Friday, April 30, 2010

National Poetry Month Comes To An End


Passing Mile Marker 25, West Bound, I90

To say there are a lot
of trees doesn’t really
come close to describing
the population of evergreens
along this corridor. And if
it weren’t for the need of a clear
passing, there would be nothing
here but trees. So, I’m driving on
this asphalt road which keeps
the fecundity at bay, a demarcation
of nature. Though every few hundred
feet or so a daring branch
hangs over the shoulder of the road,
as if to say, Look out, we’re on
the move. And I’m taken by
all the degrees of green that wash
the periphery as I maintain
the posted speed limit of 70 mph,
but all I really want to do is roll down
my windows, stretch out my arms,
let the branches grab hold and yank me out.

Dan Morris 4/30/10

National Poetry Month is over.
So sad.
I have so much fun sharing Dan's poems with you.
We will have our final National Poetry Month celebration this Sunday.
Our friend Alena invited us to a NPM get together last week and she made a mean spaghetti sauce.
We got the recipe.
I'm going to share it with you.
Hooray for Poetry and Spaghetti.

Weekend Wishes

Fritzi and Roscoe

(Howdy Friends from Howdy Mates)

Treasure Hunt Friday went well.
We found many gifts for our dear friends.
This coming week will be a care package making week.

We hope you have a lovely weekend full of all things pretty.
We plan to watch lots of movies and Daniel says he is going to take me on a big date tomorrow.
I think we are going to reenact one of our first dates.
I'll keep you updated.


love love love you,
Kitty, Dan, and Bono Baby

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Dan Poem #29

Honeymoon Secret

(This photo was taken four years ago, on our honeymoon, before the duck incident).

Four Years Ago

Four years ago, we were driving south along
the Oregon coast, two weeks married and our decision
to move to Mississippi for three years
pretty much final, but there were still
uncertainties. We didn't speak about
the day before when we crossed over
to Oregon, where ten miles from the border,
a mother mallard and her five duckling
trial chose to cross yards in front of us.
Too soon to stop or swerve, a car right behind,
I had no choice but to keep strait, hoping
my truck wheels would straddle them all, afraid
to look in the rearview knowing
that I had damaged a generation.

Dan Morris 4/29/10

Happy Mail

Pin Ups and Ballerinas Ride Black Swans

Dan's anniversary gift from me arrived today from Beantown Handmade.
We are so happy with how Bono's pin up portrait turned out.

Beautiful Amanda of Amanda Atkins in a Canary Forest sent me her print of paper dolls.
I fell in love with this print because of the colors and the black swan.
I have been collecting black swans lately.

I can't wait to showcase this ballerina and black swan in my future guest room.

Amanda also sent me something she read about how to be an artist.

How To Be An Artist

Stay loose. Learn to watch snails. Plant impossible gardens. Invite someone dangerous to tea. Make little signs that say "YES!" and post them all over your house. Make friends with freedom and uncertainty. Look forward to dreams. Cry during movies. Swing as high as you can on a swing set, by moonlight. Cultivate moods. Refuse to "be responsible." Do it for love. Take lots of naps. Give money away. Do it now. The money will follow. Believe in magic. Laugh a lot. Celebrate every gorgeous moment. Take moon baths. Have wild imaginings, transformative dreams and perfect calm. Draw on the walls. Read everyday. Imagine yourself magic. Giggle with children. Listen to old people. Open up. Dive in. Be free. Bless yourself. Drive away fear. Play with everything. Entertain your inner child. You are innocent. Build a fort with blankets, Get wet. Hug trees. Write love letters.


Thank you Amanda, this was just what I needed to read today.


The Boat That Rocked

Rock The Boat

After four years of marriage my Daniel is beginning to figure me out.
When I get down take me out to rent some movies, get me a Super Big Gulp with lots of ice and let me cuddle up on the couch with Bono Baby for the night.
Last night his skills were put to the test.

The movie that really stood out to me this go around was Pirate Radio.
I'm a sucker for certain types of scenes.
I love it when people do little jigs in a film and I LOVE when people line up and walk in slow-motion (Swingers style).

If you do watch it, you must watch the deleted scenes.

Do you have a ritual that get's you out of a funk?

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Moonbeams Light My Way

With Mother's Day just around the corner, I have been in tall cotton this week.
My Mommy has been visiting and I have been taking advantage of every moment.

