Skirt? socks? shoes? purse? Thank you.
hot chocolate after a long walk on a cool evening.
3. If you knew my kitchen you would understand why this
makes me whimper.
4. My Boubeh
curled up on my arm as I type.
5. Rotisserie chicken.
had brunch with the Youngbloods at the 5-Spot Saturday morning - it
was yummy! They are both very funny and we hope to have them over
for dinner on a night when it's warm (Kate is allergic to cats so
we will have to dine on the back patio). Of course - this means we
will have to scrape all of the cat hair from the patio, too. Hmmm....
After brunch we spent some more time getting organized for our packing.
We have many dump runs ahead of us.
on my HUGE list of things to do today was "WASH CAR". While
driving the second load of stuff to drop off at Value Village,
I passed the Ballard Beavers Girls Softball car wash, and I knew it
Once they finished the giant truck ahead of my car, they all RAN to
my car and started scrubbing. It was hilarious. I thinks there were
twelve girls on my car at one time. My car probably died a little
bit and went to heaven right there on the spot. They even scrubbed
the nooks and crannies of my hubcaps!
This weekend I also repotted a bunch of plants, worked out a system
with Bruce across the street for more dump runs and taking our appliances
away, started work on Amy's school project (she graduates this spring!),
had a BLT followed by a rice krispie
treat (my mouth is now shredded), got some stuff to treat
my corn on my baby toe - all the while yelling YAYY! CORN! and embarrassing
Sean, went to Marc's Partner Party,
made a garbage HEAP in the garage, went to the grocery store, and
washed and dried and put away all of the laundry. I feel like a new
woman. A new woman that needs a nap. And her nails done.
The following week will continue to be busy - either with social plans
or more packing. This is where it all begins....
Continuing the Goodbye Installments....
rooster made out of nails and string. Someone worked very hard to
make you. Someone named Gary Lawler, in 1974. I know this because
he initialed the front and etched in a cool looking signature in the
back. He even did the Christian fish symbol with the 1974 in it. The
back also has handwriting saying "Happy birthday Mom! Love Gary
& Marilyn, Kelly & Tara".
This rooster made me happy for many years. Surprisingly happy, considering
it's a rooster made out of nails and string. His most recent location
was the backsplash of our stove - a location I don't recommend, as
he is now covered with a sheen of cooking oil and bits of food. His
frame is also broken.
Gary, or I guess Gary's Mom, thank you for donating this rooster to
whatever thrift store you donated it to. He had a new happy home with
a loving couple and three cats. He will be missed.
I am documenting him on my site so I will always "have"
P.S. Yes I Googled the names, but there were too many matches to narrow
Todd. Bicyclist. Architect.
Emily, Andrew, and Janet
was another beautiful day... tra la laaaa.
Sorry folks. I'm sure something devastating will happen soon. But
in the meantime! Sunshine! Good music*! Everything's blooming! There's
blood in my urine! Okay that one's not so good. But I go in for another
pee test next week and if it's still there, then we.... I dunno what
we do. But something. Ultrasound to be scheduled. I have
a corn on my baby toe! She shaved it off with a razor! Speaking of
corns on toes (yayy!), here are the links to my new
Multi View!) May more corns abound!
*Good music meaning that today was Guilty Pleasure Friday at JA, and
we were all instructed to bring "Music that you're ashamed to
admit you love". It was great! I survived through the entire
Alanis Morissette Jagged Little Pill CD and some CD by the Dixie Chicks.
I, of course, brought in FOUR mixed CD's.
anyone want the dark chocolate covered cashews from Trader Joe's?
Because I just ate all the milk chocolate ones and I don't know what
to do with the other half.) Supposedly Sean and I have a hot date
in about half and hour to make Rice Krispie Squares. I could also
go to see Henry Hanks perform tonight, but as it is, I've got cotton
wedged between my toes, I just ate half-a bin of chocolate covered
cashews, and the top button of my pants is undone. It just doesn't
seem like I'm going anywhere for the rest of the night.
