Martha Thinks

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Teenage Boys Live Here

Here's a different use for Cran/Grape. Ocean Spray would not approve, I am sure.
Do I get it? No. My idea was "Olympic Snowman". Overruled. Like I said, teenage boys live here.

  • Update: Young Jack, our 6 year old neighbor - on a dare from his 11 year old brother - came knocking on our door telling us that our snowman was awful and that it would give the kids in preschool nightmares and that he was going to knock it down! He didn't. But the next day we came home and hmmm, it was in pieces. Brave warrior snowman.
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Monday, February 15, 2010

Carly and Molly

They are my nieces, first cousins a year apart, their dads are my brothers. They are sweet and lovely.
Cousins Matty and Ronan get into the action...
They checked their hair in the mirror behind them after every time I took a picture to make sure it was falling "just right." Then they pretended to ignore me.
The woman in me wants to tell the girl in them not to worry. You are beautiful. Just believe in yourself and the world will fall in place. And your hair looks great.
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Sweet Sentiments

These big glitter hearts were actually made for a middle school project about 2 years ago and I found them tucked away (well, tucked away in a plastic bag under a pile of clothes that's been waiting to go to Goodwill for a year), good as new. And, really to even get him to smile. Well, I won't bore you. You can almost tell what he's gonna look like all growed up.
X's and O's "smores" cookies made especially for Williams Sonoma that my sister-in-law, Jill brought along.
Yes, even heart-shaped pancakes. On this day, I am not bitter, snide or grumpy. I do not gossip or say mean things. The world is free from my criticism. I'm all about the sugar, darlin'.

Jill and Ric squeezing in a kid-free breakfast on the couch.
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More Valentine's

I make no pretense. We had company and so since we cleaned up everything looked shiny around the clean. (shiny around the clean? what does that mean? it's pretty funny, tho.)You know how that is? And since typically there are winter boots and backpacks covering every surface, I love having photographic proof that for a short while the kitchen was looking good. I like pretty, I like to make a little effort and I really do like Valentine's Day. It's girly in a sea of boys. It's a day to celebrate all that is pink!
I made these for all of my boys and their visiting cousins from New York. Kind Kyle, Charming Carter, Brave Brady, Darling Devin.
Now we're getting really girly. But easy. This "centerpiece" has lasted 3 days already. Floating flower candles from Pottery Barn with some rose petals. Feeling the romance yet?
This is a MOST funny self portrait, literally seeing into the future, as unbeknownst to me at the instant I took the photo my mother walked right into the house, right into the shot. Looking ahead, looking behind. Great, right?

After our great Valentine's Day pancake breakfast, we hit the road and headed up to Kennebunkport to check out our summer beach rental. For one week in August everyone in this picture (plus a few extras) will be making sandcastles, riding bikes and eating lots of ice cream. On this day, however, we could not wait to get off the beach. Frozen, all of us.

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Loving Bad Blake

Wow. What a performance by Jeff Bridges in "Crazy Heart." I won't give anything away, but it's a gem of a quiet little movie with Jeff Bridges showing the real underbelly of this character, Bad Blake. After one of his many nights of drinking, waking up with his greasy hair and bottle tucked under his arm you can practically smell the whiskey - and the stank - on him. His performance is comparable to Robert Duvall in "Tender Mercies." Both of these guys, you believe they are their characters. Right down to the age spots on their hands, worn in cowboy boots, suffer no fools mentality and Wrangler denim shirts that coulda been faded as much from the hot Southern sun as being washed a hundred times.
And then to my delight, Robert Duvall does come walking in to "Crazy Heart" delivering the most wonderfully understated performance. He uses few words to represent his character and in the end you admire him all the more for it. Maggie Gyllenhaal was ok in her role giving Bad Blake lots of dreamy looks but Colin Farrell as the young protege of Bad Blake who now headlines the shows; not so much. No zest, no excitement, no charisma for me. I know a lot of country singers (they are my friends) and none are as drab as him. My opinion.

But back to Jeff Bridges and Bad Blake. Since he is in every scene, it is his role that shines beginning to end. It's one of those movies that I can't stop thinking about. 4 stars. Loved, loved, loved it. I hope he wins the Academy Award for Best Actor. He deserves it.
He melted my icy blue heart.
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Friday, February 12, 2010

I Surprised Aunt Jane

My mother and I drove up to Concord, New Hampshire to celebrate Aunt Jane's 85th birthday and take her to her favorite restaurant, Olive Garden.
"They have great breadsticks."
"Don't you love the breadsticks?"
"I'm taking some home."
She's priceless. She loves her "Red Hat Society" meetings, so I gave her a pretty scarf to wear to the next one. Is purple her color or what?
So I worked as an undercover spy and asked the waitstaff to come over and sing Happy Birthday to her. Oh My Lord, it worked and caught her completely off guard. She loved it. She said no one had ever done that for her before! I wish I had known that, because I would have done it every year ; ) A sweet lady and apparently wrinkle free. Look at that firm neck! And no potions or creams, she's not into that. Just good genes that I'll be hanging on to for dear life.
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

A Milestone


50 years ago today, Richard Eugene Salz was born. He obviously had a thing for dogs from the beginning.


Could he have ever predicted what was in store for him having 3 sons of his own? Such is the mystery of life.
We humans must not dwell too much on the number, else we'd never get out of bed. I will soon have a number "5" attached to my name, but let's leave complaining for another day, shall we?
the requested carrot cake
(unfortunately a little- no a lot- dry, Alden Merrell will hear from me tomorrow)
and a pair of crazy-as-it-sounds-but-much-desired Muck Boots as a birthday gift made the night complete. In fact, he put them right on and took the dog to the park. Dogs don't really care about birthdays. That's another good reason to to keep the muddy paws around. They think you're like, 18 ; )

From the first pup in the baby picture, he's shared his 50 years with canine companions. Dinah, Deegee (Dinah's girl), Tara, Sunny, Zach, Cody, Max, Dakota and the current
owner of Rich, a black lab named Bono.

"a walk we took
my friend and me
so muddy paws
here they be"
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