It’s Wednesday again. If you are in need of something to be happy about, please give me a page number from 1 to 612 and another number between 1 and 30, and I will consult the happy source:
Will there be photos with my answers? Dare to dream.
Do you need happiness?
Can I have page 41, item # 12, please?
(feeling birthday-ish, here)
“rock caves”
I can’t take you spelunking today, so will you be satisfied to go inside the smaller world of one of my geodes?
Oh, I like that picture. I hear tender tinkling chimes….
Thanks, Becky! : )
Your answer for sent me to one of my favorite entries of yours, this one. 5 out of 5 Mark G. Harrises recommend it!
That is a nice post to return to. =)
P.S. My answer for Gary probably sent you into therapy.
hahaha!!
Yeah, totally, but I didn’t want to bring the Hump Day Happiness down any. : )
Page 11 number 18 for Dash
Page 111 for me number 1
Dash:
“archeology buffs”
You:
“old country inns to get lost in”
Here’s one for both of you–the gardens between some old country inns. While you explore inside, Dash can dig outside. At least until he gets caught.
Mendocino, 1998
We both like archeology last night was watching a show about the excavation of the Donner Party camps! Go figure.
page 56 number 14
(I could use some happiness, please. The freaking computer is down at home AGAIN!!!)
“copperware”
I could show you the difference between the bottoms of my pots and pans versus my mother’s, but it’s too disheartening that I didn’t inherit the good housekeeping gene. Here’s a set of salt and pepper shakers she found at the Guild (I know you remember the Guild) and gave to me.
Your computer–it’s because Mercury is in retrograde. (I think you need your own laptop that no one else is allowed to touch.)
I think you need your own laptop that no one else is allowed to touch
Hear, hear!
81 no 19 please!
“a blanket of vapor on a still summer day”
New York City, June 2007
I love it! New York and summer – thank you!
Page 77, number 9, please.
“frosty weather lunch or brunch”
You’ll have to take my word for it that while this was what was in front of my camera, behind me, my sister and mother were putting together a brunch of eggs, bacon, sausage, fruit, grits, and homemade buttered biscuits.
Salt Lake City, November 1990
That pic is awesome. It reminds me of the ice storm we had when I lived in Lexington.
They are so beautiful but so deadly.
My roommie and I were in the process of moving and had two apts and no electricty at either place for a week.
page 3 item 29, por vavor Senora.
“paintboxes”
Used this photo before, but it’s a nice one.
Ummmm…may I please have page 6, # 25?
Of course you may.
“wall storage systems”
Since you saw the SATC movie, you’ve seen the “BIG closet”:
Not quite as glamorous but with the same attention to my need to have more than the tiny closet allotted to me inside the house, in my garage, the “TOM closet”:
*sigh*
Photographic proof that all the goods guys are either taken or straight. (Or in this case, both!)
Page 61, number 19. NOW.
I am working on revisions. I could use some happiness.
Sorry for the delay, Endora Joan. I was out shooting. Either you or someone else has had this before:
“old mechanical banks”
I don’t have an old mechanical bank on hand, but I do have a shot of the Heights State Bank, built in 1925 and allegedly once held up by Bonnie and Clyde. In the years I knew it, it was a great nightclub called Rockefeller’s where I saw such acts as the Neville Brothers. Under new ownership, it’s now called Rockefeller Hall and has been renovated on the inside to host private events. Here’s the way it looked for me today:
82 and 5, but please substitute every other word of your answer with the word “butt”.
I know this is your attempt to get a photo of Tim from behind, but…um…no.
“kidding around with your child”
Makes me think of THIS photo, one of your own:
I hope I’m not too late. Maybe page 9, number 23? Please.
It’s never too late.
“true, lasting values”
I had a hard time figuring out a photo for this, though–values are such individual choices. In the end, I decided to try to show a visual of the best piece of advice I ever got from my parents. I didn’t always follow it, but IT was always right, whether or not I was.
Page 531,#25.
Rick, OH
“rustic, weathered boards and planks”