Category Archives: Everyday Life

Please, sir…

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A PSA from Roux: Please be sure to feed your kitty before leaving for work.

We have a litter of three feral kittens under our porch at the studio. We’ve named them all: mom is Mama Sue, the orange kitten is Orange Kitty, and the two black ones are Mike and Jesus.

[Aside: A friend of ours grew up Irish Catholic, and as a kid, the only men’s names she knew were Mike (her dad) and Jesus. So when she played with dolls, she’d name the male ones Mike and Jesus. So awesome.]

The feral cat population in the hood is kind of crazy. We need to invest in some kind of animal trap to gather them up and get them spayed/neutered. We think Mama Sue is already knocked up again (either that or she swallowed a water balloon), and who knows when Mike or Jesus could start spawning, too? Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE me some kittens, but when the cat population outnumbers the human population, it’s probably time to do something about it. Instead, we just peer out from our studio windows and wish we could pet them. Because cats.

The end of summer


This photo makes me think of summers when I was little, when we would visit my grandma and find cicada shells in the trees. We ate the sweetest watermelon and spit the seeds over the fence, and one year, our very own melon grew in that spot. My dad would mow the lawn and there would be piles of green grass that I would dig in to make tunnels for my hot wheels. We rode our bikes around the block and jumped three-foot dirt ramps and felt like daredevils. We drank iced sweet tea and ran through the sprinkler and somehow life was so very… very.



This photo was taken in the spring, when it was cool enough to sit out on the patio and drink rum and read The Hobbit. Right now it’s 100 degrees out there, and the only way I’m sitting outside is if I’ve just jumped in the pool.

I always wonder why I’m still in Austin. I love so much about it – friends, a great apartment with a pool, a laid-back vibe, good food – but jeez, I hate the heat. I can look back through my blog archives and see over and over again this pining for scarves and pumpkins and snow and falling leaves. Is that something I can just visit each fall? Will we someday move back to the northeast, where there are tall, tall trees and rocky shores and turning leaves and that vast ocean? It’s a scary thought, but I still think about it most days. The other option is to win the lottery and live wherever we want whenever we want, with a good portion of the year in Paris. Yep, I think that’s the best option.

Making things


I’d like to say that I love smoothies. I mean, sometimes I do. I made this lovely little number a while back, with layers of mango, banana, and strawberry. And then I pretty much didn’t make one for months.

In other news, I’m feeling a bit creative again. It’s been quite some time since I’ve felt like being crafty or carrying my camera around. I have some ideas on things to start with – pulling out my film cameras, playing with some paper bits, maybe just sewing some napkins.

I think it’s because my days are so full now. I’ve been working so much lately, and after I finally pull away from the computer screen, I want to do something different, something not electronic, not connected to the world. Today I’m baking bread, and I might head to the studio for a bit to clean out my giant paper stash and just freakin’ do something with it. Although laying by the pool all day sounds pretty fantastic, too. I’ll report back. ;)