted this to me the other day and it was the laugh I so desperately needed.

My Weekend with the Kids

My niece, Kayla, on the bridge during our Saturday afternoon walk by the lake. The more time I spend with this lady the more I realise that her generation is to be the best one yet. Kay is so intelligent and together and kind. She's irresistible and I'm just bananas over her.

Sunday was spent at Chrissy's place a few towns away where everyone was taking turns smooching Chrissy's adorable son, Chase, who is a chubby dollop of preciousness. So much so that people have to restrain themselves from chewing on his fat lil legs and gorgeous face. I swear this boy looks like a Republican senator from Iowa. Oh, he's such a little sweetie...

Look at his pudgy-ass legs!! His toes are like tiny bratwursts.

My lovely niece, Sydney with Chase

Me and Chase (can you tell he just woke up and is still a little out of it??)

And finally, here is one that my brother took of me and my nephew Jackson, who was sporting his new beachwear. Another fabulous weekend!

I wish I had a treehouse...

...just like this.

(photo kidnapped from thedailygreen)

Best Compliment of the Day

Lauryn was on a date last night and was telling her fella that she's recently gotten into knitting. She told him of the yarn that she got in the mail just before meeting him for coffee. Then Lauryn informed him of what she intends to make with said yarn. A beard. For me.

He had a puzzled look on his face and asked, "This is for a girl?"
Lauryn explained, "Well, yeah. She's...she's quirky."
"Quirky? Like, she's weird?"
"Weird in a good way, not in a scary way. Weird like in a way that makes you love her."

(photo kidnapped from knitpicks)

In truth, I'm kinda hoping that if Bishop and I go to London in the fall that I can make it into Volume 2 of Jonathan Daniel Pryce's 100 Beards, 100 Days. Ah...it's good to dream...

The Boy from Oz

April 29, 2004

I drove up to SHU to Marina's dorm because she managed to score super cheap tickets to see The Boy from Oz that included a bus ride to the theatre door. The show was absolutely incredible. Marina had seen it before and said it was just as fabulous the second time around. Mr. Jackman was perfection; he had the entire audience cracking up the entire evening. At the night's end, after much applause and wild whistling, we exited out the back of the theatre and waited for the bus to arrive. I lit up a smoke and suddenly the side door opened and out walked Hugh Jackman, instantly surrounded by throes of adoring females. Marina and I just stayed where we were, a mere ten feet away, and admired him from afar. We watched as he chatted with the fans, signed autographs, and posed for photos, looking just as gorgeous as ever. Then he leapt into a black SUV and waved good night to everyone. Hugh Jackman, what a gem of a man.

Best Farewell Gift

In May of 2005 on my last day of work in the café, Bob Minnick came up to the counter and handed me a package. I tore open the copper coloured wrapping paper covered in angels and found a simple wood frame with a sketch that Bob had done of Bishop. I was stunned. It was perfect. On the back of the frame Bob wrote:
Good luck, Lisa! May your friendships grow in love. Thank you for your kindness to me. Love & peace, Bob
No lie, Bob Minnick is without question the sweetest man who ever lived and I am so lucky to have known him.