T – 58 Days

I’m closing the book on another decade in fewer than two months!!!!!

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I’m taking solace in my new Peeps socks.

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I have 20 things left to do on my list and am trying to talk myself into staying calm.

I’m planning to finish Tender Is the Night this weekend (#28 on the Modern Library’s Top 100 Novels List). And I am going to try my hand at Tatebanko, the Japanese art of paper dioramas. Those who know me well know that I’m just crazy about dioramas.

I was introduced to Tatebanko after visiting the Museum of Fine Art’s stunning Hokusai exhibit last night. I noticed the Tatebanko of Hokusai’s Great Wave off Kanagawa in the gift shop and thought I would give it a shot. If I figure it out, I will post a pic. Wish me luck!

 

 

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Feeling Irish

Happy St. Patrick’s Day! I’m celebrating with a Shamrock shake, green Peeps, and some Cranberries.

This shake is totally worth the 600 calories.

This shake is totally worth the 600 calories.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I feel a little more legit about celebrating St. Patrick’s Day since discovering that I have a few Irish ancestors. According to AncestryDNA, I am 4 percent Irish!

I couldn’t help but feel 100 percent Irish at the Dropkick Murphys concert that I attended last week. This band was founded almost 20 years ago in Boston and bills itself as “Celt punk.” For as long as I can remember, the band has played multiple shows in Boston around St. Patrick’s Day. I decided that this would be the year that I put Dropkick Murphys on my birthday list.

I only knew one song going into it and I couldn’t make out any of the lyrics to any other songs, but I had a blast. Punk music with bagpipes, flutes, and young Irish step dancers = impossible not to have fun.

Courtesy of Linda

Courtesy of Linda

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And at the end of the show, they invited fans to come up on stage. Party time!

Courtesy of Linda

Courtesy of Linda

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I checked off another item last week: Visit the Cyrus Dallin Art Museum. Dallin was a sculptor who lived and worked in Arlington, Massachusetts, for more than 40 years. The museum docent, a sweet man in his 70s, told us stories about Dallin and his work as we made our way through four small rooms. Dallin was very talented and I enjoyed learning about his career.

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So that leaves me with 22 things left on the birthday list. April and May will be busy!

 

 

 

 

 

In the Spirit of Easter

 

Thanks to Daisy for reminding me about the Washington Post‘s annual Peeps diorama contest. Why do I forget about this every year? It’s pure genius. You must check out the diorama of Will and Kate’s wedding.

And Daisy sent me this link that features TV show dioramas. Love Downton Abbey!

Hope that everyone who celebrates Easter has a Peeps-filled holiday!

Return of the Peeps

 

Sweet jesus, the Peeps are back. I halfheartedly glanced at the Valentine’s Day candy in CVS, and there they were. Bright pink heart-shaped Peeps. And just around the corner, there were my old friends, the yellow chick and purple bunny Peeps. For a minute, order felt totally restored in my life. It is a great comfort knowing that there is a sizable supply of Peeps just down the street.

Speaking of comfort, I have discovered a scent that gives me an overwhelming sense of comfort….but I have no idea why. I call it:

The Mystery of the Iris.

Rewind to last fall. I was visiting western NY, and my mom and I popped into a Crabtree and Evelyn store in Niagara-on-the-Lake. Right in the front of the store was a new scent: Iris. I sniffed it. I thought, I love this smell. Wait, I KNOW this smell. I know this smell like I know the smell of my grandma’s kitchen, or the smell of the woods in my family’s backyard.

This was a “long ago smell.” A smell that I couldn’t get enough of. A smell that made me feel comforted and safe and happy. But I could not place it. I debated buying some lotion or perfume, but it was expensive. I soon forgot about it…

…Until last week, when I was shopping in Faneuil Hall, and walked by a Crabtree and Evelyn. I had forgotten there was a Crabtree and Evelyn there. I walked in and was greeted by the Iris. I sniffed it again and there were those feelings again. It was still expensive, but I didn’t care this time. I needed to figure out the mystery. I bought a small bottle of lotion. I use it every few days, rationing it so it lasts longer. I keep hoping that one day, I will remember why I remember this smell. Someone I knew must have worn this scent.

But who?

 

 

Where Are my Peeps?

Something is amiss. There were no Halloween Peeps at CVS, and now there are no Christmas ones. I’m going to have to broaden my search. I can’t live through another Peeps-less holiday.

And while we’re on the topic of mysteries…if you haven’t watched the new Sherlock Holmes episodes on PBS, you should! There are only three episodes, but they are winners.

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