This is my new boyfriend, Dell. My friend sold him to me for $20~!!!! He can: play mp3s, show pictures from my digi-cam, play movies, do documents, connect to the skinternet, brush my teeth, comb my hair and show appointments. I'm totally in love with Dell, my new boyfriend! No, seriously adore this gadget. It's fun and I have no true need for it other than maybe to take on a long flight. ;) Do you see how flippin' small it is? It could fit in a large pocket! It's NUTS. Actually, Dave named it Claradell, which is pretty damn cute.

And now for something comPLETELY different...

Couple weeks ago, Dave and I went to Detroit to see Stevie Wonder. Part way thru the show I dashed off to the ladies' room and whilst I was away, a woman waltzed up to Dave and handed him TWO FRONT ROW CENTER TICKETS. It was astonishing and a total miracle. We raced down to the front and stood IN FRONT OF STEVIE WONDER while he did a fair amount of his most beloved songs. I bawled like a fat baby after 'Superstition'. Ranks right up there at the top of the coolest things that ever happened to us.

Ordered this super sweet fabric from Australia. Won't it make a spectacular bag? Yep.

Currently reading a dreadful slog thru the Beatles' lives, written by some darned Yank named Bob Spitz. WHY can't someone from the UK write a looong, well researched, unbiased book about John,Paul, George and Ringo? Too much to ask I reckon. And then there's Rebus. Just started Ian Rankin's mildly gruesome detective stories based in Edinburgh around a forlorn, curmudgeonly fellar named John Rebus. The first book 'Knots and Crosses' was the first one in a long time I couldn't put down. It was SO clever and so suspenseful that I have GREAT hope for the rest of the series. What enhances the reading is having been to Edinburgh, AND having seen the BBC miniseries on dvd from Netflix. I've got a mental picture of Rebus as he goes thru all his difficulties. "There's another side to Edinburgh. One the tourists never see..."
To back peddle a second, one of my favourite lines from the Beatles book so far is from a poem John Lennon wrote in school; "I sail the earth in yachts made of paper." Makes for a nice mental image.

On a final and fun note, http://costumeideazone.com/index.htm
has tons of great and awful halloweenie idears.

LOVE THIS BOOK.
(this was supposed to be at the bottom of this post, but couldnt
figure out how to get it down there)

SO. I got a wild hair to go to IKEA Monday. Despite crummy weather, one phone call was made to Ashely and we were on the road to Ann Arbor. IKEA's website lied to me. When I got there and made a bee-line for the textiles, it was sooo completely NOT what was represented on the
site. They took a number of different fabric patterns and made it all look like one kind of fabric - which made it look bonkers and would've totally been up my alley, style-wise. Woulda looked super cool in the spare bedroom that's been re-done.
If you go to the link, can you see how I would've made that assumption?
http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/60098131
GEEZ.
Man, it seems like with everything nowadays, there's always some kind of hitch, glitch, obstacle, shitty service, sub-par quality, etc etc.
Rant over. For now.

Oh. One more thing.

Am obsessed with a NewLook handbag pattern.
Sewing glue works REALLY well for cheating sewing.
I can't remember the sewing terms and techniques whatsoever,
seeings how I haven't sewn with a machine in over 25 years.
Don't have a decent machine, either. (have a little toy one, but it barely works. no zig-zag either, which is quite unhelpful)
Maybe can dust off the old Singer and fizzgure out what's wrong
wif it.

Ikea has excellent fabric. Am thinking about goin' yonder to the Canton, MI store.
I redid a spare bedroom in a modern, er, mod style. If I were very clever, I'd include some nifty pics. Might do that soon. Ikea's fabrics will fit nicely into the style of the room.

On a completely different note, we bought Stevie Wonder tickets. Have lots of Stevie vinyl.
Have to see these guys while we still can. Have deep regrets not to have seen Johnny Cash and Ray Charles when they came near enough to go. Now it's obviously too late.

An experiment in Narcissism

I love to read other peoples' blogs, but for me to do it feels like an exercise in narcissim. I will have to get over it. I just presume no one really gives a rat's arse what I'm up to or interested in besides my parents!
It will be fun to see how foxxy and glittery over-the-top I can make this page appear. Will attempt to load it with millions of pictures too.
Time for a list:
Current obsessions include;
fabric, mod prints
skirts
books about skirts
birds
anything to do with Vanessa Paradis
SuperTasty tomatoe variety from the garden
a-ha
Thai noodles