well well...monday i see you are at it again...

this day has already confused me a great deal.

on the one hand i held a tiny white soft feral kitten that hangs out with her tiny white sister and tiny orange tabby brother on my porch.   i have been working on it for weeks.   so i consider that a HUGE win.

on the other hand my best girlfriend molly aka mollsballs is moving across the universe (LA) tomorrow and this will be the last day i see her.

she should know that i am NOT happy for her.

i do NOT wish her well.

i hope she fails miserably out there and hates it and has to move back here to be my bitch again.

sorry.  honesty is the best policy.


AND everyone sent me hate mail about this photo:

i still think it's delightful.

circusy curtains and all.




it's shark week!!


sharks trying to eat people makes up for my sadness.




yesterday was weird but today is weirder


(my happy place)


it's almost like it never happened.

i worked my tail off for a client, hours on the computer, seeking out pretty things and cutting and slicing and layering..basic mood boarding.

then i was faced with client sticker shock.

estimates went over by a lot.


i am learning valuable lessons left and right.



i took a break from work to watch some real housewives of new york while i ate a fish taco.



alex is a model and works from a bunker..


ramona is a winemaker and i am so buying some...



the new housewife owns beaver shaving stores..



sonja is having sex with a seriously hot younger dude...


luann is having sex with david schwimmer:


and alex is still awkward:



and jill is crazy:



have a safe and happy weekend.


ramona's pinot grigio farts,

reader question: need your input

that sounded like a cry for help.

sorry...been dealing with a constipated 6 year old and a very sick cat all weekend. 

fiona's butt is on vapo-lock.

(taking suggestions unless your suggestions are miralax, prunes, prune juice, enema's and finger up the butt..bc i have tried all of those to no avail- am open to beatings)


a loyal and faithful reader who has a beautiful house she did up all by herself has a very good question she wants our input on...




I have a topic I'd love to hear discussion on - kids in houses. We just had grandsons, 3 and 7, for a few days in my newly reno'd digs and they were way more rambunctious than I ever remember my twin heathen girls and their sedate older bro being when they were tots. Then I read Lamp's comment about squashing the velvet on account of her babe.


What I'm questioning is at what point am I OCD when anxiety wipes me out when the kids are running through my house, climbing over the furniture (including my blue velvet chairs), pressing grubby fingers and noses against glass,TOUCHING everything and dropping shit on my rift-sawn white oak natural finish (i.e. not inexpensive) flooring? It's already been established that I'm not to be a disciplinarian as it may hurt my hubs' son's feelings.

 (reader's house)

Soooo, where do today's parents who care about design and how their homes present stand on kidos in homes? I want the kids to enjoy visiting us, but I designed my house (mostly, I guess) for my husband and I, plus adult friends, to enjoy. I have statuario extra marble island counter top (with full waterfall edges - another finish that was not inexpensive) that I'm constantly on apple juice patrol over. Am I too uptight? Am I wrong? Is there a stick I need to pull out of my ass?


I know it's boring shit, but I'd love to hear what your readers have to say on the subject if you have occasion to bring it up.  


Thanks and thanks just the same if you're not so inclined!


Warm regards,



my first reaction is to tell son in law to control his kids.

this is your house, not theirs. they are visitors no matter what.

yes, they are children..but i am hoping that your son is telling his kids to be cool around nana's nice things..

they need to respect that.  kids or not.

however...kids are clumsy by nature and boys are crazy and rambunctious by nature, so maybe it wouldn't hurt to cover up those velvet chairs for their visits..maybe no shoes in the house when they visit..and as for the fingerprints?? well, that's easy to remedy once they're gone.

as for your anxiety and nerves...do what i would do...

when they visit fill an IV with a nice carmenere or syrah and hook that shit directly into your veins..



what advice can you give?

***poop updates:  fiona came home from school and dropped off 4 baked potatoes.