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Some random things that are purple:
A Christmas angel. A perfume bottle. An inner self manifestation bowl. An amethyst crystal point. Tiny medicine sachets with herbs and spices. And the 3000 Would You Rather Questions book, from which I chose…
No. 409. WYR take a photo with Santa or the Easter Bunny?
Santa!
Mother, Debby, and me with Santa in Salt Lake City, 1990.
I will put this Instagram link here and hope very much that it works for you, because this video is not yet on youtube, or at least I couldn’t find it. If you watch “Labs of the Mohicans,” make sure the sound is on, and you might understand what motivated me to make today’s sundries include book, movie, soundtrack. All amazing in unique ways, much like Stella the yellow lab.
You could read the book. I confess, I didn’t read it when it was on the syllabus of one of my favorite classes taught by one of my favorite professors. I have the good memory of being taught it, but many English majors may remember the drawback of taking on extra classes because you love literature. If you multiply four lit classes by the number of books for each class, and add all the reading and requirements of your non-major classes, you have to make choices. I read parts of it, and in atonement, I plan to read it in its entirety now. I’ll see how that goes.
You could watch it. Because, good grief, Daniel Day Lewis. Madeleine Stowe. The rest of an outstanding cast. I plan to watch this again soon (not in lieu of reading the novel!).
You could listen to the soundtrack, some of the music so sweeping and powerful that unrelated movies have used it for their advertising trailers. I already listened to it again on Friday and have kept the CD handy to listen again while I’m writing.
On December 1, the World Health Organization (WHO) joins partners and communities to commemorate World AIDS Day 2024. Under the theme Take the rights path: My health, my right, WHO is calling on global leaders and citizens to champion the right to health by addressing the inequalities that hinder progress in ending AIDS.
December 1 is not only a call to activism and awareness on behalf of those living with HIV and AIDS, it’s a time to remember and honor lives lost to this pandemic.
Tom began setting up our tree a few days ago, while I unpacked ornaments. I took a photo of these.
In addition, Tom, our friend James, and I hosted a gathering at The Compound to contribute our signed reflections about John, James’s partner and our beloved friend, to a panel created by the NAMES Foundation’s Pete Martinez.
Pete was tireless in the time and energy he gave on behalf of so many people who died because of AIDS and the partners, friends, and families they left behind. He was a good friend to Tom and me. Pete died in 2001, a loss to the community and to all those whose lives he impacted.
I took a gentle break this morning as Tom and I were doing household chores and planning for the week ahead. Even when I’m alone at the table, I feel the presence of others. Possibly Lynne gave me the tin that holds my instant hot chocolate (it really is Swiss Miss® this time; it isn’t always), but she definitely gave me the little plate the two Pepperidge Farm® Milano cookies are on (thanks for the cookies, Tom!). The coffee mug is part of a set of four different van Gogh-inspired mugs from Tom’s parents many years back. During my break, I was putting together a menu and grocery list.
This is the beginning of preparation for our Thanksgiving holiday after Tom’s grocery run. There are still a couple of things missing, and these don’t include the food Debby will add. There’s much to be baked, boiled, and otherwise cooked or prepared, but the bulk of shopping is done. This has always been my favorite holiday, despite many past Thanksgivings I’ve experienced with fractured families, missing people, dramatic scenes, and loneliness. That shit can make for good, or at least interesting, storytelling.
I’m grateful for so much and so many every day, and I appreciate having a day when the nation pauses to be thankful–and maybe to do something to help others who aren’t as fortunate. I long ago opted out of Black Friday retail madness, something I’ve never regretted. I wish a good week to those for whom shopping is fun, along with gathering for tag football, watching football, playing board games, retelling stories, and being with family by birth or choice, or being solo and simply enjoying a day of rest, watching Netflix, or appreciating the animals who love us unconditionally.
If the holidays find you depressed, please reach out to available resources easily found online who can help you through it. If it will help you, volunteer your time at a shelter, a food kitchen, or a hospital or nursing home. Whatever you do or don’t do, whatever your circumstances or state of mind, YOU MATTER. Always believe it.
For whatever reason, I’m dragging today. Maybe I do know the reason. I couldn’t fall asleep last night for anything. I tossed and turned for a couple of hours, repositioned a couple of dogs several times, and finally gave up and changed rooms so I wouldn’t disturb everyone else. I wasn’t even thinking of anything to keep me awake or make me afraid to fall asleep. It just wasn’t happening.
