June was Awesome


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My June in pictures and some words. (I’ll fix the formatting later on some of these pics. You can click through and see the big ones over at Flickr.)

Week 1

The first Thursday night in June, we attended a lecture by the architect that designed our house. Then we went to Dairy Queen in another part of town.

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After that, we headed to the Melody Inn to see Greg’s band Vodka de Milo.

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I liked this picture of Justin that I took:

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And I like this one of Greg, but mostly because you can see me in the reflection of his sunglasses.

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Then, The Cocaine Wolves took the stage for their Royal Feast album release show. I can always count on Mr. Steak to give me at least one totally goofy face just like I can count on Munciana Holmes to give me a couple of windmills:

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I was a little burned out of taking pictures of bands at the Melody, but I did notice that the band members each chose a different kind of shoe (L-R: work boot, cowboy boot, Adidas soccer shoes, classic checkered Vans).

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The best part though was having Rob out with me and seeing a bunch of friends we haven’t seen in awhile.

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Although Rob has gotten better about me always taking his picture, he still doesn’t like it:
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So it is only partially because of my vanity that I take a lot of self-portraits. It is because I am my most willing model. Well, and all that inanimate stuff that can’t complain.

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The next night was First Friday, and I guess I had worn Rob out because he wanted no part of my Fountain Square shenanigans with Greg. There was an opening at IMOCA that featured photos of Evans Woollen (the aforementioned architect who built our house) buildings. Imagine my surprise when I stumbled across two photos of our house before it had been added on to. I immediately texted pics to Rob:

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The next day, I stayed home and cleaned. Nico supervised.

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Then Rob and I went to dinner at Thai Taste where I tried their Bubble Tea. We stopped and bought a little scratcher house, and Nico was the first one to check it out.

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That Sunday, we headed up to South Bend for Dylan’s 5th birthday. It was a pool party, but we didn’t end up swimming. We did however enjoy the visit from the Snow Cone truck.
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The next day, we went back to my brother’s to hook up Dylan’s Rock Band birthday present and we also played with ShibuyaCamera on the iPhone.

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After we got Rock Band hooked up, we headed over to Joe and Carisse’s to hang out a bit and had a good laugh telling each other to “Git-r-done”. We came back from The Bend on Tuesday, and I spent the next couple days organizing and purging some stuff.

Week 2

On Thursday night, one of Rob’s bands had a show at the Vollrath which is in kind of a dodgy part of town. I dragged Greg along with me, and we had fun cracking ourselves up. We decided to leave and head to the Melody Inn after we helped Rob load his drums out, but we ended up staying for one more drink. Greg’s reasoning (according to my Facebook status update) was “I just saw a girl walking outside in bare feet so I don’t know if it’s a good time to leave yet”. I felt very Baby in Dirty Dancing in my jean shorts and stripey shirt, and the line, “I carried a watermelon” kept running through my head.

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Of course the night ended with Greg drunkenly demanding I play ELO’s “Telephone Line” on the jukebox.

Friday, I went for a walk-jog after loading up my phone with new music. Then on Saturday, I headed over to the Indieana Handicraft Exchange to browse the goods. I texted Rob this selection of Cat-er-pillows and he chose the one with the Monocle, whom I brought home and he named Reginald.

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I was just getting ready to come home when Greg showed up with Tommy T. There was so much going on that weekend. In addition to the Handicraft Exchange, there was the Talbot Street Art Fair and Gay Pride Weekend. Walking around the Talbot Street Art Fair, I ran into one of my favorite teachers from Clay Middle, Mr. Choinacky. I talked to him for a minute and then we were all hot and hungry so we walked over to the Varsity Lounge for a grilled cheese and to cool off. It was our way of celebrating Gay Pride. Just as we were leaving, Greg got a call from another friend who was at the Lockerbie Pub and told us to come over and hang out. At that point, World Cup had just started and I told Greg, “You know they’re just there for World Cup, right?” Then he countered, “They wouldn’t call me to hang out for World Cup.” I bet him $5 that the gathering was World Cup celebrations, and when we got there I won. We hung out there for a bit, and I finally went home again because I knew that We Are Hex was playing that night and I wanted to see them.

