My little green bowls make me smile. Fill them with salsa verde from Trader Joe’s and I’m positively ecstatic.
Posts Tagged ‘As Pictured Below’
As Pictured Below: Felicidad verde
Posted in As Pictured Below, Eats, Home, Photographs, tagged As Pictured Below, green, heirlooms, kitchen, salsa verde, Trader Joe's on July 19, 2011| 1 Comment »
As Pictured Below: Robin or Tom?
Posted in As Pictured Below, Photographs, tagged As Pictured Below, Cheap Trick, concert, husband, postaday2011, Robin Zander, Tom Petterson on May 22, 2011| Leave a Comment »
Ah, the eternal question: Robin or Tom?
Robin Zander is still working the rock-star look, especially with a light layer of chin stubble (which I can make note of only because the husband got us awesome front-row tickets earlier this month), but Tom Petersson is rocking some eclectic bass player style, complete with a black velvet ensemble and thick black glasses.
How could a girl ever choose? Looks like I’ll have to go see them again.
As Pictured Below: I’m on a cow
Posted in As Pictured Below, Family, tagged As Pictured Below, childhood, cows, farm, grandfather, postaday2011, Scancafe on April 12, 2011| 5 Comments »
Just another day riding around on barnyard animals (avec supervision — if you look closely, you can see my grandfather’s boots below the cow’s belly as he hides from the camera).
Best childhood ever? You tell me.
As Pictured Below: My brother, the original photobomber
Posted in As Pictured Below, tagged As Pictured Below, brother, childhood, Easter, photo scanning, postaday2011, Scancafe on April 8, 2011| 1 Comment »
Because once you get a little brother, you’ll never have your picture taken by yourself in your Easter finery again.
As Pictured Below: Spider-Man and his trusty sidesnake
Posted in As Pictured Below, Family, tagged 1970s, As Pictured Below, brother, childhood, childhood fears, fair, fear of goats, goats, photo scanning, postaday2011, Scancafe, snakes, Spider-Man, Three Billy Goats Gruff on April 6, 2011| 2 Comments »
Why is Spider-Man holding a snake, you might ask?
Because the 1970s made NO SENSE, I would reply. Of all the things that we might do at the fair, my brother and I chose to sit on a bench with a guy dressed as Spider-Man holding a snake.
Also note that while I had just overcome a crippling fear of goats that came about after a tragic misreading of Three Billy Goats Gruff, I apparently had no fear of snakes AT ALL.









