Shrunken wood

I couldn't resist mini ciabatta rolls at the store. Irresistibly cute baby sammiches. I totally fall for all the tiny cute sized marketing hype. Cocktail wieners. White Castle sliders. Mini-M&M's. Mini gold fish crackers. Mini muffins. Tiny cornishon pickles. Airline sized bottles of booze. If you shrink them, I will buy them.

Idle hands means anything and everything will be getting the wood grain treatment. I'm currently working on miniature wood grained puppies.

Wood grained fake guitar turned out to be less dork-tastic than I thought.

Pining after

The world's best-est limoncello ever! Beautiful chartreuse jewel toned colors from the Aaron method- combined with the delicious piney rosemary flavors of the Ed method. And the super aromatic kick from an armful of Davy lemons. Is good. Is very good.

No minors signage hung outside my bedroom. To help me stay out of trouble.

Woodie wagon is back in action. This time sporting fashionable Korean pine planks.

Cranking wood and pink balls

Still whacked out from jet lag today, but I stayed lucid enough to unpack some Korea loot. There wasn't any time to see the sights and wander and explore. So I visited the 24 hr Target equivalent across the street from the hotel. Random cheap goodies ensue.

At the Home Plus, I found things such as Crunky ball chocolate (Nestle Crunch in centimeter cube form) and Milk Ball candy. I just love saying "Crunky." And who can resist a cow holding a giant strawberry on a pink spotted milk can?

And I found the most awesome super #1 tie. White and grey and pink. With sequins! Pink is the new Black in Korea. All the boys were sporting pink shirts and pink hats and pink phones. The girls, not so much pink. Pink is the manly color of the moment. Wear it. Own it. Love it. Did I mention SEQUINS? Hawt!

And someday, I will be wearing a panda eye mask and a panda face mask. Panda branded cigarettes will hook naive impressionable me into a lifetime addiction to nicotine. But I will look stylish smoking cigarettes through a hole in my panda face mask. Bonus points for irony.

And in the hardware department, I found a hand crank coffee grinder, wooden spoons, no-underage minors signage, and wood panel shelf paper. Yes, I schlepped Korean vinyl shelf paper halfway across the globe and through customs.

Stalking hippies

Abundant oregano and marjoram harvest this week. If the supermarket can sell five tiny sprigs of oregano for $3, I should be able to make a fortune with these organical herbs!

And rainbow swiss chard are still going strong. Delicious. The ones at the store pale in comparison. 

Rhubarb went nuts this spring. I should have enough to make a pie with enough left over for something extra.

My OCD tendencies force me to spend time peeling all the Costco asparagus. Stringy woody asparagus drives me batty. Batty!

Hippie fusilli made with flax seed. Thankfully, it didn't taste like hippies or smell like patchouli. Omega-3 fatty acids are so in this year. Lycopene is so 2006.

Sprung

A most phallic looking mushroom erect under the meyer lemon tree. It's happy to see me.

Bam boooo!

Woody wagon paneling was looking a bit faded. It's time to start fresh with something new. In light of the current eco-chic trends, I may put up bamboo panels next. Faux vinyl bamboo panels to be exact. In this country, most of us embrace environmentalism only if it's convenient and makes us look good. And we only do it half assed.

Heavy handed

The bucket line commences again today.

Moving 30 bags of 50 kilo cement bags? Like carrying marshmallow peeps for manly men like us.

We head home a bit sun burned, quite a lot dirtier, and aching head to toe- hopefully with fuller hearts knowing that we laid a new foundation for the family, literally.

Woody emissions

Just when I thought I was being all cool with my woody wagon paneled Honda, this VW puts my car to shame with it's total and complete woodiness. And only a few blocks away no less. I'm feeling inadequate in the woody department now.



And wonderfully preserved factory made wood paneled Jeeps puts my roll of $7 wood grain shelf paper to shame too.



Spring cleaning time means many hidden vintage Ferraris see the light of day.



And eco-conscious electric golf cart hippies emerge in droves.



To balance out the RV's and gas guzzling modified trucks.



What the heck is a "Hanbag?" And why are there two of them?



And we're awash in VW buses around here. This one is beautifully restored and likely will cost more than some of those vintage Ferraris.



This one not so restored, but I covet it just the same.



And even more VW buses too numerous to post. Some of them even have creative aftermarket touches like rivoting half a Rubbermaid Roughneck container to the side of the engine compartment to increase airflow.



Mayhaps one day, collectors will seek out Chevy Sprints like they do VW buses.



Or Powder Blue Ford Fairmonts.



This motor home is bigger than my house. And it gets even bigger when it does the Transformer thing and extend out all of the moveable walls. 



I think they're going to go to Home Depot to bring back some steer manure.



In front of the bright yellow house is a matching bright yellow Fiat Cinquecento. I want to give it a hug.