Bionic Mamas

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Weekend: A Picture Book

Hey there buckaroos and buckerettes. Hope you’re having a nice weekend. We sure are. Here’s what we’ve been up to (post-sitting-around-in-towels):


We started off at the community garden, composting, planting in the tree well, and generally, erm, soaking it all in. Not pictured: the squirrel Sugar found in one of the cisterns, soaking it all in for the last time.


The spirea is blooming. I like to call it bridal wreath.

And the columbines are starting.

From there, the train to Chinatown (Manhattan version), for lunch, art supplies, and textile madness.

We did not eat in this very picturesque place.

Instead, we had Tasty Hand-Pulled Noodles, which sound dirty and taste amazing.

We bought drawing pens and an eraser shield at Pearl Paint, aka, EAR PAIN. Eraser shields kick ass.

And ate glittery sandwich cookies at Purl Soho’s new-location party.

Chinatown Loot
Loot! That’s a lotus root, by the way. They’re crunchy.

Purl Goodies
Presents! Purl gave us a gift bag. (We bought the thread.)

Home again, home again, lickety split. The Brooklyn Botanic Gardens, where we saw flowers, bees, and the Family O.

More bumble bees around this bush than you can shake a stick at.


A rainy day at home with WWOZ’s broadcast of Jazzfest and some crafty action.

Sugar made crepes!

And bread!

And turned Bionic’s students’ old papers into a dress pattern.

While Bionic sewed and embroidered and took pictures of her blue jeans, just for Calliope.

Wishing you a peaceful, happy Sunday.




The sweet (and eminently blog-stalkable) Nicole has tagged us for a meme! I do love getting tagged, must say. It’s one of those one-word-only dealios. So here I am, in uncharacteristic brevity.

Hair: admired

Your Mother: all-knowing

Your Father: gentle

Fav Food: meat*

Dream Last Night: lost

Fav Drink: iced

What room are you in?: bedroom

Hobby: what?

Fear: consumes

Where were you last night?: safe

Something that you aren’t: certain

Muffins: homemade

Wish List Item: tree

Where you grew up: Carolina

What you are wearing: soft

Your Pet: warm

Friends: surprising

Something you’re not wearing: underpants

Fav Store: Here

Fav Color: singular?

Last time you laughed: asleep**

Your Best Friend: laughs

Best Place you go over and over: garden

Person who you email regularly: Dada

Fav Place to Eat: outside

*Apologies to the Committee for Lesbian Standards and Practices.

And now I suppose I should do some taggery of my own, eh? Do you want to be tagged? Please be tagged, then. I mean it. Let me know if you do it, and I’ll come read.

Also, how about good ol’ starhillgirl, since tagging prompts her to post and I live for her posting? And familyo, if she can fit it in between Golden Girls episodes?