Summer Survey: Our Amy

As one of our own, Amy, our girl, chimes in like we love. Who cannot get enough?

1.     The best use for peanut butter: slathered on a banana.

2.     A great gift you would like to receive but no one has ever given you: a wedding ring.

3.     Fiction or non-fiction (and favorite title): Fiction. Where the Wild Things Are.

4.     A food everyone loves to eat but you think is overrated: Ham.

5.     Ideal temperature for sleeping: 70 with an ocean breeze coming from an open window.

6.     One thing you love about camping: Not spiders. Not sleeping on the ground. Not lack of a restroom. I guess I love nothing.

7.     One reason you do not camp more often: Refer to above.

8.     Favorite thing about nighttime: A book in bed and then sleep.

9.     Ideal music for a summer evening: Beethoven or show tunes.

10.  Your thoughts on s’mores: gimme s'more.

11.  Would you ever live in the South? Where in the South? I live in the South of California right now, so yes, I think.

12.  If you stole an art piece, which one would it be? The Bedroom by Vinnie Van Gogh.

Vintage Postcard

Cruising the old neighborhood streets of Glendale, you will most likely happen upon citrus trees dropping their liquid jewels.



Chances were also good for me that Amy would appear gem-like and pose in front of a preferred High Street.



We sheltered from the rain in her salon where I sewed a square of grandmother's flower garden and she discussed vampires with Kiki, her stylist. We visited the new Henry's and wove around Ikea. I bought only muted tones. In Pasadena, we weighed the cost of orange no-crack handcream and a tissue cashmere scarf. She perused salt cellars. I did not buy shelves for my spices. We acquired coconut products at The Body Shop. Peanut butter M&Ms spilled on the wet pavement. I did not lose the case for my phone. I came home with The Reliable Wife, a book Amy devoured in 1.5 days. My kiki was not found wanting. She grilled. A day and a half in the life.