verbicide: (i love me)
It's been such a nice weekend. I think with the frenzy of socializing during the week, it's been especially nice to have some quiet time this weekend. It's gone alarmingly fast, but I'm not too worried since we have a four-day weekend next weekend. I'm thinking of bookending it with days off on Thursday and Tuesday because I have some home projects that are getting neglected by all the funtimes.

I slept in gloriously on Saturday and then went to meet my new hair person at ZeroZero. Her name is Estelle and she's sort of adorable. My cousin Mo told me about her, and her Yelp reviews were worshipful. I got my hair colored, and while I think it's a little too auburn, I am enjoying the novelty of my entire head being a different color, particularly one that is not BLACK. She was really enthusiastic with suggestions for my hair. She told me what she thought we should do, and then showed me a picture, and I really think it's an improvement. Also, I hated the shampoo/conditioner I tried from Mode (to the point that I'm going to call them to ask if I can return it--I've only used it twice) because it complete dried my already overly dry hair out. We got me a new shampoo/conditioner that I'm much happier with. So, that was fun. Also, and I don't know how this is but she charges $60 for coloring whereas everywhere else is like $120-200. So. That was exciting. She also specializes in coloring super dark, coarse hair--Asian/South Asian. And she got it to change color without bleach, which no one else ever has. It was awesome.

There was a fuckton of traffic, everywhere, on Saturday. So, I really did not want to go and run my errands. So, I stayed at home cleaning and it felt great. The day went by so damn fast. I watched some tv and read a bunch. We're reading Little Earthquakes for ChickLit book club and I'm making steady progress on A Clash of Kings as well.

I went to bed really early. SO nice.

Today was the day to do the things I didn't do yesterday--namely, laundry and groceries. It was one of those days where I'm super excited to go grocery shopping. My fridge was pretty bare, so it was high time to replenish fresh things. Also! I just bought these heirloom beans from Rancho Gordo (per David Lebovitz's rec) and they've already arrived! I bought a cannellini bean, a yellow bean, and these red beans. I AM SUPER EXCITED OMFG. I never work with dry beans because of the overnight soaking (or quick soaking required) method, but this is so exciting!!

I really want to recreate the flavors of that cannellini dish at Barolo, but all these cooking sites warn against adding tomatoes during the bean cooking process, because they're acidic. So, not sure if I must cook a tomato sauce separately and then combine? Because other recipes have you cook the tomatoes with everything else. Hrm. MUST EXPERIMENT!

I've soaked them and will have them for dinner tonight!! I'm feeling inspired by this cookbook that Amy T gave me as a spontaneous gift once upon a time, it's called The New California Cook. I've never used it before because there are ZERO pictures of the food and I need pictures to be inspired, dammit. But the recipes sound so good, and I am really in a California Cuisine sort of mood lately. Amy loves the cookbook and I also really trust her judgment!

Also, even though it's summer, I really want soups. I'm going to make my roasted tomato basil soup tonight. VERY excited about that!

I'm off to meet Sarah now for Greenlakea neighborhood walk* and then it's back home to cook!

* Sarah just called and pointed out that a sunny afternoon, one of the first nice sunny afternoons, on a Sunday are likely to be jam-packed at Greenlake. So we're going to do a less chaotic, but equally lengthy, neighborhood walk from my house.
verbicide: (happy)
It was such a nice weekend with Jeanne. It just freaking KILLS me that she doesn't live here anymore. She's seriously made of WIN. We had a great time--late nights chatting with Jeff and making him laugh at our discussions about The League of Fantasy Boyfriends. We can also relate to each other as professional single women in our thirties--and that's something I don't have with anyone else. She just gets it. I love her. (I LOVE YOU JEANNE! *waves*) Also she made me another glorious pair of socks which I immediately put on--they're green stripes!

After Milo's awesome first birthday party, we went to see Mamma Mia with Kelly, Rob, and Jen. It was a squeal-y fun time. As much as I love my guy friends, this was a very girlfriend-y movie and I'm so excited I got to see it with Jeanne! We browsed at Barnes and Noble and I bought the first Charlaine Haaris vampire book. Then we drove back home, hung out with Jeff, looked at shoes and cakes online (because, duh) and went to bed.

