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I regret to inform you that the wedding is cancelled.

I emailed that information practically around the world this morning; canceling the zoo and the photographer, and informing excited family that the show wasn’t going on.  I’ve known for two long, hard weeks that we were likely heading down this road but I simply couldn’t blog it until we’d decided for sure.  Almost exactly thirty days prior to the wedding D came to me with an apology and serious reservations.  We weren’t able to resolve prior to the deadline, so we’ve cancelled.  Of course it was, and still is, far more complicated than my simple description but this is not the forum for that story. 

How do I feel?  Broken is the only word I can think of.  At the same time I’m hopeful because we’ve agreed to work on those reservations and if not save the relationship at least be able to walk away knowing we did our best.  We will continue to live together, for now, and we will be taking the planned trip (minus the giraffes and photographer) both because it is paid for and non refundable and because we believe we can do so and have a good time despite the problems.  We are, after all, best friends. 

Some links to entertain you while I look for my ‘something’.

Etsy....
Pretty pendant.
Rosemary mint soap...ahhhhh.
Maybe someday I can make beads like this - wow.
Old news, but cracks me up everytime - Turkey Hat

Flickr… (my favorites)
Poppy Field and Clouds
peek.a.boo
Mini Clothesline
Dragonfly Perching
Moulinette

Blogs...(not on my side bar)
Rancho de Perro
Pioneer Woman
Pinks and Needles
Prickly Pear Bloom

Sometimes you’ve just got nothing. I’ve started five or six posts in the last two days; none of them all that interesting. Not that it ever is all that interesting; sometimes blogging isn’t, it’s just minutia. But thats ok because for some of us that is the purpose of blogging; to catalog for our selves our daily lives. Sure, for some its a political forum, or has a specific message, but for most of us its just day to day. Since its human nature to be curious about others we keep going back to read more, not because the ‘grass is always greener’ but because its different and different can equal interesting. Even when its not different we go back because its nice to know that some one else is where you are, or likes what you like or has a life that is equally as mundane. Its a medium I really enjoy, especially because you can make a post out of anything, even when you’ve got nothing.

You might never believe it of me but this was do nothing weekend. Weather for much of it was on and off rain and lots of bluster as Gustav passed in the gulf and I was content to sit mindlessly in front of the TV and watch rental movies and enough CSI Miami to be able to hire on at the local police office. As I glance around my sewing room I know I should feel guilty about wasting all that time but...well...not so much. My gumption seems to be napping and for now I’m ok with that.

Weather watching was annoying as usual. Once again all the focus was on New Orleans with little or no mention of surrounding areas that suffered similar or worse damage. Watching Friday night they showed the crowds waiting in line for busses and trains to leave the city. The news camera found the squeaky wheel who yelled and pumped her fists at the indignity of standing in that heat and waiting for that train. Dont mistake me, I’m sure waiting in that line was no fun but the ‘gimme’ attitude irks me to no end. No doubt there were plenty of patient people in that line...I know patient people arent news...but by failing to show them as well the whole of the US is left with the impression that the poor of New Orleans are not only ungrateful but demanding. Have I mentioned how much I hate the news?

So the coming week? Nudge my gumption a little. Weather watch - Hannah, Ike, and Tropical Depression 10. And get out in the yard, with all the rain I can practically hear the weeds growing. You?

As luck would have it, right after I assailed you with the food meme I was tagged for two more byMiz Shoes so grab a cup of whatever you like and away we go. Oh, you know I wont tag any one so if you want to play along here’s your chance.

Meme 1
Instructions: What you are supposed to do...and please don’t spoil the fun...Copy/paste, type in your answers and tag four people in your lists! Don’t forget to change my answers to the questions with that of your own.

(A) Four places I go over and over: Home, work, the grocery store and the fabric store (just looking, I swear)

(B) Four people who e-mail me regularly: Laurie, Mom, Kim, the boss

(C) Four of my favorite places to eat? The Columbian in Sarasota, Cafe Intermezzo in Atlanta, Ruth’s Chris anywhere I find it, Blue Pointe in Fort Myers.

