I spent my weekend smiling into shadows.A sullen teenager walking by my house. Hi! (He looked surprised.) A screaming child at the bookstore. Awwww. The kind of for-no-good-reason happy that has you looking for eye contact. Come on, look at me! I like you! I want to smile at you! La la la, anyone want me to make pancakes?
This is not like me, all this smiling, the eye contact. Pancakes. A near-sighted girl too vain for her glasses. (I learned long ago not to smile at people more than 5ft away as it is never who I think; the Girl Who Smiled Too Affectionately At Strangers forced to become The Girl Who Doesn't Smile At All, Her Eyelashes Not To Be Hidden Behind The Glare of Actual Vision.) But this weekend something shifted. My landlady invited us to dinner with our other neighbors, her home a topsy turvy mystery house she built herself using only recycled materials and found objects. We ate roasted chicken on her rooftop and drank wine, all of us characters from an Armistead Maupin story sans Jonestown, the children staying well away from the edge. The next day another neighbor baked us an apple pie--an apple fucking pie! And although I was in my bathrobe and had never been formally introduced I wanted to hug her, but not before I ransacked my own kitchen for something to proffer in return. Here kind neighbor lady! Care for some string cheese?
Then Sunday. Oh, Sunday. Easter, bloody, palm or passion, Sunday was the day of the Blog Out Loud event and I am still reeling from the kindness of strangers who are not at all strange. And here I gush: Megan and Rebecca are pretty much the most creative, dynamic women I have ever met. And genuinely nice. And, and, and: And I am thinking I should save the gush for a post when I can publish some of the video from said event. However, I would be remiss in not mentioning my fellow panelists who also deserve pancakes and pies, they are so rad: Sasha from The Bell Jar, Anne from The City Sage, Christiana from Ferm Living, Cassandra from Coco + Kelley and Lynn from Paris Hotel Boutique. A trickle of a gush, video content to come.
So yes, this weekend life was beautiful, la vie en rose, tra la la, the smell of bacon in the morning. And now I feel the need to give back to a Youniverse that is so Yes. Presenting the Second Annual Petunia Face Birthday Giveaway! Last year I gave away a fossil that not many people wanted; this year I am giving away a handmade scarf knit by Yours Truly that hopefully more people will want. Here is a pic of the piece that is in no way a master:And here it is modeled by the girl herself, alternating loopy colorblocks of muted pink, taupe, slate blue and cream:I believe the yarn is a cotton/wool blend, but I threw out the tags from the skeins and don't really remember. What I do know is this: it is incredibly soft. Not at all itchy. Like having butter wrapped around your neck if butter were fluffy squish and chunky wan. So I guess not like butter at all, but oh. 6"wide x 54" long. So here's the deal: in the comments section tell me why you think life is good. Cite specific examples, making sure to show your work. Then, next Sunday (my actual birthday), I will randomly-but-not-really (it is not at all scientific) choose an entry and announce the winner!
Thank you guys. Really, honestly, thank you for everything. If I could make the world a scarf today I would. Or at the very least a pie, but I am a terrible baker and have no apples.