But I promised unicorns, and unicorns it shall be. I’ll begin with this little dish that rests on my dresser. No memory of where it came from, but the only thing I’ve ever dropped in it is that magic token. If that’s not an apt description for a unicorn, what is?
The Unicorn Wishes set came with a unicorn, a mat to stand on, four scenic backdrops, and a book.
The unicorn is petite, but surely full of good vibrations. I’ll call her Wishes. And promptly forget her name. (One of many reasons this site exists: to be the Info Repository for my brain.)
I imagine I picked up this beauty at a craft or art supply store when I needed a unicorn for a photo shoot. Maybe during the Katnip series. Too lazy to search! I’ll call her Flower. Today, I used her to text birthday wishes to my friend Kathy: Making Me Laugh Since 1977 ™, including over the last few days.
Does this boy have a name? I don’t remember, but as of this writing, he’ll be named Secret. He has one. It’s harmless.
Now back to this, the OFFICIAL coloring book of The Magical Unicorn Society. Not to be confused with those fake coloring books, societies, and whatnots. This book gives an account of the different types of unicorns: the Gold Unicorn and the Silver Unicorn; the Mountain Jewels; the Water Moons; the Woodland Flowers; the Desert Flames; the Ice Wanderers; the Storm Chasers; and the Shadow Nights.
I colored a Shadow Night in July of 2020, and a scene with two Woodland Flowers in Sept/Oct 2020. As I mentioned yeseterday, I’ve kept the pages in the book, because of how it’s arranged by different unicorn groups and provides history. Which you know is all accurate because it’s from The Magical Unicorn Society. No naysayers need pop off like this is some silly made-up thing. This comes right from Unicorn canon.
Since I’d already colored the first two pages of the first section in the book, the Gold and the Silver Unicorns, back in April of 2022, I decided over the past couple of days to continue through the book in order. According to the history, these were the very first unicorns, born thousands of years ago, thanks to the misbehavior of another of Earth’s inhabitants, a Winter Dragon.
Maybe this fellow who’s been living in the toy chest since he was captured to put on a birthday cake is a Winter Dragon.
This malcontent attacked a pair of horses and chased them through a magical waterfall.
The waterfall transformed the horses into the Gold Unicorn and the Silver Unicorn. The two of them appear on the Magical Unicorn’s Society’s official crest. They represent power and prestige and are matched with the symbols of the four elements: earth, air, fire, and water.
The Magical Unicorn Society Official Coloring Book is for sale from multiple sources. If you or someone you know loves unicorns and coloring, I highly recommend it.
Taffy, who appears to be a golden retriever, tries to look innocent about where that hole came from, but the dirt on her nose and the fact that at least one of her pals seems to be pointing at her, gave her away. (All of these are Mattel dogs.) (ETA: I changed out this photo because I realized in this one, in the upper left, there’s a sliver of Delta watching from a distance. Who can’t have any cake because of the chocolate. Oh, the bitterness.)
That’s a cake I made to celebrate the 1.5-year May birthdays of Timothy and Rhonda. It was in May that our crazy weather and power outages began. Since then, several of us have dealt with sickness, some have traveled, and Lindsey and Timothy have had crazy busy work schedules. Today became the day we could finally all gather: Rhonda, Lindsey, (their dog Pepper), Timothy, Debby, Tom, and me for much needed friend time. Among us, we contributed “finger foods”: queso and chips, puff pastries with fig preserves and brie, chicken wings with three dipping sauces, tuna salad for petite sandwiches, fresh raw vegetables and fruits, turkey sausages, artichoke and jalapeño dip with crackers, guacamole, and hummus and pita chips. I didn’t take any photos except of the cake, though I did catch the two (May) birthday celebrants as we sang “Happy Birthday” to them.
It was lovely to be with friends again and to talk honestly and openly about how we’re all feeling and reacting right now. Our connections are important and to be cherished.
This is the book I colored from back in October of 2022. I think I posted it on Instagram but never on here. If you squint at the page I colored, you may be able to see how, for the framed pieces on the mantel, I chose to copy Rothko postcards that I own.