On Sunday, I went back to the Art Fair to talk with Mr. Choinacky more and we had a nice little visit as he was packing up his booth.

Our plans for Monday were to drive out to Connecticut to pick up a Craigslist Optigan and stop at Fallingwater and Philip Johnson’s Glass House on the way there and back. I tried to reserve tickets for the house tours, but they were sold out at the convenient times we’d be passing through. I was excited to take a road trip with Rob, but on Sunday night after not being able to secure the tickets, I told Rob that it would be cheaper to just have the Optigan shipped because with gas and hotels, it would still be cheaper money-wise.

It turned out that was the right choice though, because we had some crazy storms and rain come through Indy, and we ended up taking a little water in the basement. Not a lot, but I was glad we were home to monitor the situation. I don’t like being away from the house when severe weather hits. I was getting on a good cleaning/organizing roll, but the next set of storms knocked the power out for about 14 hours overnight.

Week 3

After deep-cleaning my bedroom and the power being out, I got a bit of a cold. At first I thought it was allergies, but then I gave in to the fact that I was actually sick. I had been pretty productive and able to function with it, but Rob made me take it easy a couple days and rest because he was afraid I wouldn’t get better. Somehow in that time, we managed a quick trip up to The Bend to pick up the Beetle with its new stereo!

Beans found a new place to take a nap:

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I also started tap dancing lessons at the Monon Center with Erin, Jen, and Courtney. It has been really fun, and I always look forward to Tuesday nights. On that Wednesday, Rob and I headed to the Rathskeller to have some drinks with Pastaqueen and her friends before she left Indy for North Carolina. We took the Beetle, and Rob does not like this particular scarf look on me. I feel like I look like Little Steven or one of the New Jersey Housewives.

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Week 4

On Thursday, I was still a little under-the-weather. Rob made me make an appointment with my Dr. since I had been sick for a week now. We headed to the Apple Store to wait in line to pick up our new phones, and I was racing the clock trying to get our phones before I had to get to the Dr. It was kind of annoying to wait, but at least I knew there was actually a phone waiting there for me. They provided umbrellas for shade, water, and I had my rainbow Apple manicure to keep my spirits up.

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We got our phones activated and headed straight to the Dr., calling them on the way to let them know I’d be 5-10 minutes late. I took this picture while there, and forgot to download it to my phone before syncing and putting all my info on the new phone, so it only survives on Facebook (well, and the copy I uploaded to Flickr for this post).

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That Friday was pretty tame for me, a I knew Saturday was packed full of fun for us. We did manage to try out Huddles Frozen Yogurt though. It was good and very easy to blow way too much $$$ on froyo.

Saturday, we started our day at our favorite neighborhood pancake house, before heading to a housewarming and then on to a show at Birdy’s.

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I had tons of fun playing with the new iPhone camera. And Rob had a lot of fun photo-bombing my self-portraits.

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On Sunday, I headed out to the Mel to show Greg the iPhone (since he was still waiting on his) and tell him all the stories he missed while he was in Wisconsin. The difference between the front and rear cameras on the phone is large, especially factoring in that you can use the flash on the rear camera.

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Then I went home and made sure to set my DVR to record my old school and church friend LauraVanderkam on the Today Show being interviewed about her new book, 168 Hours: You Have More Time Than You Think (I get some pennies if you buy it after clicking that link).

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Then on Tuesday, it was time for a dentist appointment and tap dance class. I drove the Beetle all day and it was awesome, although I did end up pretty freckly without a visor. At least I wore sunscreen!

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The best way to end June was to sneak up to South Bend without telling anyone, and visit Keely who was in from NYC. She was hanging out at Joe’s pool, so I drove up for the day to hang out. The weather was absolutely perfect- just beyond warm to hot and with a slight breeze. I rocked a Panama Jack look and enjoyed time with doggies and friends.

