Friday, February 27, 2009

frustrations, new friends, TILFT, and NKOTB

You'd think it was summer with the way Steve's schedule has been lately. Suddenly the guys (meaning his bandmates/bosses) want to start practicing during the week, which means the nights (or night, maybe) that were once available for us to go out to dinner or watch a movie are now nights when he's either playing for money or playing for practice. Plus, the band is based about an hour from home, which makes those nights even later for him. This week, we spent about an hour together on Tuesday at dance class and one hour together today to watch Lost.

It hasn't been all bad, though. I've been very disciplined about going to the gym and saying yes to social offers throughout the week. In fact, I started hanging out with a friend I made back in October but hadn't seen since, and its been really fun! We're going to the Drexel Art Auction next week, which I'm really excited about.

Which brings me to other TILFT:
-Getting a new roommate in this joint. I might not really be excited about this, but I'm trying to stay positive. I have notices all over: craigslist, facebook, myspace, even the newsletter at work, and have only gotten one bite so far. He's coming over this weekend to see the room. (What am I talking about? Gooch is moving out, we had another one of the guys' friends lined up, and he backed out. Rob is finally okay with turning to craigslist.)
-PROM! I've been working very hard on decorations and promotion, and I hope my hard work pays off.
-Sex Ed Lobby Day! I'm taking the day off from teaching to go to Harrisburg and lobby for state sexuality education standards. That's what I wrote my middler year paper on!
-SPRING BREAK, which = SAVANNAH. Oh dear god, yes.

In final news, I'm watching a 1994 movie starring Brad Pitt as an immature, starving artist. It's kind of cool to know what's ahead of him while he has no idea. There's also a New Kids On The Block reference.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

and another thing:

I actually had a very interesting dream last night.  In it, I had an abortion (or, was prepared for it-- I don't think I got to the part where it actually happened).  I looked up what it means at, and here's what they said:

"To dream that you have an abortion, suggests that you are hindering and blocking your own growth.  You may be hesitant in pursuing a new direction in your life."

Pretty interesting, considering my recent posts.  It also said, "This dream may also be a message for you to take care and look after your health."  Also appropriate for little ol' always-sick me.

It could also just be because of my job and the fact that I taught my students about abortion yesterday.  Hmm.

The Etsy Betsy Spider

I'd like to start an Etsy store.  Actually, I've been wanting to do this for quite some time and have even started the process a few times, only to chicken out and/or realize that I don't have much inventory.

See, I don't make anything (though it'd be awesome if I could change that and make jewelry, art, or accessories), and when I buy vintage and funky thrift store items, I buy them because I want them.  I suppose I could start buying things that I like but don't want...but that's so difficult to do because if I like something, chances are I'm going to find a place for it in my home or jewelry collection.  And I'm not going to buy things that I don't like, because, well, that's just not how I was taught to do things.

Maybe I should start downsizing.  I have more necklaces, rings, bracelets, and earrings than days of the month--more than February, even!-- each, but I can't seem to part with any of them because each one is so unique/has special memories attached/looks great with a certain outfit/etc.  Perhaps I should become like that heartless woman Kanye keeps talking about and round up the hardly-worn pieces.

Would the pleasure I get from running a low-risk business be greater than the pain of parting with amazing vintage finds?  Maybe...I do have that entrepreneurial spirit itching to get out, and I'd hate to deny it its freedom.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009


Oh wait, there's more:

I want to travel.  A lot (both a measurement of my desire and the amount of travel I'd like to do).  I've caught myself tirelessly staring at maps and globes and daydreaming about past and future trips).  Bobbie's blog reminded me.  Maybe I should be a nanny.  Except I'm not really a kid person.

reflective safety tape

I've been thinking lately-- for about a week now-- that there's something much bigger out there for me.  I mean, I love my job (I intend to keep it for at least another school year) and truly believe in the work I do, but I just can't help but thinking (well, knowing) that I should be working on, or towards, something more.

I've been checking out different graduate programs, which makes me feel hopeful and empowered (both fantastic feelings, to be sure), but I just can't seem to decide on an area of study that I'm willing to commit so much time and work to for however many years (and the plan would be many years, because I wouldn't want to get a Masters or higher only to go into an unrelated industry).

Maybe it's just that I'm still young and, even though I love and am good at my job, it's not something I see myself doing for the rest of my life, and there's no "end," whether it be a promotion or other professional goal, in sight right now.

Or maybe it's because it's winter and we're all getting a little crazy.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

In Memoriam (+ some)

Thursday was a windy, windy day and night.  Crossing the bridge that separates my neighborhood from the city (after unwinding with some drinks and karaoke with friends) was a scary experience.  But I imagine it was much more scary for something else.  When I parked my car in our driveway, I discovered this:

One of the trees in our backyard had snapped, presumably because of the wind.  It's kind of hard to tell from the pictures, but while this tree is not oak-like in its size, it is still quite a substantial provider of foliage.  In fact, when I lie in the backyard in the summer, I sometimes curse the tree for providing too much shade.  I'm sorry, Tree!  You were beautiful!

Does anyone know what to do next?  Perhaps we can drag it to the little forest behind our house.  Or I can whittle it into something.  That'd be pretty cool.

image from xkcd.