I thought Mr. Reynolds might be lonely, so I chose a different coloring book I found last year at, I think, Jo-Ann Fabrics and Crafts, to color a page to go opposite Ryan’s in my sketchbook. Is Mr. Reeves one of the best souls on the planet? Sometimes it seems that way. I found photos online of him in one of his kitchens at some time or another, and used a few of the details for my choices as I colored.
A cozy day reading with Ryan next to a fire in the library, or watching Keanu prepare a meal, sounds like a good time–though I’m content with how I spent my Sunday: good friends, family, dogs, and food.
Pick your heroes and villains, as you wish, starting off with Super Friends.
DC Super Friends Little People Figure Pack: Wonder Woman, Superman, The Joker, Batman, Robin, Batgirl, and Green Lantern
Superman, Batman, and Flash
A quite muscular Superman and quite petite but fit Wonder Woman.
A mysterious Batman.
Entertainment:
Two random aliens.
My Mad magazine Spy vs Spy guys!
Formerly of “Saturday Night Live’s” Weekend Update, actors, writers, and comedians Tina Fey and Amy Poehler.
Musician, songwriter, guitarist, and performer Jimi Hendrix.
Fandoms:
From the Star Wars franchise, Han Solo and Luke Skywalker. Disparity in height is due to different manufacturers. (A certain Jedi made me say that.)
From the Harry Potter franchise, Harry Potter and Dobby.
From the Twilight franchise, Bella Swan and Edward Cullen.
From Becky’s “Adventures of Katnip” blog series, Twilight’s Edward Cullen appearing as Star Bunni Keri’s “Lil Eddy” and The Hunger Games’s Katniss Everdeen appearing as Katnip.
That time I wanted to convert an action figure to The Vampire Chronicles’ “Lestat,” but when the action figure Angelica from Pirates of the Caribbean was a little too busty, I chose Twilight’s Victoria to become my Lestat.
TRIGGER WARNING: Real people affiliated with or in politics
Ruth Bader Ginsberg, appointed to the United States Court of Appeals for the District of Columbia Circuit in 1980 by President Jimmy Carter. Nominated as Associate Justice of the Supreme Court by President Bill Clinton, where she served during the presidencies of Clinton, George W. Bush, Barack Obama, and Donald Trump. Robert Mueller who served in various roles during the presidencies of Ronald Reagan, George H.W. Bush, Bill Clinton, George W. Bush, Barack Obama, and Donald Trump.
Candidates, Congress, and White House cabinet:
Elizabeth Warren, Massachusetts U.S. Senator; Bernie Sanders, Vermont state representative, Burlington, Vermont mayor, and Vermont U.S. Senator; Pete Buttigieg, South Bend, Indiana mayor, U.S. Secretary of Transportation under President Joseph Biden.
Candidates, Congress, and White House:
Hillary Rodham Clinton, First Lady 1993 to 2001, New York U.S. Senator, U.S. Secretary of State under President Barack Obama; Joseph R. Biden, Jr. Delaware U.S. Senator, U.S. Vice President under President Barack Obama, U.S. President; Kamala Harris, California U.S. Senator, U.S. Vice President under President Joseph Biden.
And my goodness, can that White House give you gray hair: Barack Obama, Illinois U.S. Senator; U.S. President.
Respect for standing by their convictions no matter how relentlessly bullied or by whom:
Stacey Abrams, Georgia House of Representatives and Minority Leader Georgia House of Representatives; Anthony Fauci, Director of the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases, 1984-2022 under Presidents Ronald Reagan, George H.W. Bush, Bill Clinton, George W. Bush, Barack Obama, Donald Trump, and Joseph Biden, 2nd Chief Medical Advisor to the President under President Joseph Biden; Volodymyr Zelenskyy, sixth and current president of Ukraine.
I have another action figure never removed from the box, and that’s where it will remain.
When I started the Sunday Sundries theme to replace Button Sunday, I didn’t mean that each Sunday would have a grouping of sundry items that had nothing to do with one another. Each Sunday may have related items*, but most Sundays will introduce some new and random thing. If you read here (THANK YOU!), you can always suggest something, and I’ll see what my home or environment provides.
This week, the group is PIGS! I’ve had to purge them periodically through the years, because they were given in such abundance, but here’s a good sampling of what’s around. These don’t include the holiday ornaments that are packed away.
A few Piglets from the curio cabinet in the writing sanctuary–this is the cabinet the Harvey flood didn’t get. A couple of the Piglets are Hallmark ornaments, gifts from Lynne.