We had plans to have dinner with the Youngbloods
tonight but my doctor's appointment made for a late dinner, so we're
meeting for brunch tomorrow.
two things went into the garbage tonight. I decided to clean out the
laundry closet, and I even threw away things that we've had since
Vegas (we moved away from Vegas spring of 1994). I should
say that it hurt to throw away these things, but honestly, it was
refreshing. That collage? I made it for Sean & my three year dating
anniversary. A la 1991. The left side used to have maple leaves that
Uncle Ronnie sent me from London (Ontario) and the right side was
going to have daisies but obviously I never found the right way to
put daisies on there. And I never got it framed, so over the years
(and moves) many little items have come off. Sad in a way, I guess.
On the sides of the heart are the classifieds that Sean and I posted
for each other in the Yellin' Rebel UNLV newspaper (my friend Mike
Keller was the editor).
We won't ever have those classifieds
again - I threw away all of the other Yellin' Rebels after I made this collage.
And maybe I should have peeled off the concert tickets and other such "real"
documents, but it just wasn't in me. What I have I have with me, and I don't
need things to remind me of that.
The "Just Married" is obviously from our wedding day, and although
I know Aunt Nancy did a lot of work to make this beautiful thing, I need
to remember that it's a ripped piece of cardboard, and I will always remember
that we were surprised with a limo with all the trimmings. I have it in
my memory. I don't need proof.
Styro? *zzzt* still there. 03-10-05
has quite a few plants that grow like weeds that are very
invasive. Bamboo for one. Roots down to four feet underground so if
you plant it against a wall, your neighbor will be fighting bamboo
in their own yard for years (unless your fence is buried more than
four feet into the ground). Ivy? Don't even mention ivy in Seattle
or people will get this look like they just ate something bad. It
kills things. It will crawl all over the place, then up a tree, then
strangle it. And it grows wild up here. It's not easy to remove, as
many of you may recall from my neighbor cutting away her ivy about
4 years ago. It still grows in our back yard - we're still cutting
it away every spring. It sticks like velcro to the ground, walls,
Ferns grow like crazy out here too, although I don't know if they're
dangerously invasive. But it is strange seeing them growing on street
corners for no reason.
berries. Blackberry bushes, brambleberry bushes - whatever. They thrive
here and grow wild. And I mean WILD. I
saw this vehicle by the cafe this morning and I was in awe - this
sucker chomped up the wild berry bushes like crackers. (Note the ivy
going up the stairs). It was a Seattle moment, I guess.
Today was JUST TOO NICE OUTSIDE. A bunch of us walked to the Metropolitan
Market and then had a long lunch out on the deck. Lauren rolled out
an office chair - man, we really need some lawn furniture out there.
It made it difficult to do anything at work after that. It
was as if I had taken a nap or something.
But still totally worth it.
Andrew, Todd, Cary, Me, Lauren, Lauren
P.S. Tonight? Either
sorting the file cabinet, or sorting the second bedroom/office closet, or
sorting my GIANT jeans/pants drawer, which I haven't done in about three
years. Which should I try to conquer? Because NONE of these options sound
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODD
BAILEY AND AUNT
I bought two new pairs of shoes at Zappo's.
I'm already second-guessing the red ones. I need more red clothes,
I guess. Before you check me into Shopping Rehab, I'd like to point
out that I got a bonus at work AND TWO, count em! TWO jobs doing web
sites in the next couple months. WOO-HOO!
Hence the shoes.
Architects party pictures are up - although I will be removing
a few pictures today. Mary thinks we had a few too many pictures of
us which made it look like we only invited ourselves. Which is my
flaw since I usually take tons of pictures, but I ended up putting
ALL of them on the JA site, which isn't necessary. So HURRY! NOW!
Go see the pictures before I remove the personal funny ones!
Regarding my being an obsessive compulsive OCD Virgo, I signed up
for this thingie via FLYlady.net
which sends you e-mails reminders all day long saying things like
"go drink some water" or "go outside for ten minutes"
and "did you eat breakfast yet?!"
Alison & I yesterday morning
It's this system that
helps you organize and keep your house clean and other nerdy stuff like
that. I signed up yesterday. It's 7:47 a.m. and the clothes in the dryer
are almost dry and every dish is clean.
If you can't begin to start cleaning your house because you take everything
apart and put it back spotless and color-coded, then this system is for
you. It's totally cheesy "love yourself" stuff too but I have
to admit, I'm kinda having fun with it!
