The Letter H

Hat, The

I found the perfect hat in 1998. First of all it fit - no mean accomplishment for my outsized noggin. It's wild elegance, a rumble of browns, mismatched colors and chiffony ribbons to wrap around - and it looked great with long hair. Even with my short hair, it's fabulous, and perfect for a windy fall day ... and I accidentally left it on a plane. They say they can't find it. Bah. I STILL haven't a good replacement.

Hats

I love hats. When I was in 10th grade, I went as the stereotypical opera soprano to my school's halloween party; I couldn't find any viking hat (shocking, in my house), so I made a princess hat - a 2.5 foot cone, upholstered in pink satin, with a long floaty rose lace trailer. It came in handy when I was a senior at Smith on those functions when Seniors wore hats. I had a lot of pictures taken of me in that hat. I ended up willing it to the woman in my house who had the best combination of chutzpah and a sense of humor -both being required to wear it.

Help

A short document that answers some of the great navigation/site questions of our era - or at least of this particular site.

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Horsetail

A waterside plant, and wonderfully textured, this cluster of ridged stalks sits on the shallow shelf of my pot.

Horshack, TV's

A personal hero. Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

Hotlist

Hot List. Bookmarks. Links. Exit Gallery. Sites to See. Useful Stuff. Shortcuts. There are a million different names for sites with lots and lots and lots of links. I like the term 'hot list' because it is so geeky and outre and not cool. That makes me happy. I'm really bad at keeping any sort of list up-to-date, and in one place... So I've deliberately spread it across the alphabet here.

House

I bought a house. Well, it's not really a house. The builder called it a QuadrentHouse; my realtor calls it an attached house. The MLS calls it a townhouse. Whatever. It looks like a house, quacks like a house, and - okay, it doesn't actually quack. But wouldn't it be cool if it did?

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