Thursday, June 12, 2008

Little Etsy Bees and more.

It's June, it's June, it's June! I love summer. And boy, is it starting to get hot. As much as I like to complain about heat, it also rings in the season of BACON, LETTUCE and TOMATO sandwiches. You simply cannot have a proper BLT until the heirloom tomatoes hit the farmers' market. I'm praying it will be soon and I'll be stocking up on bacon today. annex on has opened and it is crazy fun! At first I figured it would be a great place to show off my collections of vintage handmade goodies and guys' stuff since I don't have any listed on this site. But before long, I found myself going all out and putting up everything. A little sampling:



The shop on etsy is called, of course, thebeeskneesvintage And I'm adding more vintage delights daily.

In other news, we leave for little Heather's wedding in exactly a week! I can't believe how dang fast this year is going. I know you always hear that time starts to fly by as you get older but jeez...

I can't wait to see Heather and B. She's gonna be the best bride ever. I'm packing up my emergency wedding kit even as we speak. Let's see... we'll need: 1 bottle of sparklie rose (aka: the boogie) from Kermit Lynch, loads of chocolate cookies (little Heather likes her chocolate chip orange Newmans cookies), sewing kit, extra lip gloss, powder for her cute little nose... Let me know if I'm forgetting anything. I just want to make sure she eats!

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Biking with Wendy.

Last month was my birthday and I'm old, very old. But, never you mind that. I still feel like a spring chicken! The important thing is that I got the best birthday present ever. I got Wendy.

I first spied Wendy more then a year ago. I saw her in the far corner of the living room in the house of my good pals, Kara and Chris. This might sound strange, but you can find bicycles there in almost every corner, even hanging from the ceiling. Chris is a serious master at restoring vintage bikes. And when I say restore, I mean, he lovingly, meticulously turns a rusting (but charming) old Raleigh into a thing just this side of amazing. He spends untold hours polishing the chrome, shining up old paint, oiling the wheels and gears and hubs. The action is so smooth, you would think you were riding one of those "retro" bikes from Anthropoligie. But unlike pretend old, it still shows all the wear and age that makes you fall in love with things vintage. If you look really close, you can make out an incredibly cute decal of a girls head and the letters W E N D Y going down the stem. So, I guess her name is Wendy.


I wanted to buy her months ago but was a little strapped. We were saving everything for our wedding and a new bike didn't seem like the necessity that finding a dress did. So I put it off thinking I would save up and get it when we were all done. And I promptly forgot about poor Wendy. But Alvaro didn't.


On the morning of my birthday, there she was in my very own living room with a tiny orange bow tied to the handlebar grip. I was so completely shocked that I jumped in the air and then immediately started crying. Later we went riding off down the street to get breakfast. And every last push of the petal was a delight.


p.s. if anyone needs a bike, shoot me an email and I'll ask Chris if he has any more like mine. I think he might have a whole garage plum FULL.