Todd & Tamsin
Todd and Tamsin had us
over for an amazing Mexican dinner - we had food all over the place. We
casserole* and a peanut
butter cake. The PB cake is a bit dry - more like a snack cake. It's
fixable, though, so I may try it again but add.... something to it. Don't
know what yet.
* Oh man I need to update that recipe - I make it a bit different now. But
instead I have to put away my laundry and go to work!
The cats work her in
She passed the test
had her third knitting lesson tonight - I frogged her scarf so many
times and made her start over, I can't believe she's still talking
to me. But some day she will look back and realize why I did it.
She got this horrible (horrible, horrible) yarn at the Fiber Gallery,
and some woman told her "This is what we use to teach
people how to knit." How torturous. It's cotton 6-ply (I think)
with absolutely no fuzz or fluff or give. It doesn't stretch. It
gets frayed when frogged. It requires size 7 needles (that's pretty
small for someone's first lesson). I usually recommend something
like Magnum yarn (two stitches per inch - it's like ROPE but fuzzy)
and size 19 needles. I fear that her first scarf is going to take
about 60 hours. And that's no fun.
She's a trooper, that girl. When I had to take apart her scarf for
the seventh time, she just turned her head. And she's now purling,
so she's well on her way to a ribbed scarf (see below).
Today I woke up early with Sean and started rushing around to get
out the door in time. Then I realized it was ten after SEVEN, not
She's on her way!
Dommi & Shane's scarf
03-06-05 The Johnston Architects anniversary party was fabulous.
By lunch time we were constantly doing stuff to set up. A tent was assembled
at the top of the stairs and the bar was set up, and we were putting the
finishing touches all around the office. And it was a BEAUTIFUL day. I walked
to the Metropolitan Market twice to buy fresh flowers. Bad day to wear high
I made my way through the crowd, especially excited for the chance to catch
up with David
Brooks and his friend Carol, plus I saw Clayton
O'Brien-Smith and Jacob
Youngblood, as well as the many babies that have sprouted from our staff.
We had all the doors open and candles lit and food abound (although I was
a bit frustrated with the spanikopita - don't these people know that it
takes two hours to vacuum the office? Every time someone took a bite, flaky
bits of phyllo dough were drifting down their shirts, onto the floor, sticking
to their chins - mental note: no spanikopita at parties unless it's outdoors).
Shane was in town for about 30 hours, so he stopped by with Sean. I was
happy to have him there to mingle with my co-workers. Jon and Amy stopped
It shut down around 10:45 and I hobbled in my high heels down the stairs
and drove straight home where I drifted into a Very Deep Sleep.
Saturday morning I woke with a start because I realized that I left THIRTY
HOCKEY TICKETS in my desk drawer at work. So I told Sean "I'm um...
going shopping!" and drove all the way over to work again to pick up
the tickets. The office smelled strongly of flowers from all the arrangements
which was really cool.
I then HAD to go shopping because there is NO time that I tell Sean that
I'm going shopping and come home with nothing, so I drove all the way down
to Old Navy downtown and bought a couple t-shirts.
At 6:30 we headed out to the hockey game and approached the crowd waiting
at the south side of the International Fountain, as planned. Sean was surprised,
but not shocked. See, I've probably thrown Sean about NINE surprise parties
in his life, and I made the mistake of not doing anything major for his
birthday Wednesday. So he kinda knew something was still coming. Had I planned
better, I would've at least had a bunch of people over for dinner the night
of his birthday, but I didn't realized how obvious a quiet birthday would
be. Oh well. He was still happy to see everyone there. Sean's Surprise Hockey Birthday Party
Mick at Lucky
I "took" Andrea and Mick to University Village and Target
and Northgate Mall. I also had a date to "take" Manuel
to IKEA later that afternoon. People, I BEG YOU, DON'T ASK ME TO
TAKE YOU SHOPPING.
I bought a sweater, a skirt, five bras, six pairs of kneesocks,
a replacement pair of earrings for Sean (I lost his when he handed
them to me right before they rolled him into knee surgery), twelve
IKEA drinking glasses (six milk glass, six red/orange glass), three
houseplants, three plant pots, lunch at Zao, dinner at the IKEA
cafeteria, and a box of Girl Scout cookies. Plus I filled my tank
today. I'm surprised that bank didn't call to see if someone stole
my ATM card.
