tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29670296724145999922012-01-16T09:25:20.635-05:00A self-indulgent monologue of fact and fiction. The words and images are all my own, unless otherwise noted. Don't steal my stuff; it's bad karma and I'll hunt you down and make you wish your mother had aborted you.Hello. My name is Allison.noreply@blogger.comBlogger421100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967029672414599992.post-29421340666641224702012-01-10T14:27:00.000-05:002012-01-15T21:30:36.495-05:00

Self Portrait created for a project for Erica The Artist. I'm excited to be a guest poster over at Roots of She with something I wrote and some art I made for their Wild Woman Series. It is an honor to be among this incredible group of inspiring women.  Check them out! OXO Allison

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My "Home Sweet Home" board at Pinterest.com Have you explored Pinterest yet?  It's an online tool to visually curate and organize collections of images/videos you've found online (or uploaded yourself) that you want to save for future reference....recipes, home decorating ideas, style boards for yourself or your kids, holiday decorating, crafts, photos you love, exercise motivation, humor,

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A very happy New Year to you and yours! My BFF Susie lives all the way on the left coast.  We've been talking about co-creating a blog together for years...and now we have.  It's all about the things that make us go mmmmm. We'd love for you to stop by the blog, hang out with us on our Facebook page (we're giving away a prize when we hit our first 100 'likes', so hit that 'like' button) and

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The boardwalk in Seaside Heights  I'm collecting marriage advice. What's yours?

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I will be forty-five tomorrow. I’ve probably lived more days than I will live going forward, so the bulk of my life may be behind me. It is 3 a.m. on an oddly warm autumn night in New York City, and I ask myself, what have I accomplished in forty-five years? If I pay attention to the cacophony of Allison Trivia that quickly pops into my head, a partial list might read like this: I

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I love peanut butter cookies but since I was diagnosed with Celiac in 2009, I hadn't eaten one that brought me back to the taste I remembered from my childhood. I have tried many recipes, including variations on the one popular now that uses no flour at all, and although they were good, they weren't the cookie I wanted to eat. But these are. These cookies are equal parts crumbly and

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I want to eat St. Basil’s Cathedral; I think she’d taste like butterscotch. I want to trace her patterns, with my tongue. I dream of her, still, the most tantalizing confection, my neck stiff in the cold, from staring up, my lips as blue  as the onion  above the chapel of Saints Cyprian and Justina. I wish I were a giantess, tall enough to caress each luscious

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She acquired a shadow, a dark one, not quiet, securing the perimeter, seemingly irrelevant, toxic, like a mold between walls, foul scented, waiting.

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It was the smell of lilies, vile, and there were gladiolas, of course, and too many candles, lit and dripping, and dark wood, lots of it, not just the caskets. The walls floors, doors, ceilings, panel after panel, of dark wood. Dark wood, I repeated to myself, which reminded me of that show Deadwood, and I started to laugh, tried to choke it down, choked instead.

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The ad people at StriVectin have obviously never read Bukowski...

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I will miss the farm market and one of my favorite salads - fresh corn, tomatoes and cukes tossed with olive oil and lemon, topped with feta cheese.  I could eat this every day of my life.  I'm hoping I eat so much of it before Summer's end that I won't miss it when it's gone...

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Twin phone booths at the main branch of the library, a place so breathtaking it will stop your heart.  (First in a new series called Postcards From New York.)

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The flirty fruit man on 34th and Park, along with giving me a good deal on the usual stone fruits and bananas, gives me more interesting free things, like guinep, above left, a fruit from Jamaica, and the lychee on the right.  The lychee was the most delicious one I'd ever eaten - sweet, with a hint of tart grapefruit, super juicy and perfectly ripe. The guinep was something else entirely.

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Yeah, that's me and Michael Franti.  He played a free concert this morning near my office and I was so freaking excited to see him do his thing!  My boyfriend calls him "Giant Handsome Man", which cracks me up to no end (and which is very true)! The band was fantastic and the crowd had a blast!  This time last year I thought I was going to die. But today, as I danced in this insane NYC heat

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This is Joe, the window-washer, 17 floors up with balls of steel.  Yes, he's Mohawk.  And this morning he is cracking me up because he's goofing around and making a "war cry" every time he climbs out.   Thanks for starting my morning right, Joe!

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Hello, beautiful. I made this for you. OXO Allison You Are Beautiful from Allison on Vimeo.

