I have taken cooking classes, I just came back from sewing class and on Saturday I start jewelry classes.

I am ALL about learning new and exciting hobbies / skills.

Do you want to know how to get me NOT to take a class?

Have a website that doesn’t include a class schedule, where you don’t discuss prices or necessary equipment, or class prices at all.

That’s it, that’s all it takes.

Now I haven’t taken any classes at the Crucible yet but I will… at some point it’s just going to happen.  And I’ll be taking a crochet class at Article Pract in the next year or so.  Just you wait.

I can’t wait for the cooking classes to start up at Rocket Restaurant Resource and I was seriously looking at the possible candy classes taught by Spun Sugar.

But I will not be learning Fabric Design… not going to happen.

night

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I love three-day weekends.  They are so full of win!

Day one you run errands and do things you need / have to do.

Day two you veg out and relax as much as you can.

Day three you can do project and get things done.

Today I made a dress and a skirt, I made macaroni & cheese and chocolate peanut spread, I ran the dishwasher twice, I cleaned up around the apartment and I packed my sewing kit for my sewing class tomorrow night.

I’d take pictures but really I’m too tired from being all productive.

Maybe some other time.

NIGHT!

Oh come on… really?

May 28, 2011

Saturday is errand day… so I spent the day running errands.  7:30am out the door and on my way.

And I managed to get a lot done in a great click until about noon…  when my lovely May errand running day was impacted ever so slightly by light showers.

Are you serious?  It’s the end of MAY.  Is rain really necessary?  And if it is, couldn’t we do this at night?  When I’m home and NOT running errands?

I just went through this on … was it Wednesday?  When I wore suede shoes and it rained in the middle of the day?

Fine… sprinkling I can handle.  I finished the first half of my errands, dropped stuff at home and headed back out.

Good, no rain.

I should have known better.

After the wine tasting… rain.  But this time more than sprinkling.  I did a bit of shopping in the hopes it wouldn’t last long but it kept going.  By the time I was 4 blocks from home it was pouring.

Cold and wet on Memorial Day Weekend.

Really?

Fine… be that way… at least it beats drought.

night

Nothing to wear

May 27, 2011

I have to go to a fancy banquet / dinner / thing next week.  And seriously I have NOTHING to wear.  Now when the average girl thinks … I have nothing to wear… they go shopping.  Go to the mall, go online, find a store, find an outfit, go from there.

But not me.  Not this time.  Because the first thought through my head was … well I could make a nice pencil skirt and wear my awesome Fluevogs and a cashmere sweater.  Or I could see if I could actually make a dress.

The dress thing could be awesome.  I could try to, perhaps, achieve the perfect little black dress.  It could happen.  But I’m just not sure I’ll be able to pull it off.

But I know I can make a really nice pencil skirt.  So I picked up some really great Ralph Lauren black and white hounds-tooth  linen.

Black heels, black pantyhose, black and white skirt, vintage black scallop necked cashmere sweater, good jewelry.

Not super fancy but it will do and I’ll wear all the pieces again.

At least that’s the plan, for now.

night

I’m growing it out.  Since March of 2010 I have been growing it out so that I can donate again before it goes too gray for Locks of Love to take.

But, and I can NOT believe I think this, I am so over long hair.  I thought I would have a long ponytail for my whole life.  And yet… I’m over it.

Every day I put it up or I braid it.  I never wear it down.  It’s a pain.  I’m over it.

I want to cut it off.

This is my last donation.  It will be my fourth.  And that’s enough for me.  I might have long hair again but I will never grow it out 10 inches to give it away.

I can’t do it anymore.

I want to chop it off.  I want to chop it off NOW.

2 more months… I figure it will take 2 more months and then I can get rid of this surplus dead protein.

It can’t happen fast enough.

night

yeah not so much

May 25, 2011

So I guess it was about a year ago I was in Sephora and I saw this really neat thing… dry oil spray.

The scent I was drawn towards was the Vanilla Cupcake.  But I didn’t get it.  $8 a bottle just didn’t appeal enough to me.

Then the price dropped to $4 and while I thought about it I didn’t do anything.

And now it’s gone.

Except on Ebay someone is selling 4 of the 5 ounce bottles for $45.98.  No shipping.

That comes out to about $11.50 per bottle.  Oh and you’re stuck with 4 of them.  Great if you love the product and want to stock up now that it’s gone.  But for someone who might like it… it’s a lot to deal with.

And I’m trying so very hard to NOT overstock stuff.  Especially personal care products because really… I tend to over do that stuff.

Now there are quite a few people who sell dry oils on Etsy and other such places.  But the prices are higher and for less quantity.

But the product also isn’t mass marketed, you’re supporting an individual instead of a global conglomerate, and you get only the amount you need.

So that’s better right?

I’m still working on believing that.

In the mean time, I’m not buying ANYTHING.

night.

Friends help you move; good friends help you move bodies; REALLY good friends help you move an 8 foot sofa up two flights of stairs.


When I came home today I saw Heather on the side stairs.  While we were talking Will pushed a sofa out the side door.  Seems that yesterday they got a new sofa on Craigslist and it was now time to get rid of their old sofa so they could get the new one in.  And since it’s move out season and the dumpsters are out today, it was the perfect time to make the change.

Unfortunately they were changing out the dumpster on our block.  So it was kind of a shuffle of old out, new in, old sitting waiting for a dumpster.  But it turns out the timing was perfect because they were bringing the new dumpster just then AND the guys that were making sure that everything got taken care of / cleaned up actually took the old couch and feed it to the trash / dump truck.  It was awesome.  The jaws snapped the couch in half and then proceeded to EAT IT!  It was so full of win!

I figured since I was just going to work out once I got home that I might as well help and call it an upper body work out.  Then we found out that it would not fit in the elevator.  No way, no how.

Okay…. up the stairs it is.  4 short flights… 4 treacherous turns.  But somehow we did it.  It was a pain but we did it.  I don’t know how only two of us could have pulled it off.  It took three.

And I must say the new couch is awesome.  Heather totally found a steal.

Tomorrow my arms are going to hurt.  But when a really good friend is moving a sofa… you help.

night