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And then, just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Joe’s wife Carisse made us ice cream sundaes with fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies. Then I went to bed and it was July.

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Stuff I Think About When I Hear About Iceland


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Not just a country with volcanic activity wreaking havoc on travelers’ plans, Iceland has been an escape for Damon Albarn (who owns a bar in Reykjavik) and the home of Bjork (who, coincidentally, escaped to London). Any time Iceland comes up in conversation with Rob, I’m always spouting off facts I learned when I went there in 2000 for the Iceland Airwaves music festival. So, I found a few pics from my first digital camera ever (which I owned for about a month before taking these), and I assemble them here for you so every time you hear the word Iceland, you’ll now have these random facts bouncing around your head. The only thing the pictures and the facts have in common is Iceland.

1. Because Iceland is so isolated, its gene pool is very pure and homogenized. It was considered a commodity in the late 90’s when the government allowed a company to create a database using health records from the early 20th century onwards. There was a huge ethics battle, and people ended up having to opt-in. They were still able to get over 1/2 of the population to participate. A joint venture with Hoffman- La Roche led to the discovery of new genetic indicators responsible for certain diseases, but no drugs were able to be developed as a result.
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2. Iceland uses a patronymic system for deriving last names. The last name is derived by the name of your father, followed by “son” or “daughter”. So in an Icelandic family, it is possible that 4 family members could have different last names.
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3. It is no surprise that Iceland is rich in clean, geothermal energy. In fact, 80% of Iceland’s energy is clean energy, with fossil fuels only being used to power cars and fishing boats. As a result, there is little pollution.
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4. Iceland’s main international airport was built by the US military during WWII. After the war, it was an important refueling stop for international civil aviation. However, until a new terminal was built, visitors had to go through US military checkpoints. It’s about 45 minutes from Reykjavik and only handles international flights.

In 1981, upon our return from a family trip to Sweden, we had to stop at Keflavik for some sort of emergency landing. At 4 years old, I can vaguely remember the military checkpoints.
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5. Anyone who was hung over on a Saturday with some time to kill in the early-mid 90’s (why, hello there, college) remembers ESPN’s coverage and many reruns of World’s Strongest Man competitions. Iceland dominated the World’s Strongest Man competitions from the mid 80’s to mid 90’s. From 1984 to 1996, Jon Pall Sigmarsson and Magnus ver Magnusson dominated the competition, placing first 8 out of 12 years, and when neither won, they placed second (well, except for 1989, when Sigmarsson placed third). When you remember that the entire population of Iceland is about the same as my hometown metro area, it’s quite a feat.
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You can view these larger over on Flickr. Next up, I’ll get to blogging some of our trip to Japan!

Enchanté 2010


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So, with my clutter mostly cleared and 2009 behind me, I can start moving onto some new things I am hoping to do this year. My main goal this year is to create something each day. Spending 2009 dealing with stuff that has been holding me back has given me so much energy to create- write, take pictures, crochet, sew, cook, whatever. As I’ve been organizing for the past year- the only year where it actually seemed like there was an end to it- I’ve been thinking about all of the things I could do with the time I would have since I wouldn’t be organizing so intensely.

I’ve dug through Rubbermaid totes full of books, old crafting supplies, mementos, magazines and whatnot; I’ve had to learn to let go of things I thought I might do. This past year has been a huge lesson in living in the present. No keeping clothes that used to fit. No keeping books I’ve owned for 8 years and still haven’t read. No keeping the scrapbooking supplies still unused in the Creative Memories binder on a shelf in the closet. This year, I plan on sharpening the skills I have developed in the past year for organizing and letting go of things. I probably still have more stuff than the average person, but I have purged so much that I feel so light compared to how it used to weigh me down.