I'm in love with this photo of her as a young girl in Missouri.
She is my Moonbeam.

Happy Tuesday Dear Friends

p.s. Have any of you found the perfect Mothers Day gift?
I'm on the hunt.

update: My dear Mother left this morning and I am sad. I am thinking up a "giveaway" to perk me up.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

A Thank You From Our Bono Baby

Dear Friends,
Our Bono Baby is on the mend.
It has been an awful weekend for our dear little boy.
He did perk up a lot when he received his care package from his cousins, Nicole and Tyler.

Thank you for all of your thoughts and prayers and wishes.
Bono Baby now only has about 12 teeth in his mouth but he is going to be so much healthier.
He wishes he could give you all a kiss but his mouth is too sore right now.
Maybe in a week or two (and his breath won't stink).

We LOVE you,
Kitty and Bono Baby

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Guess Who Came To Dinner?

We went to the Falls to celebrate Earth Day.
We had some special friends come to visit for our Anniversary and Bono Baby's Friday ordeal.

I hope you watched that clip because it is classic Mommy and Dad CJ.
(Celebrating our Four Years)

Thank you so much for all of your kind wishes and thoughts.
Bono Baby is all ready for his big day tomorrow.
We will be officially celebrating our "big day" next weekend.
I won't be wearing my dream "Anniversary" dress but we will have a healthy puppy.

hugs, hugs, and more hugs

p.s. Does that video make you giggle or is it just me?

I'll Stop The World And Melt With You

Four years ago today my Daniel married me.
I still feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

Happy Anniversary Hot Dog.
I love you forever and ever.


p.s. Thank you for keeping Bono Baby in your thoughts and prayers.
Your comments mean so much to him (and us too).
Thank you for being so kind.
We adore you.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

We Need Your Help, Please

We took our Bono Baby to the vet this morning and we didn't get good news.
He is going to have an operation on Friday.
Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.
He is our whole world.

love you,

Kat and Dan

Sunday, April 18, 2010



The cedars behind the house still drip
rain that fell from the sky an hour ago.
Wetness steams from the asphalt
shingles like the result of incantations.
And out over the valley
between us and the northern face
of Tiger Mountain, more mist mingles
with those spirits drawn
from every roof in town. Deer settle
in grassed clearings, as birds resume
their verbigerations in the alders
to the rhythms of the dropping rain.

Dan Morris 4/17/10

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Raindrops Keep Falling

Our Estate Sale Friday went well. We came home with two more tea cup/saucer sets for our collection.
I can't wait to throw a lovely little tea party for dear friends.

This music box is so cute and I am seriously considering keeping it.
It plays "Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head".
Speaking of raindrops, this afternoon we had a "Mississippi-like" storm and it reminded us how much we miss our dear little life in Mississippi.

We found a number of other treasures for our shop.
This purse may be one of them, I haven't decided yet.

p.s. I had something out of the ordinary happen on our shopping trip yesterday.
While taking Bono Baby on a little walk where we were visiting, I found some money.
I looked around everywhere for the owner and found myself in quite the moral dilemma.
Let's just say, I was paid to go shopping.

Happy Sunday Dear Friends

Thursday, April 15, 2010

I Dig My Digger Dan

We are gearing up for our Friday treasure hunt.
Every Friday I go Estate Sale shopping with my Daniel, my Father-in-law, and Bono Baby.
It is my favorite day of the week.
While preparing for tomorrow, I realized that I forgot to show you my treasure from last week.
I try not to buy too much for myself and focus on shop inventory but I can't help myself.
I had to buy this Digger Dan book for my Daniel.
My gnomes love mushrooms.
The Sea Lion Caves were a family vacation destination and Dan and I visited it on our honeymoon nearly 4 years ago.

My "Digger" Dan took me on a doozie of a honeymoon.
We did what we do best, ROAD TRIP.

p.s. I plan to spend the entire weekend preparing goodies for the shop.
Look out world.
I Wouldn't Change A Thing

(Keep Calm Gallery found via Black Eiffel)

This past year has been a very hard year for our little family.
Things didn't happen the way we planned.
But for me, it has been a time to grow and find myself.
I finally know what I want to do with my life.
This insight (my greatest gift) came to me during my most difficult year.
It makes me so happy to know that I was blessed with that realization during such a difficult time.
(I desperately needed something good to happen).