As soon as I got home, I scurried into the kitchen to remove
the older loser glasses from the cupboard before I even unwrapped
the new ones. And of course Sean said "What are you doinnnnnnggg?"
Nothing to see here! Move along!
We counted. We have 82 drinking glasses. NOT INCLUDING MUGS. But
like I asked Manuel - how many times do I suddenly have twelve people
at my house?
he agreed - A LOT.
Sean and I have set a date for next Saturday to pack up the loser
glasses and donate them. Then each Saturday we are going to set aside
a two-hour block to attempt to clean out/pack up a certain spot in
the house - some cupboards, some bookshelves, a tiny, tiny portion
of the garage.... We have a lot of work ahead of us.
Oh by the way, pictures of the JA party with be forthcoming - I am
going to post them on the JA website tomorrow, then make sure they're
professional enough for Ray & Mary (they may not necessarily need
copious images of Sean and Shane making faces on the business site,
you know) then I'll link to them from here.
My feet - OH MY FEET. They've been throbbing since Thursday night
and I keep abusing them.
Would you like something to drink? NO REALLY - HAVE SOMETHING TO DRINK.
my purse, and my americano
was the final full day of preparation for our
Open House tomorrow night. My feet are BURNING.
Marc and I went to Swanson's
Nursery for plants for the patio, then we stopped by my house
to grab some planting stuff, then I ran across the street to Kim &
Bruce's to borrow a big flowerpot, and we finally got back to work
at 4. Then I planted everything. Then we gathered all of the garbage
and recycling and I moved everything around and cleaned and vacuumed
the office. I got home at 8:30.
But the office and the patio look fabulous.
Man I need to eat something besides Girl Scout cookies today.
It's much bigger than it looks
anemones, grasses, and tulips to arrange
I worked my butt off cleaning up the office but man you should
see it. I'm very happy with it.
After work I went straight to Group Health, only to find out that
they were an hour behind schedule. We made an appointment for the
next opening next week, but I also asked that my doctor be given a
note requesting a referral for another ultrasound, so I can possibly
skip the middle man. We'll see what happens.
I came home and passed out for an hour, then we went to dinner at
Saltoro. He had the tenderloin with asparagus, I had the hazelnut-crusted
See that cosmopolitan in front of me?
03-02-05 Nose Dot Update
she had that glowing magnifying glass on my face, she was able to
find a few other spots where I had broken capillaries and zapped those
too - mainly on the left side of my nose. And that whole "gets
worse before it gets better"? It's true. It's not crusty scabby
like I thought, just crusty dry skinny, and I'm not supposed to use
moisturizer so it'll dry out. But without moisturizer on my face,
all of my skin flakes off - I have really dry skin. So I may be making
it heal over a longer period of time since I decided last night to
just start using moisturizer again and hopefully it'll still go away
eventually. We made a second appointment for 6 weeks later to re-zap
The past few days I have had a little "pain" in my left
abdomen - not enough to cause too much worry - just when I sat down
or stood up, it said "Hi". Only yesterday towards the end
of the day, every time I stood up or squatted or sat down, it started
going "HEY" so I made a doctor's appointment for tonight
at six. And today is Sean's birthday. We'll just have to go to dinner
a little later than planned. He gets his gift tonight so I can tell
you about it tomorrow.
Some of you may recall
ovarian cyst of 2004, which is why I'm taking this "HEY" so
serious. I fear that the sucker is back, or there's some scar tissue that's
being weird. Either way, check it, yo.
And my breh, I'm sorry about the flower background - I sat down
ready to type and realized that it's a new month, and wasn't in the mood
to Photoshop some new header words. Flowers it is.
Today is Cleaning Day at work
- we are having a big Open House Party on Friday to celebrate 15 years in
business. This thrills me, of course (wine! catering! people!) but MAN,
of ALL the times for my gut to be hurty. I'm IN CHARGE of cleaning day today.
Dragging boxes around, dusting hard-to-reach crevices, moving window samples....
it's gonna be a fun day.
Now I gotta change the index page and news page and FTP all of this so I
better get going. Those of you who wanna send well-wishes for Sean's birthday,
have at it.