wednesday aug. 6th, 2008- seattle

breathing more slowly now that we're actually in seattle. this place just makes me happy. and it's not just the coffee either. the energy here is nice and the anticipation that i'll see something wonderful is always great. the hotel we're staying in was built in 1926. the crazy characters on the side of the building affirm that opening on halloween day was the perfect choice.



and now we must feed the addiction. how great that our favorite coffee spot is just right across the street.





the barista explained to me that her tatt was an accordian exploding with rays of radness. i love that.


then we watched the paramount theatre sign light the sky.



while other signs quickly followed suit.



as we listened to a dog living in this apartment building who barked incessantly.



his bark echoed all the way down pine street. i woke up in the middle of the night and he was still barking his twilight bark. it would later become a running joke during the length of our trip..."i wonder if the dog's still barking?"

resurfaced

hi!
we had a great adventure. i took a few pictures. two. thousand.

i promise i will bore you to death with several of them over the next week or two. you will be tired of the eye popping beauty of our beautiful country and our beautiful neighboring country canada, by the time it's all over and done with. but for now, here's a taste.

gone to find what's left of my sanity

see you all in a couple of weeks. be well.

the other day i decided to go to the sacred ground where my new personal ikea store is being built. it is a heavenly place. it nearly glows with potential wonder and delight. it will contain things of smart design and furniture in flat boxes. of swedish meatballs and lingonberry sauce. of lovely saturated hues and indirect lighting.

the building is nearly built, the access road is paved. it is real. it's really, real.

they are building it and i will come. and i will smile like a stupid fool. because ikea is eye candy.

mr. ntm and the pb kid are sure i will be but a faint memory once the store is opened. but i'm thinking that i will see them again.

eventually.

the creation of one imaginative boy and a handful of straws.
oh, and a dog toy that was graciously loaned by two hospitable girl dogs. they didn't even mind that their toy was being used for a masterpiece.

and yet more handiwork.....



watching him create with such abandon made me realize how much i would like to be like him....fearless when it comes to my own creative endeavors.

she would totally kill me if she knew how often i photographed her while she was sleeping.

so busy

my good friend gillian and her sweet boy paid me a visit the other night. he is so full of life and wonder. everything is fascinating to him and so new. you can actually capture some of your own sense of naivete again just by watching him take everything in.

after they left, i had to laugh because i suddenly remembered when i was a little girl and my grandmother commented to my parents that she wished she had half as much energy as i did. i just could not figure out what she could have meant by that. but now i know.

does anybody else out there think gary oldman is sexy?