What inspires the inscription of a life? This is something I was thinking about today as I stood at the Belvedere, one of my favorite thinking spots. This blog has remained silent for over a month now, not because my life hasn’t been worth inscribing and recording, but because my life is unfolding in a [...]
Posts Tagged ‘happy things’
graffiti on a riverfront railing
Posted in out and about, tagged happy things on September 28, 2008 | 1 Comment »
walking around downtown
Posted in out and about, tagged happy things on August 10, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
This morning I felt like taking a little walk. I headed north, toward the river, and made my way to the Belvedere. I stood at the railing and stared at the water for a long time, thinking very happy (but unbloggable) thoughts. I watched traffic traverse the Second Street Bridge just a [...]
a recipe for gazpacho salad
Posted in the domestic sphere, tagged happy things on August 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
By popular demand! Here is how I made my gazpacho salad. It was inspired by this recipe, but I made it my own (as Randy Jackson would say on American Idol.)
1 huge zucchini
2 medium tomatoes
1 orange pepper
1 yellow pepper
1 medium red onion.
Chop everything up. Throw it in a bowl. Salt and pepper. A few drizzles [...]
gazpacho salad
Posted in the domestic sphere, tagged happy things on August 4, 2008 | 5 Comments »
I have a weird and complicated relationship with food. Mostly, I eat what I want when I want it. I don’t pay attention to calories or fat grams or whatever, because I feel subservient and powerless when I do so. (I told you that this was weird.) I have been the [...]
a pack of puppies
Posted in out and about, tagged happy things on August 3, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Today I did one of my favorite Sunday afternoon things to do. I went to my favorite local coffee shop, bought a beverage (pomegranate iced tea), sat outside, read my book, wrote in my journal, stared off into space, thought some thoughts, and watched cars traverse the vast expanse of Bardstown Road. As [...]
receiving old letters in the mail
Posted in family and history, tagged happy things on July 25, 2008 | 3 Comments »
After the first World War, a number of my Sicilian relatives chose to emigrate to France instead of the United States, and in the summer of 1976, my great-grandparents Mama Teresa and Papa Charlie spent a month in France visiting those relatives. While there, Mama Teresa wrote several letters to her daughter (my grandmother) informing [...]
a box full of stuff and weekend plans
Posted in voracious verbivore, tagged happy things on July 10, 2008 | 10 Comments »
Before leaving California, I ended up having to ship some stuff home to myself because I ran out of room in my suitcase. Today the box arrived. It mostly contained books I bought at Acres of Books, one of the best used bookstores ever, but it also held other things I had forgotten [...]
a sunset
Posted in the domestic sphere, tagged comforting things, happy things on July 7, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Let us not speak of why. Let us just say that looking out the window at precisely this moment tonight, as the sun set over the Ohio River, was exactly what I needed.
kittycats
Posted in the domestic sphere, tagged happy things on July 6, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Today I walked into my bedroom and saw this. It is a true fact that the pleasures of cat-ownership greatly enrich the solitary life. Yes, I live alone, but my cats keep me company, and their needs provide order and purpose on the days when the solitude seems unendurable. They bring me endless pleasure [...]
genealogical research and subsequent revelations
Posted in family and history, voracious verbivore, tagged happy things on July 4, 2008 | 5 Comments »
I developed a knack for genealogical research while in library school and uncovered all sorts of interesting facts that filled in gaps in our family history. On my recent visit to California, my grandmother asked me to do some additional research, giving me a list of names and asking if I could dig up [...]
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