(D) Four places you’d rather be? Savannah, Aruba, Paducah (huge fabric store there), Kawai

(E) Four TV shows I could watch over and over: CSI - all varieties, ANTM, Project Runway, Hell’s Kitchen

(F) Four people I think will respond: Not tagging anyone so...nobody.

Meme 2

Here are the rules:

1. Link to the person who tagged you (see above).

2. Post the rules on your blog (this is what you are now reading).

3. Write 6 random things about yourself (see below).

4. Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them (This is only a game)

5. Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog

6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up

Six Things About Me

1. I rarely tag anyone for meme’s...and that fact makes a great first thing - heh.

2. I’m left handed...but only for writing.

3. Jeans, knit top...that’s about as dressy as I get.

4. I worked for Hallmark, yep the card company, in the store planning department. I was a peon, but it looked nice on a resume.

5. I’m stubborn - ok, not news but its all I could think of.

6. I am a magazine freak. Must. Stop. I’m killing trees!

I stumbled over this while perusing sewing blog...it was from a very old post, but looked like an interesting meme, so here goes:

1)Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.
2) Bold all the items you have eaten.
3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.
4) Optional extra: Post a comment here at Very Good Taste linking to your results.

1. Venison - at one of the first fancy restaurants I ever visited, I might have been fifteen.
2. Nettle tea - nope, cant say I have, but I’ve tried lots of other teas.
3. Huevos rancherosMmm mmm - wanna make them at home? Pour your favorite salsa in a pan small enough to make it about 1/2 inch deep, make little ‘wells’ in the salsa and poach your eggs in the wells. Slap ‘em into a tortilla, with a some of the salsa and go to town.
4. Steak tartare - no, but I’ve eaten some pretty rare steaks so I’d try it.
5. Crocodile - nope, but I have had alligator. I’d give it a go.
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue - duh! Me, pass up cheese - not bloody likely.
8. Carp - We sold live grass carp at the market I worked at, and they cooked it up in the restaurant too.
9. Borscht - Mmmm mmmm
10. Baba ghanoush s’ok, but not on my favorites list.
11. Calamari - every chance I get...when its good its great, when its bad you may as well eat your shoe.
12. Pho -nope, but I’d try it.
13. PB&J sandwich - another, duh!.
14. Aloo gobi - and I may have to go look this one up, its new to me.
15. Hot dog from a street cart -I went to school in downtown Atlanta...Sabretts all the way!
16. Epoisses - no, but its cheese, see #7.
17. Black truffle - no, but I would. I might not appreciate it appropriatly, but I’ve seen it in so many high falutin recipes I couldn’t not try it once. Especially if someone else was buying.
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes - yes, my grandfather would ferment anything most of it was not so good.
19. Steamed pork buns - nope, but I’m not all that food shy, I’d try ‘em.
20. Pistachio ice cream - prolly wouldnt, I’m not a big pistachio fan.
21. Heirloom tomatoes
22. Fresh wild berries - not a berry person.
23. Foie gras - ...heaven.
24. Rice and beans - another duh.
25. Brawn, or head cheese - nope, I’d prolly try it, but tentatively because it has such a horrid name.
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper - Damn near blew my head off...and I had to go to the eye doc the next day because I still had the oil on my fingers when I put my contacts in the next day - ouch.
27. Dulce de leche - yeah but it didnt blow my skirt up.
28. Oysters - Smoked or fried - mmm mmm. Raw - strike!
29. Baklava - mmm mmm
30. Bagna cauda - another gotta look it up...cant say no way until I know what it involves.
31. Wasabi peas - yum!
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl - in Boston. Never been to Boston but luvs me some clam chowder!
33. Salted lassi - Yogurt and I are only semi-friendly - prolly no on this one.
34. Sauerkraut - Really really hate sauerkraut, especially the stench!
35. Root beer float - If you havent noticed the dessert trend - duh.
36. Cognac with a fat cigar - Cognac, but no cigar.
37. Clotted cream tea - like head cheese, I’d try it but ewww the name.
38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O - yeah - no all that amused.
39. Gumbo - good, but I must admit that I work around the okra.