Today we drove down to the public market for breakfast at Maximilien's. Mmmmm warm pastry basket. OF JOY. We then went shopping at Sur la Table because Jeanne'd gotten me an absurdly generous gift certificate. I once told Jeanne, back when she was completing her training that I was buying her dinner because one day she was going to be a very rich trauma surgeon and it made sense to butter her up now. Apparently that has turned out to be true. I got a cake pan of joy (9x13, FINALLY) and a chrome cooling rack (so I too can make bacon in the oven).

And then we parted company. Jeanne drove her rental car back to the airport and despite being tempted by a cab, I took the bus back. I was very lucky--the 10:30 bus was running 7 minutes late and I didn't have to wait until 11!

I walked to Safeway for the ingredients for vegetarian chili. The reality is, this is quickly turning into a vegetarian household. Jeff certainly doesn't demand that I cook for him or that I not cook meat at home, but for better or for worse--he's my Culinary Muse. (He'd look good in Greek draping and an olive wreath, non?) I don't have the energy to make separate food for us and I love cooking for him too much to give it up. No chance that I'll ever actually become a vegetarian, but clearly there's going to be a lot more veggie cooking around here. It's just so deeply unsatisfying to have food on the table that he can't eat.

And now I'm home and it's only noon. As tempting as it is to do sweet fuck all and nap with Brutus, I have some goals to accomplish today, dammit!

Here they are for my crossing-out-pleasure:

- dishes, and cleaning the kitchen in general
- deflate air mattress and box for Jeff to return to Kirsten
- tidying up the mess in the dining room from packaging gift bags
- laundry
- make room for the pressure canner in the cabinet
- make chili
- make peach pudding cake
- water plants
- scoop Brutus' litterbox

I am NOT going to sit around doing nothing. NOT!
verbicide: (smirkity)
Anyone with a friend in the PNW knows that this weekend is the first real scorcher of the season. It's such a sharp contrast from the past weeks of rainy drizzle. As much as I hate extreme heat, even I have to embrace the beads of sweat forming even-now on my upper lip. *wipe* It's so nice to not feel so goddamn COLD all the time. It's also good motivation for me to change the sheets since I don't think flannel will feel very good in the upcoming days.

I'm going to Amy T's bbq tomorrow and have promised to bring a tres leche cake. Which of course requires me to turn on my oven tonight. Oops! Actually, I'm excited about it. It's a really light and refreshing cake; it's so easy and yet sort of disproportionately phenomenal. (Thank you, Alton.)

I worked from home today and was able to meet Jeff for lunch. We ran over to Whole Foods after and he bought me some ingredients for the cake, which I brilliantly left with him when I dropped him off. (A can each of evaporated and condensed milk.)

As it turned out, I needed to get a few more things, so I had a leisurely shopping trip at Greenwood Market this evening. As much as it was a reminder why you shouldn't go to a grocery store without a list or at least a plan, I ended up buying a lot of exciting things.

- ingredients for yogurt gelato which I have been craving, though crap I forgot vanilla bean
- flank steak, which I'm currently marinating ala Matt's dad's recipe
- chicken breasts which I'm going to grill today for lunch tomorrow
- broccoli, which I haven't had in ages and love
- fun girly things like noxema, exfoliating face wipes, shampoo and conditioner, and deodorant

Random aside: I hate, hate, hate Noexma in a pump. It's all thin and liquidy and useless. I was trying to be a brave soldier, suck it up, and just work my way through it, but I hate it so much, I'm going to overcome my traditional cheapness and toss it. It was so exciting to buy the squat jar kind again. Also, in other product hate, I accidentally bought some cheap single-ply toilet paper. (Not on purpose, I was running out of the store, remembered I needed it at the last minute, and grabbed it from the end-of-the aisle.) I hate it. But I can't toss away 11 rolls of toilet paper, so I'm going to endure the unpleasantness. I know, right. Could I be more of a princess?

Also I shaved my legs today and am sporting no less than three tiny bandaids since I bought cheap razors. Ouchie. Henry, who is staying with me while Sarah is in the midwest, was very bemused by my flamingo act in front of the sink. He had no idea what to make of that.

I got home from an appt and did some gardening in preparation for the surface-of-the-sun-like heat. I cut some flowers from my garden and I think next to the joy of harvesting my own food, cutting my own flowers to spread throughout the house (and not for $14.99 a bundle) is orgasmic. The two roses my dad bought me are thriving. And the house has sort of exploded in spring-y flower-y-ness because the flowers Sarah bought me last weekend are still blooming exquisitely.