So, internet, here are the things I hope to accomplish in the last (first?) year of this decade 2010:

  1. As I stated above, I want to create one thing each day. This can be a crafty project- and likely will be one of the millions I have bookmarked. But if I’m not doing a crafty thing, I have to make something. So a dinner or recipe from scratch (Trader Joe’s frozen meals do not count). Or a picture that actually takes some set up like a still life as a creative outlet. Writing also counts, so a blog post works or a chapter of a book I may have in my head.
  2. I will crochet 365 granny squares this year. I want to do this for practice and so I can make a blanket or baby quilt or scarf. Again, this goes along with #1. It was going to be 1-per-day, but I honestly don’t crochet a lot in the summer, so the goal is 365 by the end of the year.
  3. I want to go out and hang with Rob’s parents once a month. There are two reasons this is important to me. One is that I think we should spend more time with Rob’s family. The second is kid of selfish in that as I’m crafting more things I know I will run into techniques that I don’t understand or that I need a better explanation for. Rob’s mom is an absolute fountain of crocheting/knitting/sewing knowledge and she has provided me with several a-ha/lightbulb  moments as I have learned to crochet and sew. I figure I’m stupid not to use such a wonderful resource.
  4. Eat out less. Part of doing all of this organizing has left me without the energy to really cook. However, I feel so much better when I do, and I know Rob appreciates it and so do our waistlines.
  5. Travel more to visit friends. I have been meaning to go visit a million people in a million places here in the US, and I haven’t made the time. This is the year that I’m going to be more spontaneous and find cheap flights to visit my friends that I miss dearly or to go and finally meet some online ones.
  6. Give more feedback. Sometimes when I’m buying something I go and look for reviews and I really appreciate good ones, so I need to put in my 2 cents about some things that I have so others have the information to make purchasing decisions. This also will include just telling people “great job” or “this could have been better- and here’s how” more.
  7. Give more of myself by volunteering. This past year I have been pretty self-absorbed. My desire to conquer my clutter has been a pretty intense process, and I’ve been kind of selfish about it and selfish with my time. So, this year I want to balance some things out a bit and give more of myself and my time to my community. I haven’t decided how yet, but honestly after this year, even if I just volunteer for one event it will be an improvement.

There are some other things that I hope to do this year, but they’re on the backburner and not ready to be made public yet. So, did you make any resolutions or use 1/1/10 as an easy-to-remember start date for a cool project? I wanna hear ‘em.

Here’s a picture of the first thing I made in 2010- a granny square!

Goodbye 2009!


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So, I know this isn’t really the end of the decade, but to me it feels like it is because it’s the end of the 00s. There will be no more double-zero-in-the-middle years until the year 3000. Because of that, my friend Herbie said we should call this decade the Oohs (pronounced “ooze” if you weren’t sure). It never caught on- not that we really tried that hard- so everyone is referring to these years as the oughts or naughties. In my heart, they’ll always be the Oohs.
I rang in 2000 in London with my best friend Joe. I almost didn’t make it because I had lost my passport in the clutter of my Bloomington apartment, and had to drive up to Chicago the day before Christmas Eve and use Travisa to expedite my new passport application through in one day. In classic Kristen fashion, I of course found my misplaced passport (with an awesome picture) about a week after I got back. This year, I was happy my passport finally expired so I could get rid of the picture of frazzled me that was on the replacement passport.
I feel like 2009 was a year where a lot of things finally clicked and I made huge steps towards being the person I really want to be. I was going to do a whole decade wrap-up post, but a friend on Facebook reminded me that the decade doesn’t actually end until the end of next year. Honestly, that’s OK.
When it comes down to it, the last decade is kind of summed up by that story. I’ve learned so much about myself in the last 10 years, and I’m almost to the point where Kristen2000 with the clutter and flakiness because of it is gone. And I’m totally OK with that. I’ll Tell my stories from the last decade another time. Right now I’m going to enjoy the last moments as Kristen2009 and dream a little about Kristen2010.
I have been thinking abouty the last 10 years through my iTunes. You can listen to the soundtrack of my last decade over at Blip.fm
Happy New Year!
I will leave you with a picture from 2000. Not of me, but a daily life snapshot of my surroundings the day I got my first digital camera to remind me of who I was and who I want to be.

