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December 7, 2010

Moving day!

December 1, 2010

Oh, hello there.

What shall I say today, since my mind insists on being in not-coming-up-with-clever-things-to-say mode?  How about not a thing.   I’ll let others say it best, who have gone before me.

Now I’m not one of those “quote people.” (You know the ones.)  But I do enjoy wisdom, irony, and cleverness.  And today I was looking up quotations by literary icons as candidates for the backs of my soon-to-come substitute teaching business cards.  Here were some I liked.

From the uber-masculine Papa, some words, soft and deep:

“All good books have one thing in common — they are truer than if they had really happened.” & “All my life I’ve looked at words as though I were seeing them for the first time.”

From the sweet, solemn, and sometimes cranky Emily:

“A word is dead when it is said, some say.  I say it just begins to live that day.”

From that one dude, T.S. (Only because it would make him angry be disregarded so.  And you can bet in this quote he is talking about his own…):

“Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.”

From the happy and haphazard Jack Kerouac:

“Maybe that’s what life is… a wink of the eye and winking stars.”

October 28, 2010

New things.

In case you haven’t noticed, my series are getting a little bit wimpy lately.  My love hate relationship with running is still a love hate relationship; my garden is frozen and was hauled away by the garbage truck last week.  I’m still a fledgling foodie, but this blog cannot live by zucchini bread alone!  So here I am to introduce a couple of exciting new series ideas I’m hoping to introduce, shortly (I originally typo’d “shorty,” and believe me when I say I was SO tempted to leave it…):

On dwelling. I like the word dwell and all its connotations.  I’m hung up on it because I want my home to be a place where we thrive and feel at home, that’s comfortable and inviting and pleasant and peaceful.  This series will be about the little things I do to make my apartment homey.  My next large home project is my office room, which I’m really hoping to transform into some sort of creativity center.  Its major flaw is that it lacks any sort of functional furniture, so it has become a file and storage catch-all — and my poor, neglected piano hides behind all of it.  Unacceptable.

On writing, or reading, or both. I look over the myriad blogs online about decorating and design and fashion and photography and all those beautiful things, and the truth is, folks, that I just don’t know as much about painting pretty pictures with images as I do with words.  Not that I’m not visual, or that I’m not trying to be better at photography, and so many etceteras, but if I truly want to write about my passions, my passion is writing.  Unfortunately, lately I’ve been one of those writing posers there are so many of.  You know, the kind that say “I’m a writer” and/or “I love to write,” and then don’t write.  Ever.  I aim to change that, and hopefully I’ll like what I do enough to subject it to your collective scrutiny.

On teaching and kids. This is perhaps premature/wishful thinking, but I’m in the active process of finding a job, and I’m most qualified to teach.  That means that the job I do hopefully find will involve kids, and the funny things they do or the brilliant things I find out (ha) will inevitably make their ways here.  I am on two substitute lists now, although I have yet to get a call… so we’ll see.

In the mean time, I do have a question for you.  Who are you? I know people read this thing, because my dashboard tool thing tells me so.  But it’s not smart enough to tell me who you are.  I’m posting these entries as Facebook statuses for the whole world to see, and I don’t consider you a “stalker” for clicking a link in your news feed…. so come forth.  Leave a comment. Say hey.  I’m really, truly glad you’re here.  And maybe I’ll be able to “consider my audience” more that way as I post.  Just a suggestion. ;)

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October 19, 2010

Multituesday: Purposeful

(From galette and puzzle day with Betsy this summer… <3)

[previous gifts here]

181.  Galettes!

182. Puzzles!

183. Living in Oregon — farms, city, ocean, mountains, kindness, culture, art.

184. IKEA trips and gadgets

185. motivation to transform our 2nd bedroom from its current function as Kieran’s room and junk catch-all into a room for creativity.

186. My latest breakfast invention: eggs scrambled with cream cheese and chives.

187. New tea light holders for my delicious apple cinnamon tea lights.

188. All the tacky horrible irresistible heart stuff at IKEA that I resisted buying… Valentine’s Day already?

189. My birthday week!

190. Beautiful old hymns: Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, born of his Spirit, washed in his blood. This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long.

191. The way papas look at their little girls.Library

192. Light.  Sunlight, candlelight, light bulbs.  I’m glad I don’t have to live in the dark.

193. Blankets. I lovelovelove quilts and blankets. (*Not creating them.)

194. Nail polish.  I admit it.

195. That he makes ALL THINGS NEW.

196. Binder clips.  Yep.

197. Floating glass picture frames, although I have yet to figure out how to get my hands on one that doesn’t cost a million dollars. “The Young and the Penniless do DIY Floating Glass Picture Frames,” please?

198. Dreaming about someday creating a floor to ceiling library…. (Image: Karl Lagerfield’s library. You MUST click to enlarge.  Also, I don’t know where the original image is from because someone else didn’t link it… :S)

199. The humbling realization that I know so little of his holiness.

200. Christmas trees.  Yes, I know it’s October.