A Mystery Solved

Well the mystery has been solved. If you read the last post you know that something was amiss at the condo.

On Friday, I came home for lunch to surprise the kitties and I walked in on this.
Vivienne, my dress form, was sashaying down the hallway as if she were on Project Runaway. She sure was strutting her stuff.

And in my clothes!




Vivienne has been stealing clothes from my closet and she's been going for the good stuff

Like my opera coat. I love this and wear it only on the most special of occasions.



And my black velvet jacket! This is a holiday party staple!



And this one is the kicker! She wore my most favorite black velvet dress. I wore this to a Christmas party with a beaded black choker. You know the kind you would see on Nicole Kidman. I really felt pretty that night!




Here's a closeup of the faux fur trim. This is an off the shoulder dress with a fitted waistline and it's subtly sexy and elegant too! I bet she's stretched it out.
She's bigger than me in spots, if you get my drift.



And then the kitties told me that this is not the first time Vivienne raided my closet. They said she'd been wearing lots of my things. Like my white linen shirt from Land's End.



My grey cotton jersey I wear when I play tennis.



My lagoon blue hoodie from J Jill.



My Eddie Bauer cardigan with a cami underneath. She stretched that one out.



And this one ha, ha! She couldn't even button it! Oh duh, of course she couldn't!
She has no arms!



And throwing my black blazer over it doesn't help much.




She even got into my lingerie and she paired it with a fur wrap. Which by the way is hers. I bought it for her as a welcome present after I rescued her from the antique store that was going out of business. Some gratitude huh?



So after interviewing Vivienne's "accessories", the kitties, I gave some thought to
what I should do about the problem. In the meantime, Vivienne confessed. I didn't even have to twist her arm. Oops, that was not nice. Yup, she folded like the collapsible form that she is.

So I told her she's a lucky lady. I could have her cuffed, brought down to the police station and fingerprinted. Oops, I guess we can forget about the handcuffs and fingerprinting.

I told her they'd take a mug shot and it would not be in a flattering light.



Or from the best angle. She now understands the error of her ways. She can't just take clothes that don't belong to her. In the future, she will not steal my clothes and eventually she will buy a few outfits of her own. In her own style.

As for the kitties, they promised not to keep secrets from me again.

All is right in the household again.

Something's amiss at the condo

Something's not quite right at the condo. I can't pinpoint it but I'm getting a vibe.

He won't let on about it. Can't read his little poker face.



Speaking of Poker Face, he does resemble Lady Gaga, don't you think?





She's not talking, she won't even make eye contact. She looks like the cat that swallowed the canary.

I think these two have a secret. This requires further investigation. I will keep you posted.

In the meantime, enjoy a tune from Lady Gaga. If it doesn't load automatically, scroll to the bottom of the page and click on Poker Face.

Sweet ending to the Cape Cod adventure

We're at the end of the Cape Cod posts. We ended our day in Orleans. Lori Lee had the Hot Chocolate Sparrow on her to do list so we decided to check it out. It's a coffee house/dessert place. My sister and I actually think the name is kind of creepy. To me, it conjures up images of the gulf spill pelicans only this time they're sparrows covered in chocolate. But anyway, the place itself was really cute and we didn't see one hot chocolate covered sparrow!



If we had needed a snack, we would have taken a seat and I would have tried the frozen hot chocolate. It was almost dinner time so Lori Lee bought some desserts for her cooler and we asked an employee to recommend a spot for dinner preferably on the water and specializing in seafood. She recommended the Orleans Inn.



A few right and left turns and we were pulling into the Inn's parking lot.



After spying the view, we decided to eat out on the covered deck. The weather was perfect for outdoor dining.



I opted for the clam roll and fries and ice coffee black of course!




Will you look at those fries? Just how I like them. Crispy on the outside
and soft on the inside. Such potatoey goodness!




This idyllic spot was beside the Inn. To the right, picnic tables were set up and we saw a young family enjoying their dinner there.



The hydrangeas were in full bloom and gorgeous!



Next door to the Inn was this windmill.



Lori Lee was fascinated. She loves windmills.



Aw, do we have to go home? None of us wanted to leave but it was getting late and we had a two hour drive ahead of us. Actually we're driving through Boston at this point.



Once I see the Zakim Bridge I know I'm home. A beautiful sight. And believe it or not, I actually knew the man this bridge was named for. His name was Leonard Zakim and he died too young. And that story is for another post.

If you haven't read the whole Cape Cod series, you can check out my other posts by clicking on the side bar.

Marion's Pie Shop of Chatham

After the Lavender Farm, we headed to Chatham. Lori Lee wanted to visit Marion's Pie Shop. She had brought a cooler with her and she wanted to buy some sweet and savory pies to be enjoyed later.



The shop was small and charming inside and out. I opted for a frosted hermit cookie which was delicious.



If it were dinnertime I would have purchased a seafood pie. I love seafood pie and I am sure it doesn't get fresher than on the Cape.



Lori Lee is comtenplating her selections.



We parked next to this house in the lot for Marion's. I spied a german shepherd in the window and it's bark was none to welcoming. Poor baby, maybe it wanted some pie?




Park? We say "pahk" around these parts.




I just had to take a photo of this sign. Obviously, Marion has a sense of humor.

Can you believe one daytrip requires multiple posts? Next stop, Orleans.

Cape Cod Lavender Farm

Last week, I made a daytrip to Cape Cod. I already posted about Sandwich, Massachusetts in a previous post.

I had read about the Cape Cod Lavender Farm in Victoria Magazine and I decided since I was not going to be in Provence any time soon I might take a daytrip to the Cape to see the lavender there. My friend Lori Lee and my sister joined me. Lori Lee had been diligently calling the farm every week so we would know when the lavender was in full bloom.



There was a cute shop on the premises. We bought some lavender products.



If I had a garden, I would have bought a lavender plant.



Here's a view of the inside of the shop.



Aw,the fresh scent of just picked lavender.



Such pretty colors all around us.



There was even a fairy garden on the grounds.



Love the dark blue lavender.




All of the lavender at this farm must be hardy enough to survive the Cape Cod Winters.



We had a wonderful time at the Cape Cod Lavender Farm. Afterwards, we headed out to Chatham and Orleans. Read all about it in my next post!

Breakfast at Wimbledon

I held my annual Wimbledon Breakfast party on Sunday, July 4th. I had hoped the Gentleman's Final would not fall on the fourth of July but it did. So we celebrated the fourth of July with a British theme.



We had assorted crackers and cheese to start. Then some fruit salad served in a bluebird bowl I picked up on the Cape on Wednesday. (see prior post)



I went with a white theme with purple and green accents. Purple and green are the colors of Wimbledon. The teapot napkin rings were a gift.



My sister made panko crusted goat cheese for the event.



Here's the goat cheese atop mesculun greens with red grapes and pecans. We served it with a raspberry cabernet vinaigrette dressing.



My friend Mary made the bacon and onion frittata and I made baked french toast.



Even my teacups had the purple and green theme. I served a loose tea (Harrod's No 42) and Twinings Earl Grey and Harney's strawberry kiwi in tea sachets.



Mary also made scones for the occasion and we had lemon curd and strawberry preserves along with mock devonshire cream from my sister.



I had favors for those in attendance. Little note pads with big ben and a double decker bus on the cover.

We had a great time eating and watching Rafael Nadal win the Championship. The match was shorter than usual this year only three sets. Plenty of time to go for a second round of everything!