So, I know this isn’t really the end of the decade, but to me it feels like it is because it’s the end of the 00s. There will be no more double-zero-in-the-middle years until the year 3000. Because of that, my friend Herbie said we should call this decade the Oohs (pronounced “ooze” if you weren’t sure). It never caught on- not that we really tried that hard- so everyone is referring to these years as the oughts or naughties. In my heart, they’ll always be the Oohs.

I rang in 2000 in London with my best friend Joe. I almost didn’t make it because I had lost my passport in the clutter of my Bloomington apartment, and had to drive up to Chicago the day before Christmas Eve and use Travisa to expedite my new passport application through in one day. In classic Kristen fashion, I of course found my misplaced passport (with an awesome picture) about a week after I got back. This year, I was happy my passport finally expired so I could get rid of the picture of frazzled me that was on the replacement passport.

I feel like 2009 was a year where a lot of things finally clicked and I made huge steps towards being the person I really want to be. I was going to do a whole decade wrap-up post, but a friend on Facebook reminded me that the decade doesn’t actually end until the end of next year. Honestly, that’s OK, because I want to really spend some time if I’m going to write about a whole decade of my life.

When it comes down to it, the last decade is kind of summed up by the person I was when I was ringing in 2000. I’ve learned so much about myself in the last 10 years, and I’m almost to the point where Kristen v.2000 with the clutter and flakiness because of it is gone. And I’m totally OK with that. I’ll tell my stories from the last decade another time, and I will definitely talk more about what I’ve been through in 2009 in more detail in the near future because it was truly a transformational year. Right now I’m going to enjoy the last moments as Kristen v.2009 and dream a little about Kristen v.2010.

I have been reflecting on the last 10 years through my iTunes library. You can listen to the soundtrack of my last decade over at Blip.fm

Happy New Year!

I will leave you with a picture from 2000. Not of me, but a daily life snapshot of my surroundings the day I got my first digital camera to remind me of who I was and who I want to be.

My messy studio in Linden Gardens, London W2

My messy studio in Linden Gardens, London W2, 9-17-00

Thankful


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It’s been a long time, but de-cluttering my life has taken all of my energy.

I’m in the home stretch of the transformation and by 2010, you will describe me as this girl you know who used to be a packrat. I plan on writing a lot more about it in the future. It’s amazing how creative I feel and how much I want to write now that I am clearing the decks. It’s like this energy around me can circulate better.

But today is a very important day in Kristen history. It was just one year ago today that I woke up from having what I thought had been the worst.gas.ever with what felt like a knot in my lower right abdomen. A little Wikipedia and a call to a friend, and I had figured out I had appendicitis before I even went to the hospital. At least I knew I would be checking in so I took a shower at home and packed a bag to put in the trunk and it was off to the ER we went.

About 9 hours after getting there, I was waking up in recovery, and Rob was in the waiting room with Janie, Don, and Samantha who were in Indianapolis for Sam’s gymnastics meet. Then they took me to my room and I sent Rob home to get some sleep.

It seemed like I would never recover from my abdominal laparoscopic surgery and like I would never be able to lift more than 8 pounds again. I was disappointed that my packrat title-shedding goal wouldn’t be met for 2009, but looking back I don’t know how I ever thought I would make it there in ~3 weeks.

It was 3 years ago on this day that was also one of the most monumental days of Rob’s and my life together. In the morning we had to put Bud down. He had an intestinal blockage and he had been sick for weeks. It was so sad. I remember it was such a beautiful day. We cleaned Rob’s apartment and had the windows open since it was like 55º. Then later we went and adopted Beans and Nico from Petsmart and the vet’s office respectively. Just as we were getting home with our new kitties, Rob got a phone call that his Grandpa Bill had an aneurysm.

So, a lot of things have happened in our life together on December 6. I feel like we have experienced every emotion possible on this day in the past few years. This year, it was pretty uneventful. And for that I am thankful.

