Friday, April 20, 2012

Check Out the Thing That's Keeping Me From Posting Here

I have a new blog, it goes with my Reiki practice.  Check it out!  I'll be writing about pretty much anything I feel is even peripherally related to Reiki.  I'm sure my upcoming post about how I fell asleep on my Reiki table and the rack tracks from the head piece didn't fade from my face for 5 full hours will have you on the edge of your seats

This blog was actually requested by more than one of my friends (what?  Two is more than one!).  A request like that is so touching it can't go ungranted.  Even if "ungranted" is not a word.  So, I'm at it.  I do realize that, to date, there are only 2 posts on it, and that doesn't really make up for my slacking off here, but I type slowly.  I've added it to the sidebar on this blog and here's the direct link. 

Sunday, April 15, 2012

The Oakhurst Castle

There's a lovely home on Fayetteville Road, which is just behind our own road, that we walk past all the time.  It's built to look like a castle though it is, in fact, just a 3 bedroom, 3 bathroom house.  It's really stunning, and we've always wanted to see the inside of it.  Today, because it's up for sale, we finally got to go inside the house.  We are not the only neighbors that wanted to see this place.  It was the most crowded open house I've ever attended.

Inside the turret, very cool space.
The house really is gorgeous, and we were entertained by some unexpected surprises.  The owners collect antique radios, which were fun to see.  There's a bird's nest with babies in it in the garden.  A huge luna moth lit on the front porch light and was on display for all of us to enjoy.  The artwork in the house was really great, my favorite being a large Frank Zappa painting,
The Sistine Kitchen
right next to a very clean, white sofa, if you know what I mean.  There is some really stunning glass work happening in there and an impressive Sistine Kitchen.  I loved the library, and the out building (which I failed to photograph at all, sorry).  Here's a few shots, and here's the link to the real estate site, if you want to see more pictures.
I took this for you, mom.  It's way better in person.
view of courtyard from master bedroom
View of the courtyard from the front porch.

Front porch
The library.  I wish I'd gotten closer to the radios, they were really cool.

There really are no words for how much I hate this new photo editor.  Anyway, after our thrilling tour, we hit the coffee shop, because it was just so beautiful outside, we really needed a nice beverage and to cop a squat out in the middle of it all.  Kate gave Sarah's doll a piggy back ride to Karvana.

Sunday, April 08, 2012

Easter 2012

The Easter Bunny delivered around 10PM last night.  He showed up with his friend, the Tooth Fairy.  We had just settled into bed and were about to turn out the lights when I heard voices from upstairs.  The previously passed out children, it seemed, we no longer in that state.  Indeed, this became clear as Sarah appeared in our bedroom, outstretched arm displaying her basket full of goodies.  We could tell she was very sleepy, she was a bit out of it.  We explained it was the middle of the night and she said "but Kate said it's the morning!"  We sent her back upstairs, then Jeremiah went up to see if they were actually bedding down.  They weren't.  Kate was just standing beside her bed, eating chocolate.  Evidently they did go to sleep, but not for long.  They were back up before the dawn, in our room, eating jelly beans.  Throughout the day, there have been a few brief pauses between candy-eating sessions.
The gang

Lenora & Charles with newly engaged Lindsey
We, of course, continued our tradition of the egg hunt on Third Avenue.  This year, it was much cooler out than it's been in the past few, and the candy was considerably less melty when the kids found it.  Nevertheless, faces, hands, clothing, parts of the sidewalk and plants and some of us adults were smeared with chocolately goodness.  At one point, Sarah came and leaned up against me and said she felt sick.  This was only temporary, and she managed to find and consume the contents of many more eggs before all was said and done.

The hyperactivity reached a somewhat startling level, causing me to feel exhausted despite my doing practically nothing.  Well, I mean, I stood around drinking wine and talking.  That's pretty tiring.  So it's no wonder that as the girls are snuggling in for their bedtime stories, I'm wondering if maybe I should just go to bed, too. 

Wow, the new photo editor for Blogger makes me feel violent.