This, my 34th year, will probably stand out as one of my most significant and special.
I am determined to look back on it with only good memories.

You my dear friends have been such a huge part of this process for me.
Thank you for inspiring and uplifting me everyday.
It takes a long time, a lot of hard work, and difficult times to "become who we are" but I think it is worth it.

Fritzi Marie

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Road Trip Poem

(In August of 2009 we flew to Tennessee to pick up a Penske truck full of treasure and drove it cross country to Washington State. This is us feeling optimistic in Cades Cove, Smoky Mountains.)

What The Road Presents

All that lies ahead of us is prairie grass
bending westward, pushed by the same
wind that pushes us two seconds
ahead of our imagined schedule. The disappointment
of The Corn Palace in Mitchell, South Dakota
doesn't hold much weight in our conversations
now as we pass yet another sign to Wall Drugs,
one hundred miles to go, and we hope
that this Americana misnomer will give us
something we're looking for.

Dan Morris 4/14/10
Align Center

It was a memorable trip for sure.
We went through so many emotions in that truck.
I wish we could leave tomorrow and do it all over again.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Be Our Guest

I've been itching to throw a little shin dig but we aren't in the "right" place to do so yet.
Instead, I have spent the morning reading about patience.
I am learning so much about patience this year.
Anyhow, I thought I'd throw a little party for us, right here.
What better place to have a shin dig.
A happy little blog party.

So, dear friends, lets pretend that I sent you a handmade invitation inviting you over to our little home to be treated very very special.

Imagine it for my sake.
If we are all patient, it will happen soon enough.
I can't wait.

Today I Am in LOVE with...

Shauna Murray has a sweet little shop where she sells illustrated wall and window decals. I am in love with these two.
You can find out more about them here and here.

I just had to jump on the bandwagon and share them with you.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Dan Poem

Driving South on Front Street

Driving South on Front Street trees gain more
prevalence as the town sits in the rearview
mirror. Spring is still arriving so undergrowth
has yet to be re-clad. Down off the edge
of road, the space that separates us
from the creek, where during the green of summer
we wouldn't be able to see, a lone deer
sits, on the years of dead alder leaves
antlerless and content, disregarding
the passing cars, just like the passing
cars disregard it.

Dan Morris 4/10/10

p.s. Dan has been singing this to me all day.
Oh, the joys of Spring allergies.

Friday, April 09, 2010

Skip To My Lou

I've been on a hunt for the perfect birthday gift for one of my sisters. She is re-decorating her bedroom in gray and yellow. I found her gift (I'm horribly impatient about birthday gifts) and I'm sending it to her early. Point being, my life has been consumed with gray and yellow (and lots of rain) this week.

April Showers Bring May Flowers

I'm still dreaming about perfect dress for "our" 4th wedding anniversary date.
Which one do you like better?

Oh, how I love dreaming about pretty dresses and finding the perfect birthday gift.

FYI: I spent today treasure hunting and I made out like a bandit.


You mean the world to me.

Thursday, April 08, 2010

Walking the Field

(path to the Walker Sister's home, Smoky Mountains)

Walking the Field

Out of green loam, dead leaves float
away from my feet as if making a clean
path for me to walk. But the wind
grows and confuses the fecund dance
into chaotic arguments and now
I am standing among the freshly rearranged
like piles of cast-off drafts of failed poems
or letters I'm afraid to address. But here
comes the wind again resorting
what I have finally come to know.

Dan Morris 4/7/10

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Spring And By Summer Fall

A few weeks ago I started putting my inspiration board together.
I wanted to dig out my old Domino Magazines from storage to get to these photo's of
Blonde Redhead's Amadeo Pace and Kazu Makino's home.
They have inspired me so much over the years.

I have been decorating our next home (in my head) and I'm way too excited about it becoming a reality.

My Mommy always told me to DARE TO DREAM.

Well, dear friends, I am wishing and dreaming about decorating.

Most of all, I can't wait to dig into my storage unit and do some Spring cleaning.
I have some serious treasure in there for the shop.

I'm hoping and wishing (and dreaming too) for a busy summer full of decorating.

I'm not the only one who dreams about decorating am I?

p.s. I can't wait to show you the two antique chairs that my Father-In-Law fixed up for me.
I owe him big time.

