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For two years I've had an incredible Chihuahua named after an Asian noodle-naturally. He is the spark of joy in our household. Soba, you little scrumpet, I love you.P.S. I've written 500 posts on The Infinite Madness. 500?! I know. That's quite a bit. This has been such a wonderful creative outlet for me. Thank you to all my kindred spirits that keep me inspired, challenge my intellect, and best of all, make me laugh!
I'm a firm believer in creating alternative solutions for centerpieces. Flowers are magnificent, don't get me wrong. But I think it's fun to let the creative juices flow and try options nouveau. Last night I reworked my table-scape, and the pumpkin pyramid makes my heart happy every time I see it. Tres, tres Thanksgiving.
Friday I made Julia Child's recipe for Madeline cookies with Rachel. They turned out swimmingly. Saturday Bryan and I went to the Silverlake farmer's market and stock piled up on pluots, green beans, mixed greens, potatoes, cherry tomatoes, and shallots. Oh, and fresh flowers of course. Review image above. Urban had a special sale for employees, so Bryan and I bought some treasures on line that we've been pining for. Saturday night we went to the Hollywood Ward annual Thanksgiving feast, which was lovely this year. Sunday brought church, the appropriate time for my audition, see blunder {here.} and two movies; SUBURBAN GIRL and ADAM. How was your weekend?
Hands down, best movie to date. They did an excellent job keeping the screen play moving with interest. Particularly when nothing happens in the first half of the book. Loved it. That was the fastest two-and-a-half hours of my life. I cannot wait to see the dramatic conclusion. What did you think Potterheads?
In lieu of the film tonight, I thought you should see this clip. It's absolutely incredible. I am a minuscule fan in comparison to this dude's Harry Potter devotion. Who is going to the midnight showing of Deathly Hollows tonight?! Grab your snazziest dress robes and meet me there.
Last night's concert was in a league all by itself. Bunnie and I saw Blonde Redhead at the Music Box Theater in Hollywood. It was the culmination of everything delightful in one performance; incredible band, brilliant lighting design, clever set design, charming venue, and impeccable sound. At times it was almost too much to bare, because the experience was so spot on. Kazu was a siren calling her other worldly strains from an empty ocean. Amedeo went Jimmy Hendricks on us in the encore; thrashing about on the ground with his guitar. It was pure concentrate rock and roll.
He is my soul mate. Sometimes I look at him and think, "I am so very lucky he picked me." He's wickedly handsome, talented, thoughtful, kind, and extremely loving. He always expects me to give my best, even when I don't want to. He holds my hand. He helps others in need. He's handy, and can build or weld just about anything. He takes good care of our puppy. He's a great kisser. He lives for music, both listening and creating. He's my shopping partner extraordinaire. I love him and admire him with a higher frequency as the years pass. I am indeed grateful for my husband.