This seriously just happened


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So, the sliding door install guys are done and I was sitting outside talking to my friend Jen on the phone. This black BMW X5(or was it an X3- the SUV crossover one) pulls in my cul-de-sac and parks next to the woods between my house and my neighbors and sits in the car blasting the Beatles and then gets out of the car, walks into the woods and drops a CVS bag filled with Sutter Home mini wine bottles and gets back in the car and drives off while I shout, “Thanks for littering, asshole!” while trying to get the ENVIRONMENTAL plate number off the back. A trip into the woods to collect the litter revealed that while today’s drop was full of wine, there were also empty boxes in another bag leading me to believe that they’ve been here before. Then while I was picking it up a black mustang with a late-teen or twenty-something couple with a Cali plate drove by in my cul-de-sac for no apparent reason.

So, let this be a word of warning that we cul-de-sac dwellers are watching all the time. Do not let the false sense of security you get from no traffic passing cloud your judgement. Take your shady shit elsewhere. Kthxbye.

Update: I think the wine was being hidden to drink when she leaves her house on foot by a neighbor whose husband has been diagnosed with cancer. I think it’s the lady who lives behind me on another street. Sad.

Today was marvelous!


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So as I was typing that title, Beans hopped over my laptop like the exclamation point. He has been my shadow for the past few days. It’s so cute!

Today I was woken up by a giant, cracking clap of thunder that I was sure had split a tree in the woods outside my house. I squinted to see what time it was, and saw Beans’s wide eyes asking me if that was the biggest clap of thunder we’d hear. I thought it was, so I tried to catch some more sleep and he plopped next to my belly and snuggled in. About 25 minutes later, there was another huge cracking thunder and lighting boom- the kind you can’t count seconds between to gauge the distance of the storm because you are actually right in the bowels of it. Trying to sleep anymore was a futile effort, so I gave up on that, but moved very slow for the next hour and a half. I just couldn’t get any momentum going since I needed another hour of sleep.

Then I lived the adult version of missing the school bus when I opened the garage door to see the back of the garbage truck going past my house. I had a garbage bag in my hand and a downpour between me, the half-full rolling can, and the back of the truck. I gave up on getting the garbage out and figured there’s always next week and shifted my mental energy towards breakfast. I’ve been enjoying Weetabix for breakfast the past few mornings. Rob thinks it’s weird old people cereal (pointing to the pictorial evidence on the box using all models over 60). I guess it kind of is, but I like it.

I stayed in bed most of the day catching up on the online reading while occasionally checking the basement for water as it stormed. I’ve mostly been closet purging and doing file cleanup and backup on my computer the past few days- physically and mentally exhausting work. The closet is done and organized and Rob has more space than just a little closet ghetto. I feel really good about my wardrobe and it’s easy to shop my closet for new looks. Yay!

Rob took me to the Four Seasons on the east side for dinner. I told him I wanted a Greek diner where I had a breakfast option. I had a gyro and we split a piece of banana cream pie. It was pretty good. When we came home I got that extra hour of sleep I missed in the morning. Then I had a burst of household productivity and started some laundry and made a list.

I finally ended the night listening to Sirius on my iPhone and doing some glittery Skittle nails. I just kind of rolled with the day and made the best of it all. Sometimes you just take a day for what it is and enjoy simple things like rest and reading. The best part though was having Rob understand what I meant when I spoke about “Dororthy Hamill times”

I love them and all bajillion colors it took.

I love them and all bajillion colors it took.

Now I get to go to sleep with Beans curled up next to me. He’s been dreaming about chasing or pouncing on something. I love when his paws look like he’s running in his sleep. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up and give my mom a birthday call.

Nothing but love,

The Way We Get By


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So, this weekend I headed over to the IMA for the Indianapolis International Film Festival.  I honestly meant to take in more of the festival, but I’ve been kind of busy. But I told myself that no matter what I would at least make it to the screenings of people I knew. Tomorrow (or today-Wedneday the 22), I’m checking out my old friend Travis Betz’s movie Lo. It’s a fiction work, and I’m excited to go and catch up with him and see what he’s been working on. He’s always been so talented and I’m excited for this screening.

