Tweeters

I want to know. What is SO great about tweeting? Twitter seems to be fairly ubiquitous, and yet extremely exclusive if you're not involved. It's one of "those" things. Tech that I don't understand/am not quite a part of. Yet. I've been considering it. More and more.
I'm thinking about dropping FB and picking up more on blogs and twitter.
I hardly get any useful information out of Facebook anymore, except for occasionally a pregnancy announcement or a random "hey I'm moving" sort of thing. Which I certainly do appreciate knowing, but honestly... If we talked on the phone or actually wrote each other (meaning really consistent friends) I should already know that!
And I find out far more information through blogs at the moment anyway. Maybe it's just that twitter is all about one liners and therefore hold far more humor potentiality. Maybe that's why I'm thinking about it. But do I want to know the little random things about where people are and what they're doing/breathing/eating/etc?

I must ponder this some more.

Work work work

I've been busy away from the computer a lot lately it seems. I've neglected a lot of different things in favor of sleep.
But my little plants keep growing without me! Except for when I forget to water them. Then they wilt a bit in the heat. Luckily I've remembered to check on them every few days so far.

The mint is flourishing in the shade, but I'm thinking of repotting the other herbs one more time into individual pots. The booklet I received from a Kickstarter project there in the center says that repotting more than once is a no no... but I think I'm going to have to do it. Looking through the booklet, there's lots of cool information on urban gardening. Some I'm not so interested in... like composting and worm bins. I know they're both really good things... but... ick. Maybe next year. Other projects I would be interested in trying. Like a Salad Table. And maybe some large potted veggies. We'll see!

For now I'm just enjoying the blue skies and sunshine!

 

It's been crazy...

And really hot at work.

I got tired of having to pull my hair out of the way.

So I cut my hair.

No worries. I didn't cut it myself. I got it cut at a very cute little salon.

5 whole DAYS

I haven't blogged in a while.
Mostly because of the lack of notable things happening. That and I keep forgetting to take pictures of some things.
Like my herbs growing.
And the crazy rainstorm we had yesterday.
And the cool new booklet I got about urban gardening.

There are so many nifty little things that happen. And then I forget to blog about them. But one day... I'll get around to it!

Midweek

It's a tragedy that American's are obsessed with "making it". "It" usually being money and power through money or status. I think of other corners of the world where life is more important than our jobs. Life is more than our work.  I think of how much time I spend here at this desk and I wonder how much happier I would be if I chose to be a little poorer and used my time to a more fulfilling purpose.
But work can be fulfilling. I work to provide for me and mine. Yet I earn far more than our needs require for now. I'm working so I will be comfortable in the future. I work to not work eventually. Why do we do this to ourselves? Why do we so gladly hop on the treadmill of corporate security and steady paychecks?

I'm glad I actually like my job most days. I'm glad I'm good at what I do. I'm glad someone wants to help me with health insurance (such a ridiculous scam...) and wants to pay me for my time.

But to be honest I would prefer to actually spend my time without paperwork or bureaucracy. I would like to stay home and work on creating wonderful beautiful people and things. Who wouldn't?

Most days I don't think about this sort of thing, but the clear blue sky is making me think of what it would be like ... Someday.

Not too Shabby

I feel like... awesome and tired all at once. Tired, because I stayed up far to late to talk with friends. One of whom was Em. And she's leaving me. Moving home. WHY?? Ah life. I suppose I'll have to change the blog name to something else more reflective of the new situation. Me without Em. Sad day.
The awesome comes in, because there was a little note in my inbox informing me that I'd won a Shabby Apple dress giveaway! I never win things like this. In fact one of the few reasons that I comment on people's blogs is because I realize that for them it's a source of income. And I want to encourage and help them out with their endeavors. Also: who doesn't want a free  (anything) !!! And for once I actually won. SO cool.

I guess it won't be an off day after all.

Tut tut thursday

It's unfortunate that I've been so tired after our big move to the new apt. Because there's still a lot to be done. And I've gotten about... 5% of it finished. Anything else that's been completed was probably done by Peter.
I have nails to hang pictures. I have shelves to put things on. I have the time. Not the energy.
But today I'm ignoring all the things I'm supposed to be doing and going to see a friend in his show. It's summer, and I'm cutting myself some slack. I'm not going to worry. I'm not going to stress. It'll all get done eventually.

And then something else will change! Ah life.

Mawwiage...It's what...

Does getting married really make everyone come together?
Weddings are wonderful celebrations. They make great parties. Great food/desserts. Great clothes.
And hopefully great couples.

I know a couple of people who got married recently. And I really wonder if they're going to make it. I knew them separately, from different times of my life. Before anyone was "adult" or considering marriage (read: irresponsible). I sincerely hope that they've grown in ways that will complement and complete each other. That's what you hope for any marriage.

I've known lots of people with divorced parents. As I've grown and gotten married myself, more and more of my friends are tying and buying into the marriage knot. And unfortunately a portion of those have already found that they didn't make the right decision somewhere along the way and are now divorced.

Numerous pop culture and classic stories have been written about this goal of marriage. All asking the same question in one way or another. . . Is it worth it?

I know it is and has been for me, worth every second. I really hope Peter agrees.

But what makes it stick? Because I'm really hoping we have that too.

THE piano

 So I was supposed to purchase Em's keyboard because she's moving home. I didn't. Instead I fulfilled one of my longed/hoped/dreamed of wish list items. I bought a piano. Not a baby grand or anything like that mind you. Just a small spinet sized upright family piano. And I love it. It needs a little tuning. It needs a permanent home. And I intend to provide it both of those things. To the right you can see where it will eventually live. All the way over in that corner. And below you can see a bit closer view of the pretty little details.

Midweek

I can't... I have a hard time knowing it's June. It doesn't feel like June. Especially in our new apartment. It's not swelteringly hot. In fact, it's really, really cold. I'm still layering blankets cold. Basements can do that.

I still haven't sorted out everything in the new place, and I'm not sure where things are, but we're slowly making progress. I have a hallway and a few rooms to put in order. Once we've got that done I'll have to focus a little more on getting things decorated and a bit more homey. We'll get there. No rush.