I need to take some quick pictures for my dad so he can see how well the roses have bloomed!

Another mark of spring glory is that Jeff and I are finally, finally, FINALLY returning to the Farmer's Market.

That's it! Off to do Things!


Apr. 9th, 2008 12:57 pm
verbicide: (francie heart stab)
I believe I am currently in danger of DYING FROM PMS.

verbicide: (from elanswer!)
When you start your extra-bloaty, endlessly cramp-y, sucks-to-have-a-uterus first day of your period, don't wear a low-cut, extra-constrict-y, complicated, new blouse. It will make you insane, piss you off, and possibly get you fired for indecent exposure as your boobs expand to overflowing and threaten to take over the entire Pacific Northwest.


I know it's a cliche, but I just want to eat a bushel of chocolate and punch some XY'r in the face.

Can it be home-going time now? Please? Kthx.
verbicide: (i love me)
This is often the spot where I get into trouble. I've been hyperproductive and I run a little bit out of fuel and want to stop mid-project.

I'm so close to being finished. SO CLOSE. And I have to get the stuff that's in the car to Goodwill today or my dad's luggage will have no room to sit. And if I'm going to do that, I may as well deal with the rest of the bedroom closet because there are bound to be things in there for Goodwill, too.

The carpet cleaner just left. The place looks pretty damn perfect. I have everything sorted except one messy giant plastic container in the bedroom closet. That and one bookshelf. Must. Keep. GOING.

Yesterday I did all kinds of tidying up. I met the wonderful Amy T. for lunch. She is so freaking nice. I always feel so spoiled by her. We went to B&O Espresso for lunch, which was fantastic. After I dropped her off at work, I drove to Dere Auto and had them give my car an overdue oil change, fix the wiper blades, and replace a brake light. Then I drove to Queen Anne and got my eyebrows waxed. Ouch, but worth it.

And then I came home and took a break. I'd started organizing things when Pete came over and we went to the Kebab House for dinner. It was great catching up with Pete who's been in New Jersey for the past few weeks.

It was a late night, and then an early morning. The carpet guy came at 8AM and I mostly tried to stay out of his way. I got the top shelf in the bedroom closet done that way, which was exciting. I also feel like I have early onset Alzheimer's because I found this really sweet card, signed with long, touching messages by a number of people and I had no idea who any of them were. As I read all the messages, I finally figured out that it was from this place I'd once worked as a call center receptionist for three months, and apparently after I left, they mailed me a card. I have no memory of any of them except this one crazy lesbian who kept dating men and insisted on telling me all the details of her sexploits.

I have to go grocery shopping today. Jeff's coming over for dinner (squee!) and I need groceries. I also need to finish using all those Meyer lemons and make some more curd. (No idea where this curd-making frenzy has come from, but it must stop!) I want to make my dad this cranberry shortbread he loved. And I need to figure out what to make for dinner for Friday night, because OB and Em and Zach are coming over to have dinner with us. I also need to figure out what to do with my dad for 45 minutes on Friday while I have my legs waxed (courtesy of a gift certificate from Ellen). I should have scheduled that appointment last week, dammit.

I also have these three disposable cameras from eleven hundred years ago. No idea what's on them. (And am a bit afeared.) But I am going to take them to be developed. So weird. Thank god for digital cameras. I hate that I can't just see what's on them. Maybe I'll drop these off today, too.

Okay. Enough procrastination. Must deal with bedroom closet finale! *whipcrack*


Apr. 9th, 2007 09:14 pm
verbicide: (danny  - smitten - by quettaser)
I just found this hair-stuff that I bought awhile ago and used and then forgot about. It's called BioSilk, I think.

I used it today, and omg --it's so nice! I have really thick hair, and it borders on wavy, so it's not silky soft usually. But today, today it is very soft! I keep petting my own head!!

It also made it extra shiny and not frizzy!



Apr. 7th, 2007 07:28 pm
verbicide: (Default)
It's just incredible how much energy the sunlight provides. Today wasn't nearly as nice as yesterday, but it wasn't cold and the sun even came out to play for a bit. I'll take it!