40. Oxtail - Another specialty of the market I worked at. Good, but damn difficult to eat..
41. Curried goat - goat yes, curried no. But I generally like curry so I wouldnt hesitate having some.
42. Whole insects - You know how mom always said ‘you dont know if you dont like it unless you try it’? I know I wouldnt like it.
43. Phaal - Huh?
44. Goat’s milk - no...but goat cheese is good (again with the cheese - sheesh)
45. Malt whiskey from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more - No, but I’m not much of a whiskey fan.
46. Fugu - In case you havent noticed I’m no daredevil - food that could kill aint my thing.
47. Chicken tikka masala - nope, but its chicken and I dont think I ever tried one I didnt like.
48. Eel - Smoked / grilled in sushi...a little too strong for me
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut -Hello - grew up in the south, darn difficult to avoid. Good, but I never got all hot and bothered when the ‘hot’ sign was on..
50. Sea urchin - nope, but I like sushi, I’d try it.
51. Prickly pear
52. Umeboshi - Dictionary please…
53. Abalone - nope.
54. Paneer - cheese! duh.
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal As a kid, yes. I’m more of a quarter pounder gal these days.
56. Spaetzle - yum.
57. Dirty gin martini - Rum not gin - blech.
58. Beer above 8% ABV - Nope, cant stand beer - thanks anyway.
59. Poutine - um..what???
60. Carob chips - fake chocolate - whats the point?
61. S’mores - Yep, our friend serves them around the bonfire
62. Sweetbreads - no
63. Kaolin - no
64. Currywurst - wazzat?
65. Durian - Another one from the market and the stink is like a restaurant dumpster on a hot summer day next to a turned over port-a-potty. If the guy from weird foods cant eat one I promise there’s no way I’d try.
66. Frogs’ legs - sorta like fishy chicken.
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake Yep, yep, yep and yep - boy do I luvs me a funnel cake.
68. Haggis - no and I might hesitate a bit becasue I know whats in it...but I’d prolly taste a teeny bit.
69. Fried plantain - yup
70. Chitterlings, or andouillette - nope and I might hesitate
71. Gazpacho - oddly, no but I would.
72. Caviar and blini - the cheap kind, but I liked it.
73. Louche absinthe - no
74. Gjetost, or brunost - nope - and its cheese, can you believe it?.
75. Roadkill - no, only shotgun kill for me
76. Baijiu - huh??
77. Hostess Fruit Pie - Sorry, no cooked fruit for me.
78. Snail - escargot - mmmm mmmm mmmm
79. Lapsang souchong - nope.
80. Bellini - yup.
81. Tom yum - Tom who???
82. Eggs Benedict - love it...cant make hollendaise to save my life.
83. Pocky - yep.
84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant. Maybe when I win the lottery.
85. Kobe beef - sadly, no.
86. Hare - rabbit, but not hare?
87. Goulash - yummy
88. Flowers - pansies and candied violets - pretty but sorta tasteless.
89. Horse - no, and given my love of them it’d be a toughie.
90. Criollo chocolate - I missed a CHOCOLATE??? Dayum.
91. Spam - Um, hurricane food...a necessary evil
92. Soft shell crab - to much trouble to pick.
93. Rose harissa -nope.
94. Catfish yup.
95. Mole poblano Man I haven’t had mole in forever, and no, thats not mole like the little critter, that’s mo-lay!
96. Bagel and lox Liked the bagel better than the lox.
97. Lobster Thermidor - nope
98. Polenta - super ground grits...I’m thinking NO.
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee - Coffer and beer are both on my ick list.
100. Snake - no, but my grandfather once had me pretty convinced that a pecan roll he’d given me a bit of was snake.

Some of my Sunday was spend entertaining myself by surfing the sewing blogs. Not a great idea since it makes me want to rush out and buy fabric, but not altogether bad either as I found all sorts of projects I want to try. The thing is I’m mid project...actually mid two...err, three? I’ve always been a better starter than finisher; there’s just something about the thrill of the plan that lures me in, but when it gets down to the nitty-gritty and tedious all that steam dissipates. Some time ago I switched to smaller projects hoping that the thrill of the finish would be even more enticing, and it was, for a while. But there are no less than three prototype totes laying unfinished on the cutting table, forgotten because they weren’t quite what I was going for at the time. The wave project is slow but not huge and yet I haven’t touched it for a few days. The finish is good but the start will always be better.

