HOUSE OF LUCKY

February 17, 2010

bewitched...

EGG-SHELLS

By Elizabeth Fleming

Oh, never leave your egg-shells unbroken in the cup;

Think of us poor sailor- men and always smash them up,

For witches come and find them and sail away to sea,

And make a lot of misery for mariners like me.

They take them to the sea-shore and set them on the tide-

A broom-stick for a paddle is all they have to guide-

And off they go to China or round the ports of Spain,

To try and keep our sailing ships from coming home again.

They call up all the tempests from Davy Jones's store,

And blow us into waters where we haven't been before;

And when the masts are falling in splinters on the wrecks,

The witches climb the rigging ropes and dance upon the decks.

So never leave your egg-shells unbroken in the cup;

Think of us poor sailor-men and always smash them up;

For witches come and find them and sail away to sea.

And make a lot of misery for mariners like me.

{poem via hayden-harnett}

February 15, 2010

playing hooky...

today i should be flying to vegas for magic...

however, i woke up this morning and changed my mind. i couldn't bring my self to drive to another airport, hop on another plane, squeeze my way through the other passengers to my teeny tiny seat toward the back, and sleep in a comfortable but only because I have been on feet for hours bed. nope, not this time.

instead i plan on spending the next few days

(i should be walking for hours and hours among the many, many booths at the las vegas convention center)

crossing things off my list...

1. inspiration board for our house

2. tax stuff (i know, maybe i should have gone to vegas)

3. yoga

4. valentine's day (it was silly... i don't recommend it)

5. take down christmas decoration (yes, you read it right)

6. make some changes and update the shop

7. cook in my new martha cast iron pot

8. laundry

9. organize tear sheets (for now... this is a huge job)