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Blue sky on 5th Ave. Nice breeze, too. And giant red petals invisible to the eye, until you take their picture!

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We went for a walk in the woods, saw this leaf and I said, "How sweet! Love abounds!" Then we walked a few feet more and saw a homeless person with their pants down taking a crap...

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The color inside this plum is killing me.  It tasted as delicious as it looks.

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Time again for me to share some of the remarkable things my friends have going on in their worlds, because it would be selfish of me to keep it all to myself!  Me, taken by me, to show you my necklace. My adorable initial charm necklace was made by my bad-ass friend Stacy of Bella Wish, and you can get one (or another of her fabulous confections) here. Brandi is my yogalicious,

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My favorite bakery in Chinatown just so happens to be right near the courthouse where I'm on jury duty. Being as they are not gluten-free, I can't eat any of their delicious delicacies anymore. Now I just stand with my face pressed to the window staring in at the pastries and weeping...

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I am on jury duty. I like it. It won't stop raining here in NYC. Downtown is beautiful in the damp and mist.

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My phone likes droopy trees. My phone likes the edges of things. My phone likes to spy on people. My phone has a foot fetish. Yes, it does. My phone likes the back of his head and the Simpson sky. My phone is on acid.

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The view from my kitchen sink. I love to wash dishes.  I love the feel of the hot water on my hands, the rushing sound as it pours from the faucet, and the geranium scent of my favorite dish soap.  I'm not someone who meditates in any conventional way, but washing dishes feels meditative to me.  Whenever I move into a new apartment, there are three things I immediately change.  I install a

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Oh, happy day!  Freshly-baked 'rye' bread! NYC has a new gluten-free store named, aptly, G-Free NYC, located at 77A West 85th Street. I just visited, and the proprietor (I am assuming that was who she was; I was so excited to see what she sold that, although I hugged her, I didn't even ask her name - I'm sorry!) was SO nice and lovely. It's a very tiny shop, but very well-curated...not a

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Yesterday, a man with one arm questioned me on the subway about the book I was reading (which is a book that I first read in 1986, when it enchanted me, and still does...Slake's Limbo). I hadn't noticed he was one-armed until he pointed it out and brandished his stump at me from under his jacket.  He told me, "I don't settle when it comes to women.  They flock to me. I have my choice.  I can

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I learn something new every day. Today I learned about this which, I hear, is a viable business venture out on the West Coast, where placentas are freeze-dried and made into capsules that one can swallow easily. Am I the only person who never knew about this practice in humans?  Yes, I knew that animals do this, but I cannot recall any of my friends who gave birth having told me of eating their

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I've been a wicked lame blogger of late - the flu (despite having received the flu shot in October) knocked me on my ass and set me back months in my healing.  My energy is going towards getting my butt to work on time, then back home to bed as soon as I can.  It's been a fun month over here at Chez Enchanted Life.  Not very enchanting at all. But, my friend Christine of the hilarious Live, Love

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Click here for some freaky fun.  Turn your sound on and try out all variables in the upper right corner. Sending you much love today, and every day! OXO Allison

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The Temple of Dendur at the Met on a snowy evening is one of the most romantic places in the world.

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Yesterday's view from my office window. Icicles like strings of rock candy hang from my bedroom window screen.

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Enough?  I think so.  (Mac left, me right - one of our 'Double Trouble' series.) Oh, 2010...wow, what a year! Let's recap.  Hide your kids, hide your wife and hide your husband! January - A very quiet New Year's day spent alone, after a very eventful 2009 in which I had an ugly divorce, fell in love with an inappropriate man, went off the happy pills that had enabled me to stay

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Part of my rehab is taking slow, short walks and I just did and I saw a pretty church nearby with this cross out front - made of iron girders from the World Trade Center...

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My body is unwell. As I wait for answers, which should arrive in another week or two, my days consist mostly of resting and making sure I am eating enough to stave off nausea from the meds and halt the weight loss, as I've been disappearing before my eyes for the past four months.But yesterday was a good day. The humidity here in NYC dropped considerably, and I dozed on the couch with Pig

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My first attempt at stop-motion animation.(A little hard to see on Blogger...you can also see it here.)

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Heads or tails?

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Blake soon realized he’d underestimated her magic powers.

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Bitch, please.

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He swaddled me until I thought I would bruise; but only when he was gone did I suffocate.

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Roses are pretty, even in death.But they don't make very good weapons.

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Be back soon.OXOAllison

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