Miss Reet Loves Company!

About 25 years ago, an incredibly clever friend of mine, Stephanie, told me she dreamt that I opened a restaurant and called it Miss Reet Loves Company. I like that. I don't think I have the reserves of capital or heart that it would take to pour into opening a restaurant, but I do love company. I'd love to have friends over more often, but mine are far and afield, and it's a bit of a production for everyone to get down to my neck of the woods. I'm really grateful for the closeness of our little tribe and how much we all really love and (and thrive on) getting together.

Interestingly, I just came across an article that says extroverts are longer-lived. I think this makes sense.

I think this ties in more than a bit with the idea that laughter is the best medicine. Phlegmfest is this weekend and I am so looking forward to it. Himself has vowed he'll not exert himself and/or overheat but will sit talking and laughing, and will just generally enjoy being in the company of dear, loving friends.

According to Tolewyn,

...what is wrong with me is ADOP: attention deficit Ooh, pretty!

Guilty pleasure: Pam from True Blood

Recently we've been watching the Gothic Southern-fried soap opera True Blood, and I absolutely adore Pam. Maybe it's because she's ruthless but still manages to care about not mussing her favorite shoes. Maybe it's because she's just plain ruthless.

Or maybe it's because she wears too much pink.



However, Lafayette is actually my favorite in the series, and I don't appreciate Pam menacing him.
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Light posting whilst getting ready for Phlegmfest. The crisis I alluded to last week was this. Himself's pericarditis was quite a surprise, but the important thing is that he's well on the mend and that the whole episode was not, in fact, as serious as a heart attack. Life is busy and you have all the things you think you're going to fit into your day. Plans. Goals. Druthers. Then things come along that transform what is most present in your mind. Those druthers have a way of falling to the wayside and showing themselves for the peripheral details they are, details which often blur into the background, anyway. The important thing is he's getting better, and dear friends are here and on the way over the next several days. There will be lots of talking, laughing, good food and good drink.

I can't wait to see the tribe, and at this point, I sort of don't care that my cage needs hosing out. I don't think anyone will need a tetanus shot to enter the house, and I'll do all I can to make everyone comfortable. I'll try to pull focus from the mess by the clever staging of cute shoes and the deployment of heart-stealing puppies. :)

Yay. :)

Sunday, Puppy Sunday: computer specialist is on the case

Helping daddy with the computer.

just another night

Any day you walk away from is a good day.

I loves me some Taj Mahal

See him if you ever get the chance.  In the  meantime, enjoy Squat That Rabbit.

crisis managed, somewhat.

There were goings-on here this week of an urgent and grave manner.   Things have been managed and all seems to be settling down nicely, to everyone's relief.

Thanks to friends and family who have been supportive, and your warm thoughts and gestures are deeply appreciated.

Phlegmfest will occur as scheduled in about a week.  Seeing everyone will be a tonic to Himself, myself and teh puppets.

XOXOXO

See Praline chortle. Chortle, Praline, Chortle!

Praline is longing to go out and play fetch with the pink piggy Nostrildamus, but the piggy sessions are fewer in number and briefer in duration than she would prefer.  Praline has become quite vocal about her wish to play with the toy out back.

I have no wish to torment the little beast, but I do find it incredibly cute and sweet when she is so beside herself.

sorry for light blogging...

AEPilotJim is here as he had business in this region. He's helping get stuff ready for Phlegmfest while Himself's paw is all stoved up.

The puppies are doing their usual musical beds routine they favor when we have company, and last night they visited uncle Jim on and off.  Chuy, ever the gracious host, was apparently overly excited from the visit, and puked, but saved that magic for my bed, rather than the sofa with Jim.  I told Jim to thank me for the retch-around.

Other convo involved Himself saying something about things outside one's OODA loop.  Jim then said to me "that's a geek thing" and I said "I know what it is.  I've seen Willy Wonka."

Having fun. Hopefully we can get the place in a slightly better state before folks start arriving next week.  Temperature Wednesday and Thursday is supposed to be 100 degrees or higher.  Nice to have Jim here to see what a great difference the insulation he helped install next year has made in the heat.  This house is so much cooler. :)

And my friends are super-cool, too.  :)

I owe you a puppy post, but Blogger App wouldn't let me upload a picture.  I have pup pictures backlogged, so I'll try to get one up on Tuesday.  Hope you're having a great week. :)

very cool late 70s Brazilian music

Uniao Black  - Bandana

Superb bassline on this one. 
Heart of the Beat has compiled some exceptional and rare tracks.  Worth checking out and giving  a lisen or three.

currently digging to a profound degree:

Okay, you know that Fiat commercial from last night?  Okay, I remember very pretty legs, red/black dress, tousled up-do, the scolding/cajoling purring of Italian by a ridiculously comely lass, and then beginnings of a wickedly good song.

Turnrs out the song is by Willis, called Smokescreen. 

I'm so digging on Willis right now.


Love. Love. Love.

And just for giggles, here's the full version of Smokescreen - worth the listen - incredible vocals, smouldering in a way that should, frankly, happen more often.  This one goes to 11 on the yummy quotient scale.

Hayley Willis' voice is suffused with such a swampy stank that I marvel she didn't crawl from under a log in Louisiana.  Her band compliments these qualities note for note.  Great stuff.  I'm loving it.  Truly soulful.  Truly rocking.  Something new and delicious to enjoy. 

I don't know about the Abarth, but Do Want a Fiat 500

vase detail

a continuing fascination with glass

Something nice happened about a month ago. Due to an hideous misunderstanding on my part, I thought I was going to have to pay taxes this year. Therefore, when I found that not only was I getting a refund, but it was a fair one, I decided to splurge on this lovely vase I found in a local shop. Yes, it's an indulgence, but a very pretty one.

Tuesday night I started farting around wi

th my good Canon Rebel for the first time in a while. This image is sepia toned, maybe not the best photo ever, but you get an idea of the vase. For some reason, Blogger won't let me add another photo to this. I'll try to do another post.

The shop also has some vases like this with illustration plates of birds from old books, coupled with curlicues and lovely old writing. I may indulge in another one, but for now, I'm happy to have this pretty maid for my own.

Please excuse the praline fur on the surface of the headboard-- I wasn't thinking of dusting before I snapped the photo, but having a more decent camera means that sometimes it picks up things one prefers it had not. Double-edged sword, that.

[vase is made of glass-- sorry! I didn't clarify that]