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Is It Me, Or Is It Hot In Here?

July 14, 2016


4940200880_compI don’t have much to say today.

The air conditioning has been broken for 3 days now and counting, and it is going up to 90 today in New York City. Due to the tall buildings packed side by side without space in between, we don’t get much in terms of a breeze. We are all feeling a little wilted today, to say the least.

One might say this situation is for the birds. In fact, just this morning, a bird flew into the open kitchen window and we can’t get him out. Just to give you a sense of imagery: 25 foot ceilings, open floor plan, white upholstered furniture. This can’t end well.

On the bright side, the repair company called, and the part has arrived, and they will be out to fix the air conditioning tomorrow. A friend has graciously offered their apartment for solace if we can’t hack it one more night. In the meantime, I don’t have much to share today that is insightful, or even moderatly interesting, since I am distracted with life’s minutiae. The good news is, that my tart making class for Saturday is still on! The event was sold out, but someone just cancelled, so there is room for one more.

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If you would like to join us in my ( air conditioned!) home to learn the tips and tricks for making beautiful tarts, go to Keenobby to sign up. It will be lots of fun, and cool, even with both ovens on!

I am planning to get some great photos from the class to share with you next week, so stay tuned.

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For The Birds

July 14, 2009


Other than our daughter Bailey, who came into our lives 8 years ago, living things have not done well in our house. Plants have withered and turned brown. Fish have been found floating belly up in their glass bowls. The first, Swimmy the goldfish lived one week. His namesake, Swimmy II, lasted a mere 3 days. So it should come as no surprise that when the magazine editor offered us the beautiful parakeet my husband was photographing, I was a little apprehensive.

Knowing how excited Bailey would be to finally own another pet, I defiantly declared that I would NOT be taking care of it, and accepted this creature into our lives. Bailey was thrilled, and named her new friend Astro.

Later that evening, we noticed that Astro was not eating his bird seed. According to the websites we consulted, it is not unusual for a bird to need some time to adjust to his surroundings, so we decided to wait another day. Day 2 goes by, and still no eating. It might be a good time to note that although he is not eating, somehow he is pooping up a storm, into the cage that nobody has yet gotten around to lining with newspaper. Again, I mention that I am NOT taking care of him.

That evening, I finely chop some romaine lettuce and put it in the cage. In the middle of the night, there is a great flapping of wings awakening the whole family, and small shreds of lettuce are spewed about, but it appears that Astro has finally eaten!!!

Day 4 arrives and here I am, carefully chiffonading lettuce, finely dicing apples and juilliening carrots for our gourmet bird. Oh yeah, did I mention that I am NOT going to take care of him?

Photo: Spencer Jones / Glasshouse Images

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