Simple Process, Stylish Product

Tell me what you do– and I’ll nod my head politely while thinking to myself: “so what?”

Tell me how you do what you do– and you’ve got my attention.

Tell me a little bit about why you do what you do the way you do it– and you’ve won my heart and mind forever.

Dana Tanamachi + her signs = coolness squared.

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Good Morning, Darling

Zen-Den needed to get up earlier than usual to go to work.  He set his alarm clock, but I didn’t hear it go off.  He heard it and went into the bathroom to shower and shave.  While he was in the shower I woke up.  I often wake up early, so it was no big deal for me to get up.  I went into the bathroom where he was now shaving.  The following conversation ensued.

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Him:  Was it the noise from the light that woke you up?

Me:  No, it was the light from the water running through the faucet that did it.

Him:  Oh good.  I didn’t want to bother you.

Me:  Hmm…  *smile*

{a minute of silence}

Him:  What did you say?  How did the light from the water running through the faucet wake you up?

Me:  It woke me up because the noise from the light didn’t.  *snicker*

Him:  Oh.

{30 seconds later}

Him:  What are you talking about???

Me:  I’m talking about why I got up.

Him:  What?  Wait a minute… you knew what I meant!

Me:  Yep.  But it’s so much more fun to confuse you early in the morning.

Him:  You make no sense.

Me:  I know.  *giggle*

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… And who rocks at Mind Games 101?

I do believe that it is Ms. Bean.  

Oh yes, I do.

Take Me To The River

I wanted crab cakes.  So on Saturday Zen-Den and I went to a restaurant on the KY side of the Ohio River where I had some delicious crab cakes.  It was a sunny day, so after lunch we decided to walk across the Purple People Bridge on Pagan’s Path to OH.  After spending some time in the park along the river on the Ohio side, we walked back across the bridge to KY where we had parked our car.  Here is what we saw along the way.

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Helpful Signs

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The Purple People Bridge

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Pagan’s Path Plaque

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Blue Sky While Looking Up On The Purple People Bridge

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Cincinnati From The Purple People Bridge

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Original Rookwood Pottery Buildings In Mt. Adams

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The Serpentine Wall On The Ohio River

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Statue Of Cincinnatus

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Pedestrian Only Walkway On The Purple People Bridge

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A Kentucky Tree In Front Of The Ohio River

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The Stuff & Things Of Life

This year my desk calendar displays a vintage ad above each monthly grid.  January’s ad is for a Big Ben alarm clock.  The style of the ad is mid-century and the vibe of the ad is cheerful.  I smile when I look at it.

Unlike the nature photo calendars that I’ve had in the past, this one inspires me in a more creative way.  Suddenly I want to paint something– or bake something– or color something, even.  Funny how the imagery on something can influence me in such a way, but it does.

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I’ve always been fascinated by what objects people put around themselves.  I enjoy knowing what stuff a person finds important enough to keep on his or her desk– or on his or her kitchen counter– or in his or her magazine rack.  The little things that make someone smile.  Or be productive.  Or feel safe.

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I stumbled on this article about abandoned suitcases that were found in an old insane asylum.  It’s an interesting read.  The photos of the contents of the suitcases are amazing.  Plus there is documentation to explain who owned the suitcases– and why he or she was institutionalized.

There’s no way of knowing who put the objects into each suitcase.  It might have been the patient or it might have been the person who institutionalized the patient.  Or, I suppose, it might have been the nurse or doctor who came to escort the patient to the asylum.

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Looking around my home office I see the details that make it mine.  Like the calendar that inspires me.  Like the colorful Le Creuset mug that keeps my coffee handy.  Like the books in the old wooden bookcase that ground me.  And I wonder, what would I take with me if I knew I was going to an insane asylum… probably for the rest of my life.

Impossible to know the answer to such a hypothetical question.  Yet interesting to ponder.  On a Saturday morning.