Ah, under the canopy of the Amazon rain forest, so lush, so beautiful, so full of wildlife... well, in this case the wildlife consists of a herd of squirrels intent on consuming massive quantities of fermented maple seeds, thus blowing themselves up to gargantuan proportions and posing as presidential candidates... uppers, its Ohio at its finest! Really, it is beautiful, if you can stand the daily thunderstorms, and the humidity. (as a curly haired person, I protest this humidity from under an Afro of frizz easily mistakable for a pound and a half of cotton candy on my head and almost as sticky)
Toothsome, eh? White food and I'm not talking Caucasian here... Here we have the absence of color - no hue, not a speck of chroma, no saturation! nada... apparently the color is not alone in the dark corner it was banished to... the flavor is there too, shaking its spicy little head, ohhhh. Maybe I have been spoiled by California and Colorado, but my eyes bugged when I saw the first white bread and cold cut sandwich on her plate... no butter, no mustard, just bread and processed "meat" is that legal? OH no, here come the fiber police!
I imagine they were having a hard time, what with the fact that both the food and the plates were such a similar color, with people breaking teeth trying to consume the dishes... so they added dark green cups and little bowls for the rest of the food. (in their favor, they do provide tomato juice at every meal and don't question the need for 2 cups of hot water anymore...)
On the bright side, we did have a crafty time on Friday. Everyone got together in the PT room and made tissue paper "stained glass" collages. Several of the ladies commented that they did this in kindergarten, but everyone seemed to enjoy themselves and played along. I love that kind of thing and stopped in my quest to break the world speed record for creation of crocheted potholders, and joined in the fun! (the PT girls are great! Thank you PT girls. And Mootie improves daily, tho sometimes she doesn't want to admit it...)
On another note....
The heinous wallpaper of my childhood... still exists... a pastoral print of the English countryside in greens, browns and a surprisingly unappealing salmon(ella) color. It was here when we bought the house, we didn't choose it... In several places Emily and me painted over it, but along the way we lost interest and went to college followed by migrations westward. Now I have returned and low and behold, it is still here. Damn. So until we rip it down, I am painting over it with temporary art. Here is my mask wall. Improvement, eh?
On another note....
The heinous wallpaper of my childhood... still exists... a pastoral print of the English countryside in greens, browns and a surprisingly unappealing salmon(ella) color. It was here when we bought the house, we didn't choose it... In several places Emily and me painted over it, but along the way we lost interest and went to college followed by migrations westward. Now I have returned and low and behold, it is still here. Damn. So until we rip it down, I am painting over it with temporary art. Here is my mask wall. Improvement, eh?
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