I woke up early and spent the morning working in the office. Then, Pete swung by and we discussed potential options for my old bookshelves, and then realized we were going to be late and hightailed it to Pacific Place. The Hoax was pretty entertaining, although Clifton Irving is obviously completely insane. Great performances, and it's always wonderful to see Alfred Molina. Pete was very patient today as I dragged him to Nordstrom to buy myself eyeliner and lipstick, and then to Swansen's Gardening Center. He's just so damn nice. He seemed pretty content to push the cart around at Swansen's and offer opinions when asked about which plants I should get. Then we grabbed lunch at the Ale House in Ballard and came back to my place, where he helped lug bags of soil and cartons of plants upstairs.

He kept me company and we chatted while I planted my new spring garden. I got more Gerber daisies and a cyclamen and tulips and herbs and it's all very very exciting and pretty out there now!

Tonight, I need to study French for tomorrow's lesson, and also re-do my insane filing cabinet which is just a mess right now. It's all part of the greater office rejuvenation project!

Shoot, I also need to run to Safeway because I wanted to bring the bears some Easter basket goodies tomorrow! Should go do that first!
verbicide: (Default)
So I totally did not go study French yesterday. I was thinking about it when Sarah called, asking if we could get together early (YES!).

I felt pretty productive for a Sunday, I'd gotten dishes and laundry done and my place was pretty damn clean and goddammit, I wanted to shop!

My two pairs of jeans had bit the dust and were holier than is publically acceptable. So we drove up to the mall in Lynnwood which was much, much nicer than Northgate.

Shopping! )

On a totally different topic, Jeff and I are having lunch with a former co-worker and her adorable little boy. I am so excited! What I didn't tell Jeff is that she's pregnant again! (I thought it would be fun for her to share her exciting news herself!) Tami is wonderful and her little boy, Evan, is a complete angel, so I'm very excited to see them both again!

And now, back to work!
verbicide: (Default)
Hee. My SIL is very cute. She wrote me three e-mails last night. A progression of Happy Birthday!!; Wait--am I early?; D'oh! I'm early, but I'm getting you the Kitchen-Aid ice cream maker attachment, so don't buy it!

I am now very, very excited. First step will be making that yogurt gelato.

Also, I made my first loaf of bread with my new cookbook --it's a banana sandwich loaf, perfect for a PB&J sandwich. It really came out excellent. Pete and I found the vital wheat gluten at PCC, but it was the same thing that was available at Ballard Market. They label it as flour, though it appears to be straight vital wheat gluten. Weird. But that means that this weekend I can try my hand at making a baguette! I'm a little annoyed with myself. I bought all these groceries and swore I'd take lunch to work every day, but every day this week has something going on:

Monday: lunch with Judy; Tuesday: Work Potluck; Wednesday: work is taking me out for a birthday lunch; Thursday: Jeff/Pete will be taking me out to lunch. Perhaps on Friday I can take in a sandwich. I'm going to have to give away the lovely deli meats I bought from Ballard Market on Sunday, because I don't want them to spoil! Should have remembered that so much was going on this week before spending $50000 at the store. What a weird thing to complain about. Anyhow.

After some consideration, Jeff and I are going to Marjorie's in Belltown for my birthday. I looked through all the Tom Douglas menus online, and while they all offered a vegetarian entree, they didn't have a dazzling array of them and dammit, I want Jeff to have choices. He really loved Marjorie's and we've been planning to go there for ages, so it worked out nicely!

As a pre-birthday treat--I made an appt at Habitude to get everything waxed. It's all going. I don't care if it's winter and unnecessary, I'm tired of feeling like Chewbacca. I'm skipping out in the middle of the day for an hour to be brutalized by Sonia and then limping back, smooth and hairless, to work. Today is also our work's holiday party, so I've been up making the salad with balsamic onions for my contribution. It's divided up by floors, and our floor got salads this year. It's a mixed blessing. I try to make interesting salads (largely inspired by Jeff's fervent adoration of a really good salad) but they're not something I particularly care to make. But since our floor doesn't have appetizers or desserts, Jeff and I have made a pact to avoid those floors altogether and I'm bringing us each a no-pudge brownie so we can still have something sweet. After the Halloween party feeding frenzy, we've decided that see no evil, eat no evil is the best tact for us.

In other news, I tried talking to this other person via Skype. I was apprehensive because he's in Montreal and the French accent is substantially different, and (Amy: my apologies to Martin) but I prefer Parisian French. I find Canadian French to be harsher and more guttural. But the person seemed nice and we'd agreed to speak at 6PM my time, 9PM theirs. The time difference was one bonus, because the 9-hours difference to France makes it much harder to practice during the week.