Cute shoes and I are relative strangers. I have wide feet, and have had the whole of my life. When I was younger my moter took me to a doctor whose only solution was to remove my pinkie toe and its associated bones. Lucky for me mom wasn’t interested in such measures and I grew up wearing boy’s tennis shoes and penny loafers. In my teens and twenties I fought this truth every step of the way and purchased shoe after shoe that was miserably tight and swearing all the way that I could ‘break them in’. Oh the money I wasted on shoes. In my thirties I wised up. I started to seek out wide shoes or shoes that ‘ran’ wide. Nine West - good....Agners - no way. Lucky for me more and more shoes were becoming available in wide and more and more companies that produced ‘comfort’ shoes were also beginning to produce shoes with personality. Meaning, they were so ugly they were cute. I’ve always had a penchant for suede, no idea why and of late I’ve a love of Mary Janes.

Given all that you can imagine that I was less than enthusiastic when it came to needing shoes for the wedding. Happily, the third pair I tried, though not wide, work quite well and where I’m somewhat indifferent over the dress I’m all swoony over the shoes.

Yes, I suppose they are a bit ‘granny’ and a lot ‘church’, but to me that is the some what the nature of white shoes. Originally I wanted the same shoe in champagne metallic (not as ugly as it sounds) but that one of course was not available in my size. My thought was that if Stacy and Clinton could pair leopard print pumps with a green tweed skirt, surly I could do metallic and get more than one wearing out of them. But, as I said, it wasn’t to be and since they seemed cute, looked nice on my feet and were on killer sale - $30, down from $79 - I settled without too many misgivings.

Once home I decided to wear them a bit so they’d be comfortable on the wedding day and that’s when I fell in love with them. It wasn’t the fit or how cute I think my toes look it was the sole. I’d not noticed in the store that the sole on the toe box is covered in lilies and vines and every step I take will leave behind that impression. So, while there wont be an aisle or rose pedals for me to trod on I’ll still have flowers at my feet and that makes me smile in a silly giddy way that I can’t quite describe. They aren’t my first pair with a secret sole, but right now they are my favorite.

It’s funny what an unexpected day off and two doctor’s appointments will do for a week.  Everything is out of kilter and I find myself surprised to find it Friday; surprised and somewhat unprepared.  Normally by now I know what’s on deck for the weekend and have a plan of action formed, if not in place.  Other than returning three of the four ‘wedding’ dresses I’ve accumulated and normal cleaning it’s looking to be a fairly quite couple of days.  Tropical storm Fay is still futzing with the weather…we’re getting more rain now that she’s hundreds of miles north of us that we were when she was just a few mile east…and she if forecast to continue to do so through out the weekend.  Is that my book, easy chair and throw I hear calling?

I have spent some of the rainy weather catching up on a few promises.  I’ve sewn cupcakes and coasters, and have some ‘do rags’ for D and something for my uncle waiting in the wings.  The batik wave project is still being tinkered with, but completing it by my self-imposed end of August deadline is looking rather unlikely.  It takes about nine minutes to run one wave.  How do I know?  Because the iron shuts itself off in nine minutes and every time I’m thirty seconds or so from the end of a wave the iron shuts off…typical.  Since I need twelve panels and each panel has fifteen waves I can be done in a mere twenty seven hours.  Piece of cake – argh!

In the end Fay was little more than a blustery gray day for our house, but inland was certantly different. My dad was without power for a time and still has no phone service. One tech reported some ‘scary’ moments. Its amazing what a few little miles can do. According to the weather man Fay isn’t done yet, but she is at least done with our area.

