Monthly Archive for April, 2008

Walking wrong


Makeup by John Maurad and Jenai Chin. Photo by Tom Schierlitz

There’s a long but interesting article in NY magazine titled “You Walk Wrong.”

Shoes are bad. I don���t just mean stiletto heels, or cowboy boots, or tottering espadrilles, or any of the other fairly obvious foot-torture devices into which we wincingly jam our feet. I mean all shoes. Shoes hurt your feet. They change how you walk. In fact, your feet���your poor, tender, abused, ignored, maligned, misunderstood feet���are getting trounced in a war that���s been raging for roughly a thousand years: the battle of shoes versus feet.

I wonder if Southerners are less prone to the foot injuries the article mentions. We in the South are so fond of going barefoot. (As I am now.)

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LBC
on 30Apr08
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Sherry

Funeral services for Sherry Gill, 56, Rainbow City, will be held at 10 a.m. Thursday at Harvestfield Church. Pastor Eric W. Reaves will officiate.

Visitation will be from 5 to 8 p.m. Wednesday at Morgan Funeral Home.

Sherry went home to be with her Lord and Savior on Monday, April 28, 2008. She was the Preschool/Children’s Minister at Harvestfield Church and loved to spend time with her Harvestfield Kids. Sherry had a passion for children and served in various Children’s Ministries for the past 30 years. She was a 1973 graduate of Pennsylvania State University, with a degree in Medical Technology.

Sherry is survived by her adoring husband, Allen J. Gill; her two children, Kristie (Zach) Abercrombie, Andrew (Lori) Gill; and one grandson, <a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/damecatoe/tags/elias
“>Elias Abercrombie.

Others include her mother, Sarah (the late Arden) Hartman; brother, Roy Hartman; and sisters, Sally (Jeff) Guillaume, Jo-Ann Barnes; brothers and sisters-in-law, Eugene Gill, Richard and Kathleen Gill, Robert and Pricilla Gill, Edward and Debbie Gill, Joseph Gill; nieces and nephews, Richard Guillaume, Todd (Barb) Guillaume, Brian Barnes, Brandy (John) Mays, Eugene Paul Gill Jr., Daniel Gill, Tony, Stephanie and Christopher Gill, Ginny (Brian) Bummer, Matthew Gill, Edward Jr. and DeAnna Gill; six grand-nieces; one grand-nephew; five aunts and three uncles.

In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to the Harvestfield Children’s Ministry.

by
LBC
on 29Apr08
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Bring on the funk

Kris and I spent about three hours yesterday cleaning out our new basement. We wanted to de-funk it so we can re-funk it. So, if you come over to our place and find dryer lint and dog hair in the basement, that’s old funk. If it’s cat litter or dried Cheerios, new funk.

And if you find a scary lovely piece of lawn ornamentation that looks like it went to Mardi Gras, it means we pulled her out of the trashcan after we realized it was not a voodoo priestess lovingly crafted by friends.

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LBC
on 28Apr08
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His sweet is sweet

In the past week, both of my grandmothers have admonished me about bringing Ben by enough so that he knows who they are. Yesterday, I swung by GJ’s on the way home.

Ben brought out his Top Shelf sweetness. He walked over to her and raised his arms and she was able to lift him (!) into her lap. He enjoyed some apple juice and generic Ritz crackers while reclining in her 93 year old arms. It was impossibly sweet.

I was over there when Kris called to say that a friend’s mom is in the hospital and not doing very well. May they receive all the sweet they can get.

by
LBC
on 25Apr08
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Mundane

It always feels surreal to me that in the midst of personal madness, be it sickness or health, the mundane marches on. Houses to be bought and sold, chemotherapy and colon removal… utmost upheaval and still the laundry piles up, the pantry shelves go bare and the days keep unfolding.

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LBC
on 25Apr08
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Retro red

If I was trying to restore my new kitchen to its retro 1950s glory, I would so get this red bread bin.

The floor of the kitchen is black and white checkerboard linoleum. The insides of the cabinets used to be red. And I need to take a photo of the wallpaper I unearthed over the weekend.

The upper cabinets are only 10 inches deep. Our dinner plates are almost a foot wide. This either means buying some sort of shelving to stack the plates vertically or removing some cabinet doors. I’m leaning toward the latter.

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LBC
on 23Apr08
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Knobby

What am I missing about this knob that makes it worth $140? Imagine, if you will, that it would cost $5,600 to outfit my new kitchen cabinets with these knobs.

Now shake it off because that is absolutely insane.

Currently, the kitchen has chrome disc knobs. We picked out some black discs.

The kitchen has 40 knobs. Shipping charges included, the 40 knobs we ordered were about half the price of one of those copper star knobs.

I cannot fathom spending over $100 on a single piece of cabinet hardware.

In my book, a “luxury” knob is anything over $6 apiece.

Does this make me cheap? Or a rational human being?

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LBC
on 22Apr08
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The crazy patrol

This week, I came down with the foo. Not the flu, because there were no chills and no fever. Maybe allergies? Something that causes sore throat and body aches without fever or snot. The foo.

Foo-striken as I was, I skipped out when Kris took his parents to see the new house. I really wanted to be there when they got the grand tour, but they didn’t get into town until after 8:30 and by then, Tylenol PM sounded too good to pass up.

But I did get to give Dad and Patsy the grand tour at lunch today. They marveled at Ben’s room, the basement, the deck and the yard.

And the requisite crazy has already begun. We’ve had the key since Monday but have yet to get any copies made. We forgot to get the water changed over to us.

Jaimie didn’t have any other jobs lined up today, so she agreed to come work for Moxie, but we hadn’t expected to start so soon, so we didn’t know for sure what rooms were ready. She would probably like to kill us, so we offered to cook her dinner.

I knew the house was bigger than the duplex, but I’m used to seeing it full of furniture. Now that it’s all bare, I realize that the house is huge.

I am amazed at how peaceful I feel when I’m there. I in no way doubt that it is where God wants us to be.

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LBC
on 18Apr08
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Snarking your special moments

I’m glad that I only have to tweak the weddings and engagement photos when Cyndi’s on vacation, because I can’t stop myself from critiquing them.

When someone sends a good photo that happens to be horizontal, they may not realize that section style dictates the photos be vertical. (If you send in a horizontal pic, it usually gets cropped to a square. For maximum engagement inchage of you and your beloved, send in a vertical pic.)

Mostly, though, I harsh on the people in the photos. Sometimes I will think “that’s a pretty dress” or “what a nice bouquet.” But not usually.

Thoughts from today’s tweaking:

“What is this, the bridal scowl?”

“He is so going to cheat on you.”

“He’s gonna use you as his sugar mama.”

“Aww. You either love him or couldn’t do any better.”

“That’s nice lighting.”

“That’s too much eyeliner for daytime.”

I have a cold, black heart.

by
LBC
on 17Apr08
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Return of Saturn invite

From the No Doubt album Return of Saturn, I learned that (supposedly) the planet Saturn is in the same position in the sky the year you turn 30 as it was the year you were born.

The slope is my joke that it’ll all be downhill from here.

“thirty” font is MammaGamma.

by
LBC
on 16Apr08
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