spice of life

it seemed like such a waste to fill this spice container with spices, mostly because once filled...we'd have no idea what was in them. so. i got some moss and made 12 mini terrariums.
from this:
to this!
quite a satisfying project that corresponds well with our recent foray into the world of micro-farming.
many a homegrown meal has been enjoyed from the basil, parsley, arugula, rosemary and waaaaayyyy too spicy peppers growing on the porch!
here's an excellent tutorial for building your own moss terrariums:
BUILD a moss terrarium all your own
as a caveat, i want to state...while researching how to make one of these green beauties, i learned...yes, moss takes forever to establish itself and yes, it is environmentally not nice to do massive amounts of moss harvesting.
i guess to counterbalance that i'd suggest only using small amounts of moss to limit environmental impact.
that being said, i, of course, live in a dry, essentially moss-free terrain and had my mailed to me from the east coast.
whoops. will make up for this eco-blunder some other way.

don't leave me hangin' on the telephone...

feeeeeeeedback, originally uploaded by doll bombs.

call 1-800-PURRS-ALOT and kick them nasty thoughts.
mimi got smack.

air supply

as the $200 million needed to buy the Biosphere 2 never materialized, and the thought of living in arizona isn't very appealing at the moment...i'm going to happily forfeit dreams of living in this:
for a much more realistic dream of living with this:the ANDREA - learn more here
or just buy it, sight unseen. on sale october 8th, right here
i like when people mix machines with organic life.
it's almost romantic!

30-day challenge

wii fit mii, originally uploaded by doll bombs.

every year, post-birthday i vow to shape up. and then proceed to do absolutely nothing about it.
this year - wii mii isn't gonna let that happen.
i bought a personal trainer in a box and am taking the 30-day challenge.
we'll see how it goes.
today's day one and after a glass of champers and a 25 minute workout, i feel awesome, even though it's freaking hot doing kick boxing and inline skating in a non-air conditioned house.
today's calories burned = 109
calories in a glass of champagne = 91
so far, so good. time for lunch!

and if you want to know what my motivation is...
i have no idea how to fulfill this dream but i want to ride an ostrich. and figure i should probably shed a couple pounds before subjecting a giant chicken to that.
inspired by the Swiss Family Robinson and Tippi Degre.
living the wild child dream.

crave. wanderlust. escape. come in.

it's the curse of the gypsy - to both roam and nest at the same time.
and with at least one of my hungarian gypsy great grandmothers referred to as Suitcase Jenny, of course, i've got it bad.
that's why these are an absolute must-have want/crave/desire/necessity with an instant downfall...21st century speeds mean they've been re-purposed as Harold & Maude-esque boxcars that require land to stay put.
but they're ever so charming!
(and for sale, if you don't mind paying shipping from provence on something that is essentially the world's most bohemianly cute shipping crate)
oh, les roullottes, you're the ultimate temptation.
and you've been decorated so enticingly perfectly decandently, pour-me-another-glass of wine beautiful, all because of jeanne boyol.
the allure is all summed up quite well here:
Neither house nor hut, gypsy caravans are untiring travellers. Proof that true liberty indeed exists, they travel towards the unknown, forever imbuing us with their sovereign supreme audacity.
geez. i need a road trip.

because gingerbread houses are so overdone

where the wild things are.

seriously. scary.
and cobi, i blame you.
nebraska, what's up with your good ideas but your scary kids?
and of course, nobody can wait for the movie but i swear it wasn't karen o. OR arcade fire the first time i watched this trailer...



somehow explosions in the sky or sigur ros was playing in my head, but maybe it was all a good dream.