It was a day home for us, as we decided around noon to remain closed. Amazingly I received seven service requests today, and numerous other work phone calls. I was surprised at how many of them seemed appalled that we had elected to not put any vans on the street when authorities are still requesting that people stay off the roads. More surprising is that more than one of these calls was from a grocery store. I can understand a restaurant expecting business tonight - folks are without power. But, after two days of hurried grocery runs by most of the populace I cant see anyone expecting too many shoppers.

I spent much of the day working on my ‘wave’ project and doing laundry. We had all the clothing done prior to the storm but I took advantage of the off day to do the throw rugs and dog toys. Yes, dog toys. Mackie has always preferred soft things as toys and we’ve obliged by giving her stuffed animals. It always cracks me up when I do the monthly toy wash because after the wash comes the retirements and repairs. Her toy bin looks a little like the island of misfit toys...we have a three legged elephant, a one eyed wolf, a nose-less dog and a multitude of others criss crossed with Frankenstein like stitches. We generally get a year or so out of each so we cant say we dont get our monies worth...but its hard not to laugh when she presents one of these monstrosities to us for play.

As you can tell it was a fairly do nothing day...a good thing overall

Yawn....7:10am. I snagged about an hour more of sleep and then the alarm went off. Evidently the storm turned sometime after my last post and she’s already ashore. She’s much farther south than anticipated but she’s slooooooow. We are just beginning to get rain and expect very, very heavy rain in the next half hour or so. I’m actually having trouble getting a weather report because all the stations want to show is their fool cub reporters standing out in the wind and ankle deep water talking about power outages and trees blowing in the wind. Not trees down mind you, but Blowing. In. The. Wind. I have seen a forecast that expected she’d stall and dump 10 to 25 inches of rain - wow. South Florida and the central area of the state is gonna get stomped, in fact I’d bet my office, 16 miles away, will have far worse weather than we will at the house. They are advising staying off the roads for the time being, but I guess I’ll go take my shower (while there’s hot water) so I’m ready to go when things calm down. There is bound to be much to do at work and as customer’s get power back you can be they’ll be calling with machines that didnt properly come on line when it was restored.

Its a little after 3am and I’m awake due to a few large plastic items bashing around outside; a trashcan, a wheel barrow and a garden sink. The early edges of the storm are just reaching us and the wind has picked up significantly. I dont relish being awake right now but in the end its a good thing. One because tomorrow we might be able to find the sink, trashcan and wheelbarrow now that they’ve been secured, and two the dog was able to go out while its still mostly dry. For all her retriever genes she seems to have not gotten the one for loving water. The weathermen are nearly wetting themselves with glee over the storm. All the ‘big’ meteorologists are awake, many from different time slots now teamed up because it seems to take more than one to follow a STORM. Eeeeee! Everybody run! Believe me, I’m not downplaying it, I really do believe they are way over the top with their reporting. I dont know what they will do when we have big one...they’ll have used up all the good adjectives.

Based on what they are reporting the storm will go to ground slightly south of the house - the best case scenero as it puts us on the weak side of the storm. Inland from us will actually get worse weather than we will. Hmmm....maybe I shouldn’t have left all those dresses at work. The largest concern now is the weather that the storm spins off and that’s a risk we run with nearly every summer thunderstorm. We’ve a couple of hours yet before those areas reach us ... the way the storm is coming in our bad weather will come from inland, which is just weird to me. Seems like if its a hurricane and coming in over the ocean the bad weather should be coming from the ocean - right? But, since its a big spinning top we only get weather like that when the storm goes north of us - when it goes south it has to make the big circle before we see it so it has lots of time to wear itself out before we see it.

I’m sure I’ll be back on later, but for now I’m going to try to catch a couple hours of sleep - wish me luck (and I do mean on the sleep and not the storm - but you can do both if you like - heh).

