the end.

**THE UNEMPLOYEED BROOKLYNITE - you won, but alas no email attached to your profile - email me right away and we'll get something pretty out to you this weekend, promise.

I've been burning the candle at both ends - as usual, and finally I pay the price; a spring head cold. Sadly now my employees know that I am not an invincible robot. good god, i'm HUMAN!

I am very sick. Have set up camp in bed with a bottle of vitamin C, a dirty dog, my computer, a glass of gingerale and box of puffs plus. The phone rings, I ignore it. Lost in researching sheep husbandry, or in perusing Ariella's new website. I barely finish some sorbet and throw the dish back at eric who has sweetly brought it to me. I'm DYING! I lost a nostril in the night!

Time to make clear my last wishes. The second time in my life I've made such a list, though none the less sincere - the first was at the age of 10 and included an itemized list of who should receive which compact disc..
i digress

Elyse: I leave my begonia collection, dear to my heart and thriving in its 3rd year. beware of the rex's - always they are near impossible to sustain - I think you'll find Angel Glow, and Red Fred two lovely new additions, and of course Snow Bound and Black Truffles; endless fun.

Aaron: I leave my jewelry collection, less the earrings, but with the clip-on's. I've sadly given up on you every piercing your ears and can't justify..

Jen: My books, which are a modest, dusty bunch - several of which are yours including a lovely navy clothbound Ginsberg anthology which I borrowed from you 10 years ago. And also my small tea set including the blue and gold pot - I loved the times when you'd show me how to brew the perfect pot of tea after your time in London, and we'd smoke cigarettes and listen to pj harvey

Eli: Naturally, my bakelite, my jadite, my vintage mixing bowls. For future use after the age of tunafish

Nicolette: That scalloped neck lyell top you've always wanted. and the earrings that aaron is not getting.

Jessica: The iitalla candle sticks, I don't think you ever got any from the family - and my seashells from vieques.

Josh: my records. remember you gave me King Crimson? a record that changed me somehow

Kim: my journals. i miss you.

Chris: my waterford glasses along with any gin left in the house

My mookie: Nea, and everything else...wow this is getting INDULGENT!

ONE LAST THING I HAVE TO GIVE AWAY! To you my dear reader! My last flower arrangement; which I will drag myself down to the studio now and lovingly make for you...comment to win it delivered to you tomorrow...