Showing posts from May, 2010

More Vermont

Sam and I scored a deal on Groupon to stay at a resort in Vermont. It was lovely, like a castle, and we enjoyed just about every second of our stay. We got massages at the spa, which was Sam's idea. I admit to always being a bit skeptical of massages (strangers touching me? eww?), but I was a full convert. After we were done, we walked around like noodles, very happy and relaxed noodles.

We didn't really have set plans for the next day, so we took the scenic slow route home, driving through mountain roads and stopping when we felt like it. I love road-tripping with Sam. We listened to Psapp's album Tiger, My Friend which we both love. (links to two of our favorite songs there.) And then, because he knows this song makes me inexplicably happy, we listened to Hall and Oates "You Make my Dream Comes True" And when the song was over, I didn't have to tell him to restart it. He just did. He knows me so well. I rocked out, dancing in my seat, kissing his hand repe…

Sam, Collaged

I made this wee Sam collage out of pictures I took on a quick weekend getaway to Vermont. I'll say more about that trip in a next few days because I have more pictures, but these are the ones I'm in love with. I don't think Sam is crazy about all of these, but somehow they seem to capture what it's like to sit across from him at lunch. We were at lunch here, at some swank glass shop that had a restaurant to showcase their swank glass, and the restaurant was in this room that jutted out over the river. Okay, it was Simon Pearce, that's what it was. And now I have to put in another collage of photos from that place, but then back to Sam. [there's a me, a shot of the pretty room with a Sam, some of the swank glass, and two shots of our view out the windows.]

And here is what I want to say about Sam. Notice, in that bottom left picture of the first collage, that his glasses are on upside down. He's a silly creature, is what I'm trying to say. Often,…

Early Spring Commute in Pictures

[looking up, right outside the front door]

It's not truly early spring anymore, but bear with me. I took my camera to work one day, and snapped pictures all along the way. Here's what it looks like to walk to the train in early spring. It's a beautiful world, no?

[walking down washington]

[blossoms, up close]

[a house i'm obsessed with + tree i'm obsessed with]

[Cleveland Circle]

[train stop]

[train a-comin']



[once there, i play with very fat books]