Yes kids, its time for our annual hurricane drill.  My weekend plans shifted every time the storm track did.  Screen repair was back-burnered since I expect more repair will be needed after tomorrow morning.  Yard work was done instead of cleaning the house (removing anything that could smack a window or rip the screen).  The grass was mowed extra short since we’ll likely not be dry enough to mow for some time.  We did load after load of laundry as past experience has taught us that when the power goes it takes the house about a nano-second to smell like an old gym sock if we aren’t caught up on laundry.  Tonight I’ll swing by the store for a few odds and ends, and top off my gas tank if I can find a station that still has gas…yes, people are freaking and things like gas and water are running short.  Not to the point that I’m worried about it, I’m not; it’s just a precaution we take.  We are still on the fence over hanging the shutters.  If the track continues up the center of the current ‘cone of uncertainty’ Fay should come ashore somewhere between my house and my dad’s.  Surprisingly if it does he’ll get more bad weather than I will despite being further inland than we are.  If it drifts in north of me we’ll both be on the ‘wrong’ or ‘strong’ side of the storm which I believe means big rain and some wind but hopefully nothing more.

Truthfully that’s the worst bit of dealing with these storms…the ‘if’ factor.  All those ‘ifs’ out there make it hard to make good decisions.  Right now we are weighing putting up the shutters…or not.  It isn’t a bad job, but it’s a job and the later in the day the more likely it is to be a job done in driving rain.  The up side is that if the shutters are up you can do some serious sleeping because its uber dark and really quiet.  The up, up side is that since the storm is set to arrive around 8 or 9 am tomorrow morning we wont be heading to work first thing so we actually could sleep in…if the roof is still on the house.  Heh!  I’m kidding, it’s a small storm and should remain that way, but better safe than sorry, ya know?

Boy did I miss out on an easy blog topic.  I should have taken the video camera with me to D’s appointment this morning.  No, not for a tour of D’s nethers but so you could see and hear him when he’s all hopped up on sedatives.  Actually, if he were in charge you’d have probably had the tour and the show.  Evidently while in pre-op the nurse took his glasses and told him he had nice eyes.  He replied that he was sorry she wasn’t going to see his tookis because that really was his best side and she was really missing out.  And to think – she couldn’t even tell him he was full of shit – ha!

He was equally humorous in the conference room and on the ride home but once there fell into the bed and crashed.  He called a little while ago to say he was awake but didn’t know how long that would last.  From the sound of him I’d say not long.  For those of you keeping track the doc says it’s all good and doesn’t want to see him again for about eight years.

So, now it’s nearly two, and I feel like I just started my day, which is good because five o’clock will be a nice surprise and bad because its unlikely I’ll finish today’s work.  The weekend already promises to be much the same, a lot to do and a limited amount of time.  We’ve decided to have someone housesit while we are vacationing next month, which means I’d better start cleaning now.  Plus there’s the ‘fix-its’ I wrote about yesterday and a couple of small sewing projects.  Finally I’ve declared this the final weekend for wedding dress shopping.  I won’t go into all the trials and tribulations thus far, but I will say I own three dresses right now, not one of which is quite right.  So, tomorrow I’m going to the largest, newest mall in the area and if I don’t find anything I’m calling it quits on white or light dresses and finding something I feel pretty in … that’s really all its about anyway.

I’m beginning to believe that the house is trying to tell us something, namely that we’ve been neglecting it.  Not our typical semi clean neglect, no, this is a little more serious.  A couple of weeks ago the power went out just long enough for us to rush around shutting down computers and power supplies.  When it came back on the ceiling fan in the living room began to make a noise resembling a baby butcher bird squawking for its morning meal.  A few days after that the dishwasher began emitting a sound that caused me to do a quick cat head-count for fear one was being washed. Hey, I dried one once, anything is possible. Yesterday I noted in passing that the screen and the frame on the back porch door have divorced themselves choosing to live as screen and door rather than screen-door.  The mosquitoes are throwing a freakin’ party…or maybe those little saboteurs caused the rift…who knows?  In any case I’ve a good idea what I’ll be doing this weekend and many more to come.

In other news, guess what D is doing tomorrow?  I had a photo clue but I left the memory card at home so we’ll have to go with a written hint.  “It involves a bottle of Miralax, two bottles of Gatoraid, two Dulcolax tablets and all the plain Jello he can eat.” Depending on how he feels after we are considering picking up our marriage license…or we were until he read in his prep directions that he should avoid ‘making important decisions for 24 hours’.  You think he’ll also find a direction stating that ‘honey-do’ lists should also be avoided?