So today is St. Valentine's big day!  I read a really great article at Design*Sponge yesterday about the significance of flowers.  One thing from it that I wanted to share was this, about roses:

"It is said that cupid, while shooting arrows at bees that had stung him, created thorns on rose stems where his arrows missed. "

I love that.  I don't remember learning it from my mythology class in high school, but we certainly didn't cover everything about every character.

So far, Steve and my plans consist of:
1. Picking my car up from Toyota.  I got home too late last night to pick it up then.
2. Lunch.  What a wonderful way to save on Valentine's Day!  Forget making dinner reservations a month in advance and shelling out more than you make in a week (well, at least more than I make) on one night.  Go to lunch!
3. Gift exchange?  I got/DIY'd a little something for him, and I have a sneaking suspicion he did something for me, too, even though we agreed not to.  You may throw up now.
4. An activity of some sort.  We've both been so busy lately, we have only really been spending time together at dance class, once a week.  I'm still prowling sites like yelp, gophila, and uwishunu for ideas while Steve sleeps, and it might depend on where we pick for lunch.

I don't have any plans tonight (Steve's working).  I keep thinking that maybe I should pull a Beyonce and round up all the single ladies to go out tonight, but I really don't want to/shouldn't spend any money.  Maybe I should have them come over instead...hmm...

Alright, well this post has turned into quite the stream of consciousness, and that's only so fun for so long.

Happy weekend, everyone!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009


Last weekend, a photographer-friend of mine and I hit the town for a little photo shoot to beef up his portfolio and try out a new flash he bought.  Sunday was unseasonably warm (like today!  It's so nice!), so it was a great day to frolic and pose.  Anyway, I saw a few of the pictures today, and I'm very excited to share a couple of my favorites once I'm able.  I'm just a little stumped right now, though, because I don't have anything to do with really nice portraits of myself!  Any ideas besides sending one to my grandma?

Roommate Update:
Gooch is moving out.  My first thought when he made his announcement was, "Woohoo, one less person in this single-bathroom house!"   But then I thought about the financial implications of the news, and realized that I really do need that fourth person to alleviate the rent and other bills.  So we're searching for that fourth person to move in in March and finish out the lease with us, and it's proven to be quite difficult.  We had one lined up, but now he's saying he's not sure.  Rob refuses to turn to craigslist (or look anywhere, really), and I would really rather not split the expenses into thirds.  So now it's looking like someone is going to have to step in, or someone needs to back down.  Auuuuggh, is our lease over yet???

And finally, TILFT:
Saturday: Valentine's Day!  I'm surprisingly not as grossed out by it all as I usually am.  Steve has a gig on Saturday night, but we're both free during the day, so the plan is to spend some afternoon time together.  We don't have any concrete plans yet, but I'm sure we'll think of something.  It'll be cold again, so we shall see...

Sunday: My birthday party!  I gave everyone the time and location, and all everyone (including myself) has to do is show up!  That simple, that easy.  I'm excited!

...and that's about it for the near future!  The downtime my short list suggests is definitely another thing I'm looking forward to.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Rant and Rave

It's no secret that I have a weakness for all things wedding related, regardless of how soon or probable my own nuptials may be.  So I was watching the show "Whose Wedding is it Anyway?" yesterday, and just have to share something I saw on it that I thought was horrendous.  One of the brides featured was a very DIY bride.  She was a teacher, so it made a lot of sense, and she also did a great job at everything she made.  When the wedding planner asked her about who she was going to have do her hair and makeup.  When the bride said that she was going to do her own, the wedding planner gave her a really hard time about it.  Uhh...what?  A woman is capable of doing her own hair and makeup-- which means it's free and that it's done to her liking-- she can't because it's her wedding??  Augh.  I've heard several brides complain about their hair/makeup, so for those that can do it themselves, I say, go for it.

Alright, that's it for rants.  In other news...

Steve and I are going to Savannah!!!

I've wanted to visit Savannah since...forever-- since I knew that it existed and what it was like (reputation-wise, and all), and now I'm finally going!  Steve and I are taking time off while our students are on spring break in April, so the weather should be lovely.  I am just thrilled.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009


Last weekend was just fantastic.  Full of girly things like shopping, watching chick flicks, eating ice cream, and having dance parties in panties.  I also almost fully recovered from my cold.

Shopping definitely had its ups and down (singular).  Ups include:
  • This amazing vintage chair and ottoman!!

  • A gorgeous, red Liz Claiborne purse that looks vintage but doesn't smell funky.
  • Adorable, green heels for summer. ($7.00!!!)
  • Red Nine West loafers.  Bobbie also has them, but I just couldn't resist.

  • Bras!  Time to stop the rotation of two.

Most purchases were from Filene's Basement, which (here's the down), is closing.  It's the only PA location and it's leaving me!!!!!!!!  Sob.  This is how I was able to get so much stuff without feeling too guilty about it, though.  

And now I'm spent.  Literally.

Now that I'm almost 100% healthy again, it's time to start going back to the gym or really convincing myself to work out at home, since the gym is the opposite direction from convenience, and snow and ice make driving scary.  I'm all about the excuses nowadays.  Good thing I don't have a "lose 10 pounds" New Year's resolution.  I'd be sure to fail.

In fact, I think I'll have a cookie.