It has been too long...

Sammy Davis Jr Jr and Enrico
...since updating on the status of Enrico. So long in fact that we have much exciting news to tell you about. Enrico has two brothers now. Sammy Davis Jr Jr (after the seeing-eye bitch in the movie "Everything is Illuminated" - AND as of a couple days ago, dear little "Ludwig" joined the family.


Sammy Davis Jr Jr & Enrico with Ludwig peeking from behind
I made a decision some time ago that I would let Enrico live his days out in the mushroom playpen for two pseudo-scientific reasons: 1) What do the stages of a portobello's full life span look like? and 2) Maybe if allowed to live his full life-cycle perhaps he would drop some spores and we would get a little more "action" in the box... who knows?

Is Enrico ready to procreate?
Observation #1 two days ago Enrico's sides curled up in a mighty mushroom display. I'm thinking he's ready to do some "sporage".

I was asked yesterday how come all my 'shrooms have boys names- is it a Freudian thing? Do i think all men are in the dark, with damp feet and mold all around them? Perhaps, but without a qualified professional to make the call, I have to say their names are just names, that is all! :)

Clearly it is time to eat Humphrey...

...but I just can't bring myself to do it. Afterall, I have cared and nurtured Humphrey for the last (and first, no, ALL!) five days of his extraordinary little life. What if I were to just let him live out his days undigested?


And yet, what about little Enrico? I have concern that he might not reach his full potential always standing in the shadow of his glorious brother...in fact, looking at the two 'shrooms side-by-side I am reminded of The Profit and Kahlil Gibran's final words on marriage:

...And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

Oh What am i to do?

Humphrey's skin desktop image

Kittens, Icicles, and Humphrey Status Report

Okay, so the hard-core winter storm here just outside of Houston amounted to a lot of wet ground and little-teeny-tiny icicles clinging to things off the ground. Not that I like the threat to life and all, but I really like it when a storm comes through that is just enough to offset the routine of life. The kind of storm where everyone gets a stay-home-free card and you get to steal a day away from life's routine doing something perhaps a little different, even if only seeing daylight in a different spectrum. Meh.

On the other hand, Humphrey seems to be doing fine despite all the nasty weather...He is darkening up a bit more and really starting to look like the fine and tasty shroom I know he will be.

and the lil' kitties from under the house are snuggled up in their shanty-shack, warm and toasty on their heating pad. I had to belly-crawl under the house to locate them and then two-at-a-time, bring their lil' wild-ass-spitting selves out to put them in their happy-hut on the front porch. Yeah I know, I'm turning into a "cat lady."