Some of the stuffies from a cabinet also in the writing sanctuary. That very large pig on the left used to grunt “Jingle Bells” (and may still). It was a gift back in the early ’90s from Christine and John. Christine was another assistant manager at the bookstore, and if I’m not mistaken, I wrote this pig into A Coventry Christmas because whenever I got called to the cash wrap area, I took it with me to make our shoppers smile and reassure them the line was moving fast. At least a dozen times, men offered me ridiculous amounts of money for the pig. THAT is what comes of husbands and fathers shopping on Christmas Eve.
These are pigs who live in the toy chest that’s under the dining room window. I adore them, and most all of them are gifts. I found Miss Piggy at a thrift store to use back when I did Runway Monday, because Miss Piggy had been a client on “Project Runway.” Lynne once appeared in a home movie back in the Seventies as Miss Piggy. She was fabulous.
The living room display cases that came with our house at Houndstooth Hall (thank you, Mr. S) needed two photos to get them all in. These include pigs I’ve had the very longest. My original six to a dozen pigs all had names and stories, most of which I’ve forgotten, except for Jimmy Hogga and his wife, Mrs. Hogga. If any of these pigs happen to be excessively ugly, they probably came from Lynne and later her granddaughter Lila. Finding them to give me has been a holiday hobby for them.
These are the pigs who guard the pantry. That paper towel holder is from my brother. The cross-stitched pig is from my mother. The little quilted pigs were made from vintage quilts and purchased from an antique store in the Houston suburbs where Lynne, Tom, and I used to shop every Christmas for unique gifts for each other and family. I miss that store!
There are likely more pigs here, but these were the easiest to find.
ETA: GASP! How could I forget sweet Olivia who has her own shelf in the library; two bag clasps that hang out in the pantry; and the pencil holder that resides on my big office desk?
(Previous Sunday Sundries posts have included shells, bookmarks, Mary Stewart books, crayons, old blog features, oracle animal cards, romantic comedy DVDs, political buttons, items related to The Netherlands, random small boxes, bracelets, writing research aids, DVDs I’m watching, comics I’ve read through the years, Eddie Van Halen paraphernalia, Mary O’Hara books and some plastic skeleton photos, books to donate and some local Little Free Libraries.)
Friday, I purged our living room bookcases. I set aside around 120 books to rehome.
A few are paperback cozies that I took to various Little Free Libraries in or near our neighborhood on Saturday. Do you spy Jack on the right in the above photo?
The rest, Tom will box and take to a reseller. I doubt I’ll get any money for them, but they need to move on to new readers. I listed the titles so that if Jim and Tim want me to hold any of them back for them, I will.
A lot of those books are nonfiction, particularly related to the early years of HIV/AIDS. Maybe if people had read some of them, they’d have a better understanding of so much that happened with COVID. It’s called “woke” to think we should learn what science, medicine, sociology, and human experience can teach us from our history. I think it’s funny that “woke” is used as a pejorative.
Mostly, there’s a lot of great fiction in those stacks. The ones I love most I’ve read more than once; they’re only collecting dust here. They deserve to find new readers.
I also needed the shelf space–too many books were crammed in. They’re better arranged now (still divided by genre, and the two bookcases on the right changed very little). Tom adjusted a couple of shelves to make them look more uniform. Here’s how they are now.
I know I need to do this for the library shelves, too, but those contain literature, classics, and books I know I won’t get rid of for the foreseeable future. There’s really not a lot to rehome.
Little Free Library visits on Saturday:
If I read anything over the next week, I plan for it to be a reread of Mary O’Hara’s wonderful series. I first read a condensed version of My Friend Flicka as a kid, and my mother owned a copy of the third in the series, Green Grass of Wyoming. I think I was able to check out and read Thunderhead from the University of Alabama library when I was a student. I treasure this collection of library bound hard copies. If my memory is right, I had help getting them from my friend Steve V, who worked at a Houston independent bookstore (Detering Book Gallery) that helped customers find and acquire rare or long out-of-print books.
I’m putting the most recent musical homage photos from my Instagram feed behind the cut. There are some fun recollections, or if nothing else, the photos offer an interesting look at some of the T-shirts at Houndstooth Hall belonging to Tom, Timothy, and me. =)