I Love the 70's

Lately I've been enjoying a blog called Plaid Stallions and have decided not to keep it to myself any longer. Perhaps some of you have already visited.

If you grew up in the 70's and lived your life around the seasonal arrival of the JC Penny catalog you will probably love this blog as much as I do. I'm more of a lurker over there but I read every post. Mostly it's all about the toys, games and action figures, but frequently it's all about the stylin' 70's clothes and the posts about the clothes are my favorites. The commentary about the clothing ads almost always make me laugh out loud.

Here's a link to the blog itself:

http://plaidstallions.blogspot.com/

Here's a link to the posts tagged "fashion mockery":

http://plaidstallions.blogspot.com/search/label/fashion%20mockery

How to Kill An Hour or Twelve

Please witness my newest obsession. My friend at work Jogger hipped me to this website that basically lets you upload photos of yourself or loved ones and then magically superimpose the face on old yearbook pictures


I have been laughing like a donkey all night. Thanks Jogger!!


Here is the picture I started out with - it's one that I posted here on my blog several months ago:


and here are some of my favorite results as Lady thru the ages...


As a girl:

1952 1964 1966 1982 1988



As a dude:

1950 1952 1968 1986



Enjoy!

Love, Lady

A Quick List of CrabbyLove

I've been such a crab apple lately. Quick tempered. Ugly mood swings. Just generally unpleasant to live with. Even the cat doesn't want to be around me anymore except when I fill his food dish. Ungrateful bastard.

See what I mean? I'm foul.

Anyhoo... I started trying to think of things that I love so that maybe I can start to snap out of this horrible queen of the harpies phase that I seem to be going through right now. So I'm taking a deep breath and in no particular order here goes -

Love:

1. Mashed potatoes - and keep the gravy away or I will stick a fork in your eye. Gravy sucks.

2. Having 10 items in my basket and no one else in line at the 10 Items or Less check out line. It'd be heaven if I had cash with correct change.

3. Finding out yesterday on NPR that those stupid detox foot pads are a big hoax - just like I knew they were. Oh yeah. This reporter put them on her feet before she went to bed and when she woke up the next morning said they were disgusting, gooey and gray, but she took them to some lab at UC Berkley where they compared the amount of minerals the company who makes the pads claim they remove from your system in an unused pad to the gray gooey one she had used and found no difference. HA. Then to explain the gray gooey part she took a clean one and held it over a steaming tea pot full of hot water and guess what? It turned gray - that's what. I knew it was bullshit and I love being right. You can listen to the story here.

4. My haircut. I hated it when I came home from the salon, but it's grown on me, so to speak and now I love it. On a less lovey note though, I have noticed that no matter what hair style I come home with, when I style it myself I do it exactly the same as I always have done. No wonder it never looks like it does when my stylist does it. I always ask for something modern and updated, which she does beautifully, but my hands and arms are in some kind of style time warp and still treating my head like it's 1993.

5. Discovering the other day that Charley Boorman and Ewan McGregor did another motorcycle around the world series called Long Way Down. Fuck Ewan McGregor, he's OK I guess, but I'm all weak in the knees for Charley. I know it's strange and there is no accounting for taste, but I have this weird thing for Charley Boorman ever since I saw him half naked in The Emerald Forest, and think he is just about the sexiest man alive. Yeah. Well I did until I watched episode three in which while camping in Italy, he laid down on the ground with his knees in the air, held a Zippo to his ass, lit a fart and laughed like a hyena. I still love him any way. Maybe more now.

6. Marlboro Ultra Lights in a box. Don't worry. I'm not smoking again. Much. No really. I'm not - I'm just thinking about it a lot lately and choosing to over eat instead.

7. Clean sheets.

8. Dental floss.

That's it. I've been sitting here for 15 minutes trying to come up with 9 and 10 and I just can't do it. Why don't you tell me what YOU love... Make it good.

Love, Lady

Feelin' Groovy

Today, because I'm feeling a little blue and don't feel much like pulling a story out of my dragging ass, I thought I would take you on a little tour of Ladyland and post photos of a few of my favorite things around the house.

First stop - the powder room off the kitchen and the view of what you see when you sit on the can. Black and white photos of Paris in the 1950's that I cut out of an old calendar with an exacto knife and pasted into $5 frames I bought at Cost Plus.

Next Stop - The Den where you see a view of my favorite little nook which includes a painted screen (the other side is painted to look like shelves with old books) with a little Venetian marionette hanging on it, MDH's Superbowl hat from when the Patriots went in 2001, the little side table I trash picked 20 years ago and the lamp Amy got me for my birthday in 2006.

Here is what you see when you sit in my nook - a little thing we like to call "The Dude". MDH kept him as collateral for money loaned to a ne'er do well ex-girlfriend. She still calls sometimes and asks for it back, but he claims eminent domain and also knows she will never cough up the dough she owes him. The Dude is very fragile as he is made from cut and layered styrofoam, so we can't keep him anywhere near heat or sunlight. He really should be kept away from me too, as I have broken him in two different places over the years, betcha can't tell where! I'm crafty.
Now we're in the kitchen where you will see my lovely paint color test on the left that was given a rousing thumbs down by my friend Rachel who thinks I should go for a more vibrant color. I agree, but we're going to try to sell this shitbird of a house in the next couple of years and most house hunters seem to prefer bland. Oh yes, you can also see the most expensive art I have ever purchased - 4 black and white photos of the old North Market in Columbus back in the 1950's, in el cheapo frames I also bought at Cost Plus.

On the other side of the kitchen you will find my favorite cabinet filled with MDH's colorful collection of Comfest plastic beer mugs from every year going back to 1994. I bitch about them because they take up so much space in the cupboard, but really I'm just as sentimental about Comfest as MDH and the bright colors are cheerful. Also note MDH's other kitchen decor contribution - the Three Stooges sketch.

Last stop in the kitchen, my crab clock given to me by Amy for my 40th birthday last summer. She got it in Rehoboth Beach. She goes every summer with her family and always brings me back something cute. She also knows I love clocks.

I was going to post more, but I started to feel a lot better and almost downright groovy - so here's the last one. It's me, in my new favorite yellow sweater with my favorite Beautiful Katamari screen saver in the background and a post it note with the name of my new favorite wine on it (Bourgogne Pinot Noir 2004 Nicolas Potel). I have to go put on some Blistex now, my lips look chapped in the picture.
Have a groovy Monday.