I busted out of work early because I didn't want any bus debacles making me late, and I made it on time. The first surprise was that Maxime wasn't a woman, though I don't know why I thought he'd be --his profile lists him as a 24 year old male. I must have gotten him confused with another profile. Secondly, he started by telling me I was late, which I wasn't. Turned out he hadn't read the e-mail properly, because he thought it was 6PM for him. And we really had nothing to talk about. He was definitely a young club-loving guy.

He had that odd, attempting-to-be-flirtatious thing going on which confused me. I Kevorkian'd the call about 30 minutes in. Just didn't seem to be any point in wasting our time. Boys are silly. Also, it made me appreciate Didier so much more.

And i forgot to post this yesterday. D'oh!


Oct. 15th, 2006 11:05 pm
verbicide: (daydreamy - belle)
I need some product recommendations, guys!

As winter encroaches, my skin is becoming very dry. There are too many products out there and it's driving me crazy. I keep a jar of Restoration Hardware's No Crack (or something) creme at my office, and try to apply it daily, but I also need something for home, and preferably something more spreadable, but super moisturizing.

I like:

- pump-style bottles but don't mind squeeze-y bottles
- more lotion, less cream in terms of heaviness
- something that feels light, but isn't (in that it's very moisturizing)
- long-lasting

I don't like:

- greasy feeling (duh)
- overly sparkle-y
- overly heavy feeling of lotion on skin
- food-related scents (exception is that the Restoration Hardware creme is some orange-scented thing)
- any heavy or perfume-y scents

Also, I am cheap. I'd like something that comes in a medium-sized bottle that doesn't cost a lot. I like the Olay Body Quench lotion okay, but the sparkles annoy me sometimes and it doesn't seem to be all that long-lasting. Vaseline Advanced Healing doesn't seem to absorb that well, and has a waxy smell. I haven't cared for Lubriderm when I've used it in the past.

I'm determined to keep on top of skin care this winter!


(Also, I tend to use Olay spf30 something face cream, but any face cream recommendations also appreciated.)


Jul. 17th, 2006 11:04 pm
verbicide: (happy)
Jeff, unprompted by me, took one look at me this morning and said, "Your hair looks fantastic!"


And I'm not sure if I'm just used to it now, or have figured out how to style it better, but I like it much more today.

Also, my hair-cutter found another grey hair (the second one EVER), but won't tell me where it is!

BUT she did tell me that the location is somewhere at the back, near my neck. Mrrrrrh.

It's all downhill from here, folks. I'm just going to go buy a pack of Depends and call it a day.

Feeling very spinny and wound-up today!
verbicide: (I love my damn cat)
Granted, Hobbes is always cute. But some days... damn. He's so adorable, it's hard to leave the goddamn house. Such a day is today. He's very snuggly and keeps looking at me like, "You want to stay home, yes?" (YES!)

In other news, you know how you can hate your hair with a passion, but then the day comes where you're going to get it cut and suddenly you love it, but know that if you cancel your haircut appt, tomorrow your hair will look like shit again? Well, it's particularly telling when you get up and think, "Nope. It still looks like complete crap. Must cut NOW."

Hoping-to-god my last meeting doesn't run late, because I've got to dart all the way north to get it chopped. CANT BLOODY WAIT. I'm planning on chopping it short and am a bit apprehensive that I'll hate it and miss my long hair. But I think I'm ready. So tired of it being in my way.

Did end up seeing Sabrina at MOHAI last night. The first time I saw it I thought it was okay, but this time was even better. I'm not sure where Audrey Hepburn puts her internal organs. She's so utterly beautiful, though.

And since I can't call in 'kitty,' I'm going to have to untangle myself from Hobbsie's clutches and finished getting dressed.

Oh, but also: I'm going to have egg all over my face when Monday comes and I haven't done this--but I think I'm ready to start painting again. I've been slothful far, far too long.

........and I forgot to hit Post Entry this morning. Hee.


Jul. 13th, 2006 08:39 am
verbicide: (too much hair)
Grrr. I hate it when my place is messy. But I'm been struck by an inordinate amount of laziness when I've been getting home. And tonight I'm going to be home late. So, bah!

