glosses

Some good friends of mine are running a charity to try to save Vera Nazarian, a writer and a very good person, from foreclosure.

Vera has been through series of unfortunate events uncluding a crook who scammed her, illness, caring for her sick old mother (who has cancer), and her father’s death earlier this year.

http://community.livejournal.com/helpvera/751.html

I’ve contributed as much as I could. This is one of those moments when even 1$ donated makes a huge difference. If you can, please consider donating and/or spreading the word.

76. My new house.
77. Dreaming about dinner parties in my new house
(77b) note that planning a move into my new house and the remodeling hassle do NOT make me happy.
78. The smell of oil paints. It reminds me of my childhood, and my dad’s studio.
79. The fact that I’m alive.
80. That two of my lost-touch friends emailed this month.
81. Hearing my child say a word.
82. Autumn leaves.
83. Brushing my thumb across the bristles of a paintbrush.
84. Yellow roses.
85. That I am useful to other people.
86. Beautiful furniture (which I can’t afford).
87. Crisp autumn air.
88. The book “African Dilemma Tales.” I wanted to buy it since 2005.
89. A French cream cake from Masse’s, and I will be getting one in the end of December!!!!!!!!!!
90. Shiny things.

We moved here almost four months ago, and lived without a sofa (or much other furniture) all this time. We thought this time we would get a new sofa. I found a store I really liked, but alas, the 1000$+ creations are out of our price range.

Finally this sofa came up on Craigslist. It originally came from that store I liked. It’s used, but in a very good condition. Color is mushroom. Nor my first choice, but nice.

Paid 250$ and the guy delivered it for free. Neat.