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

Dan Poem

Final Congregation

This is where the salmon gather, yawning
almost in unison, forcing the diverted
creek water through gills, as we,
who gather on the side
of the glass, witness their final
days, hours. It looks as if they're gasping,
gulping water like we would air at the end
of a fifty-yard dash we weren't prepared for.
But these fish were prepared for this. Not here
in a concrete holding pond, where vertical
and horizontal real estate shrinks every minute,
but out in the creek that constantly caressed them,
the current telling them where to go, until they
could go no farther: diverted--their only choice--
to this hatchery. But even now, a few still try
to climb on, break the surface of the pond,
with a hope new water will catch them, calling them
up stream, and a few unfortunate ones try
hard enough, only to find their efforts
land them in a waterless bed.

Dan Morris 4/6/10
The First Kiss Lasts Forever

Recently I have been re-watching some of my favorite movies from my middle school days.
Some Kind of Wonderful and Say Anything were two of my favorites.
I would daydream about the kissing scenes in these films.
I wanted to be Watts in this scene.

I also desperately wanted to be Diane Court kissing Lloyd Dobler in the Seattle rain.

Instead my first kiss was in a bathroom at a pool party with my best friends cousin while playing Truth or DARE.
How Romantic!

I like to think back and pretend that these movie kisses were mine.
I'm a silly girl like that.

Tell me about your first kiss,
I'm on pins and needles.


Monday, April 05, 2010

I Made A Button!

I learned how to make a button today.
Grab one if you like and share the love.

The code is waiting for you on the sidebar.

p.s. The first person to feature my new little button (and tell me about it) will get a special little bit of HAPPY MAIL from me. Also, I'll pick someone else out too. I'm nosy and I wonder what the button will look like on your blog.

Fritzi Marie

Sunday, April 04, 2010

Deviled Eggs, A Tie, and Chocolate Bunnies For Dessert

My Mother-In-Law hid the eggs this year.
The hunt was a tie.
Bragging rights go to my Father-In-Law and me.
We're the big winners around here today.

The sun came out for a little bit but not the way it should.
Well, not the way it does in my California or even Mississippi.

Bono Baby wore his bow tie but he didn't feel like being too braggie about it.
Maybe next year.

We had a lovely meal with my dear, sweet, wonderful in laws.
It was the happiest of Easter holidays.
Bono eat way too much ham but he says he could eat a little more.
Well, he thinks he can because he isn't wearing his bow tie any longer so he can breathe.

We hope your day was super special

p.s. I am looking forward to dessert: peeps and a Boehm's chocolate bunny.

Friday, April 02, 2010

Poems By Dan

Dan has been writing a poem a day for National Poetry Month.
We are only on day two but I love both of these poems and I want to share them with you.

On The Washington Coast

Through the screen door: the sound
of waves making their continuous
exchange, rubbing rocks raw, defining
the edge of where we are. Under the surface
humpbacks and barnacles travel north. Five
hours ago we were the last people in America
to see the sun leave the horizon, as if losing
sight of a town in the rearview mirror
that we'll never visit again. All there is now
is absence and the knowledge that nothing
will remain the same.

Dan Morris 4/1/10


If it were understood that cementing myself
to the side of this pier was a kind of commitment,
a conscious choice, choosing this place
rather than the corner of the mouth of a humpback,
my life might be viewed as a little more significant.
But my anatomy suggests otherwise. I am simply
meant to eat, perpetuate my kind and stay put. But
underneath all those facts, there is longing.

Dan Morris 4/2/10
Happy Easter Weekend Dear Friends

When I first moved to Seattle I thought I would love the rain.
I have until today.
I want to return to the Easter Weekends of my youth.
So, I found some photo's of those sun shiny days and they cheered me up a bit.

This is my Mommy and me. She recently gave me that maternity top (which my Grandmother made) and I hope to wear it someday.

I love looking at this photo.
I found it the last time I went home.
I had never seen it before and now it means so very much to me.
I love how I am cuddled up with my Daddy.

I have my Daddy's nose so he liked to take profile photo's of me.
I love that I still have that very same Easter basket to help me out on my egg hunt.

Thank you for going down memory lane with me.

I hope your Easter weekend is full of sunshine and chocolate bunnies.
As it should be.