Yesterday's seminar was surprisingly good. David Blatner rules. He was hilarious, but very knowledgeable. And I think his style of teaching particularly works for me. He dove right into the application and showed us the very cool things you can do. And because it was a tips class and not a 101 class, it wasn't boring and irritating ("...this is how we open a file!"). And for once, there weren't 20 people in the class slowing everything down by asking inane questions.

I am in desperate, urgent need of a haircut, and finally remembered the damn name of the salon my favorite hairstylist moved to, and she returned my call yesterday with her cell and I'm going to hurl myself at her mercy and see if she can squeeze me in NOW. 'Cause, damn. And I think I want it all lopped off. I am armed with leetle photos of the last short haircut I didn't hate on myself on my PDA to show her. I've been growing my hair out for some time, so I hope I don't regret it.

It's always mildly terrifying going back to work the day after I've been away. I stopped in briefly after the conference to find poor Pete had had a rotten day, and there is to be some sort of Discussion today. There were 18,000 e-mails which I tackled so this morning wouldn't be hideous. And poor Jeff had no one to bust in on him 6 times a day with inane chatter, and was thus a little stir-crazy from being holed-up in his office all day.

Ahhhh, must head out now.
verbicide: (random)
Things accomplished:
- Best Buy (bought iMobile and excitingly frivolous dvds)
- Grocery shopped
- Formatted/installed OS on laptop
- Baked bread

So, yay.

Laundry is loaded, and I have to stay awake to toss it into dryer.

It is blazing hot for some reason and I'm cranky because I've already stayed up far too late. I probably won't have the energy to swim in the morning, which means I'll go to the pool at night, which is always more crowded. AND I was hoping to go to Zoka's with my French homework and start dedicating some extra time to that.

Not to mention, irritating girl-issues which I will hide behind a cut, because it's TMI. )

Outside of the carnage, it was a wonderful afternoon/evening. So delighted to have clean PC and laptop. Had a blast downloading all the cool Firefox extensions I'd been too lazy to install before because I knew this format/install was coming. Image Zoom is fucking SWEET.

Sarah is the perfect person to go to Best Buy with, and we ran around in geeky delight. We'd both grocery shopped before--Sarah brought over Buffalo burgers and buns. We came back home, had this lovely herbed Gouda I'd bought at the Farmer's market before and the joy of Triscuits (which I haven't had in some oddly lengthly time period) while Sarah prepped the grill and I steamed broccoli. We ate on the deck, and it was a lovely evening, with a cloudy pink sunset.

Then we sat down to watch A League of their Own and to eat chocolate-y desserts as part of the Menstruation Ritual.

Maybe a miracle will hit, and I will wake up to my new shiny iMobile alarm clock and want more than anything to go for a 7AM swim.

Also, once I get back from LA, I'm having all my hair chopped off. It's going to be summer soon, and I'm ready for it to be short!

I wish I could just not go to work tomorrow. But I have 80000 meetings and the Intern starts tomorrow, and I just can't not be there. Also, another hideous week of NO JEFF. *sulk* He's got some class thingie, but I might be able to dart over to the U District to have lunch with him, which is at least something.

Oooh, laundry's done. Time for bed!
verbicide: (I love my damn cat)
In other news, my mom and I went shopping. For some reason, I find bedding utterly challenging. I'm very picky, and don't like anything. Or rather, I like much, but not for my room and bed. So, we scoured the countryside this weekend, and I've bought the Italian hotel bedding from Restoration Hardware. I have to spread it out and see if I like it in the room, but it's certainly very pretty.

I still need to buy some nice, crisp white sheets. I wanted the ones at Restoration Hardware, but couldn't barf up the $350 it would have cost. They are so impossibly soft. I need to buy some less expensive sheets immediately, though, because my dark red bedding isn't going to work with this new cover/shams. Also in the near future, I want new, nicer pillows. I have two nice down pillows, but two completely deflated and yellowed sad-looking things that were probably once pillows.

I did finally get the light down blanket I've coveted for ages. Mostly because my mom insisted on buying it for her cheap daughter.

I really hope to get the last two pictures framed and hung tomorrow, and then I will take a metric buttload of pictures. I also hope that the new bedding will light a fire under my ass about finishing the trim in the bedroom. Especially around the window, which will also require me to replace the crappy metal blinds.
verbicide: (I love my damn cat)
I love days off. My GOD.

