Stacy Horn

Brief recap: I had my couch cushions refilled. They were originally filled with feathers, but now that I know how horrible the removing-feathers process is I had them filled with foam instead. I was afraid they’d come back too firm. And they did! But now I’m used to it and I like it.

The problem is, they sit much higher than before. It’s really only a few inches, but the coffee table feels too low to me now. Worse, my poor arthritic Finney can’t jump those extra few inches. I ordered pet stairs, and have a make-shift step in place in the meantime, that’s the red thing behind Finney.

And I used this opportunity to take better pictures of Finney. Another follows this one. I like that the prism reflections are hitting his face.

The couch cushions look great, though. The guy tried to talk me into reupholstering the couch. The price: $1,700! Can you imagine? Might as well buy a new couch.

Last week I posted a picture of a handbag in a window on Charles Street and asked everyone to guess how much it cost. The store is Khirma Eliazov, and today I learned that the bag is made of leather, python and crocodile. Karen came closest with a guess on $1,200.00 because the actual price is: $1,795.00. Except it’s on sale for $1,346.00 right now, details here. Yay Karen!

My goal tomorrow is to get a few decent pictures of Finney. I just tried but he doesn’t look cute in a single one. He always come out looking mad. Bleeck is so photogenic I just point the camera in his direction and I get adorable back.

If you go you’d be helping my choir, BUT you’d also get a fabulous night of music, great people, and possible prizes!! To buy a ticket click here.

Again, I apologize for the babytalk. I can’t resist in the presence of this belly.

Someone put all these bouquets around the WWI statue in Abingdon Square. This is a tiny park near where I live, although I just read that in the early 20th century 4,000 people would regularly come to this park to hear concerts. I don’t know how they managed that. Seriously, it’s the tiniest patch of green.

From the Parks & Rec. website about the statue: “The monument was a gift of the Jefferson Democratic Club, whose headquarters once stood opposite this statue on the site now occupied by the residential high rise at 299 West 12th Street.” Philip Martiny is the sculptor and it was dedicated in 1921.

I looked closer and saw that all the flowers were artificial. This made me a little sad, but maybe the person who did it doesn’t like the idea of cutting live flowers. Or, maybe artificial flowers are less expensive and this allowed them to do it in the first place. Perhaps they laid flowers like this at every war memorial in the City.

This park is also where the Adrienne Shelley Memorial Garden is located. She lived and worked in a building along the park. I just looked her up the other day. I wanted to know how her daughter was doing (very well as far as I could tell).