Got up relatively early, which was easy since I passed out like the dead last night. New bed = pretty comfy. It's not as squishy as my last bed, but as much as I like a soft mattress, this wasn't uncomfortable at all, and I'm sure I'll appreciate the better back support. Also, despite the bed being so tall, Hobbsie doesn't have any trouble leaping up there, which I was mildly worried about. I do want a new duvet cover, though.

Anyhow. Got up early and went to get my legs waxed. My appt was with this new woman (new to me, not to Habitude) and I have to say that I missed Sonia, my regular pain-wielder. This woman was polite enough, if fairly business-like-brisk, but Sonia is just incredibly nice. Much pain later, my legs do not resemble a Wooly Mammoth. I came home and called VW about my warranty and to make an appt. I'm anxious about this. I have it in black and white that my powertrain warranty is for 10 year/100K, so if things have to get ugly--I'll be ready with the paperwork. I just have the feeling they're going to try to screw me. I have an appt for April 10th, and they'll even shuttle me to work, so that's one less headache.

I puttered around at home briefly before heading out to Evans pool to meet Judy for a swim. It was really nice. It wasn't so crowded at noon, and we got our laps in, showered, and stopped by my place so Judy could look at the new furniture and I could foist some books on her (The Furies which I just bought, Fables, and Y: The Last Man), the latest bread (Rosemary French Bread) and then we walked down to Olive You, which is the cutest restaurant with the best fries in all of Seattle. Hello, run-on sentence, how are you?

After lunch, we ran up to Capitol Hill to meet Jeanne at Stiches. What a cute store! We're finally ready to take our sewing class, and I'm going to traumatize Jeff by making him some pajama pants. Also, I fell in love with some yarn and bought enough for a stripe-y scarf. I'm feeling unsure about the fabric I bought for his pjs, though. I love the colors (shades of blue) and that they're striped, but I wish the stripes were more narrow and weren't traversed periodically with a black stripe. Hrm. I hope they don't suck. It does seem like everything I try to make for Jeff ends up a collosal failure (scarf, still unfinished; quilt, badly fucked up squares). Wah. Hopefully this doesn't equate to the quality of my adoration for him, which is absolute.

Then! Jeanne seduced me into going to Weaving Works with her, a yarn store I've wanted to go to for ages, and as always in Jeanne's company, I spent too much money. But I have all kinds of beautiful material for all kinds of beautiful projects. I'm rather excited about them! My mum is going to come visit at the end of April, so I'm going to start on a soft, pink hat for her.

Then Jeanne dropped me off at home, also coming upstairs to observe the new furniture--which I'm still not over. I should really snap some shots, but I'm waiting for the bedroom to really get cleared of the pieces of the old bed. So, soon.

And now I'm home. It's been a lovely day. Dishes are churning away in the washer, I'm going to do a load of laundry, edit a paper for a friend, and then knit in front of the fire while watching tv. Not a bad life.
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So Dawn got me all these lovely LUSH bath bubble bars, and I'm seriously so freaking excited.

I'm going to use the Bathos one. The description reads: Sensual, relaxing essential oils - violet leaf, rose absolute, jasmine, bergamot, ylang-ylang. I've got the iPod setup in there, because I think not having music last time was a key failing. I have my girlie book, my terry-cloth pillow, and my fluffy towel all ready.

I feel kind of giddy.

And afterwards, I'm going to dry off and head for bed with my book. Because I need to get some sleep before the new, crazy work week!

oh oh oh

Oct. 1st, 2005 04:57 pm
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So my hair continues to look like crap, but Jeanne says she's found an awesome haircut place on Roosevelt. It's called Mode and I have an appt for early next week. And it's reasonably priced. AND I get 25% off from her recommendation!

So while my hair looks like crap today, there is help on the way!


Sep. 28th, 2005 11:36 pm
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My hair is completely hopeless. It's grown out of control. And I don't even have an idea what I want to do with it. I want to keep growing it out, but I think a shorter cut would be more professional. And then showering wouldn't take 5 hours and a gallon of conditioner.

I fight this battle year round. I decide to grow it out. Then I decide I hate the in-between stage. But I'm usually too busy to jump on the impulse to get it cut right then. And then it grows unwieldy. And now I look like Cousin It.

And then Judy yells at me for shoving it into a bun. Hobbes likes it long, because it gives him something to step on in the morning which wakes me up right away. Granted, I'm generally cursing, and he ends up flying off starboard, but regardless.

Also, I don't want to take the time to go get it cut right now. I just want it to behave. Goddammit.


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