Anyway, another old classmate, Gita Pullapilly, had her documentary screen on Saturday and Sunday and I made it over for the Sunday matinee. It also opened at the IFC Center in New York this weekend as well. The movie centers around 3 elderly Bangor, Maine residents who show up to thank the troops returning home from Iraq or Afghanistan for their service. The first stop in the US on the soldiers’ trip home form the war zones is Bangor International Airport. The 3 greeters that are featured all have ties to the military, but the movie isn’t really about the troops and the wars. Instead the focus is on the 3 troop greeters who show up no matter what is going on in their own lives to say thank you to the soldiers serving overseas. It doesn’t get overly political and instead offers a glimpse into these lives, with a touching exposition of what it’s like to age in our country. Anyway, it was really good, and I cried (and it seemed like a lot of people were crying). It’ll be on Netflix soon, and you can add it to your queue. You can also head over to the site and check out the screenings page to see if there’s one coming up in your area.

Just watch the trailer, and you’ll get the gist.

Edited to add: While I think the main strength of the movie is the story of the troop greeters, I can’t believe I forgot to mention how nicely the movie is shot and edited. From a technical point-of-view I found it a joy to watch. When setting the scene, there are quick cuts used, but not at all in the “I’m trying to be edgy” sense. I found the visual treatment to be nicely styled, but not overdone and it allowed the story to shine.

Weekend Round-up


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This weekend was fairly low-key. We didn’t end up doing anything Friday because I waited for the Terminix guy who was late. It wasn’t his fault and I didn’t have anywhere to be, so it was cool, but now that my favorite guy that we had for years isn’t servicing the house anymore, I think I’m going to re-evaluate them when our service agreement is up with them next year. I want heavy-duty bug killing, and I might be looking at the Orkin Man. Friday night, I remembered that I needed to hit up the Kroger to get the ingredients for Rob’s birthday cake for his joint birthday ceelbration with his sister out in Greenfield. It was kind of chilly, and almost fall-like. While it was nice, I really would like some more warm weather before we go to that nice weather more often. Although this is Indiana, so we’ll probably skip that nice weather in the fall when it’s supposed to occur and go straight to the frigid arctic weather.

Saturday morning, I skipped the Binford Farmer’s Market and made a smoothie and the Pineapple Upside-Down Cheesecake for the party. It’s his favorite. It was off to Greenfield and after a brief stop at teh Riley House Restaurant to pick up some broasted chicken, it was party time. It was fun to play with Lizzie and we had nice visits with Rob’s family. His dad is doing really well after the kidney transplant. It’s totally amazing because I can already see improvement. I guess I just expected teh recovery to be worse.

I went for a bike ride when we got back, being inspired by the serious bikers- and by serious I mean the guys with teh fast bikes in Lycra looking like they were Tour de France training. I thought, “Oh, these guys must live out here because this terrain is probably good for training for races.” In reality, it was probably a couple guys who were part of the Ride Across Indiana which cut right through Greenfield on US 40.

Sunday morning, we rode up to the Binford Cafe. It was about 2.25 miles round-trip and we saw some geese and some doggies and enjoyed the sunny, yet cooler weather. It’s not very far, but I do try to ride my bike more and more to things close by like the Farer’s Market, Kroger, CVS, et al. In the afternoon, I headed to the IMA to see The Way We Get By which is a documentary produced by an old classmate of mine. I’ll say more about it in another post I think, because I have more to say. My reaction was definitely positive though. After I got home, Rob and I went to Barnes and Noble and had dinner at Taiwan Tea House on 82d & Dean Rd. on the north side. It was sooooo good. I could eat there every day.

And we were able to ease into this week today, by using our Monday to have lunch at the Mongolian BBQ (for cheap since Rob had a birthday coupon!) and head to Costco for some necessities. Productive, yet enjoyable.

Anyway, here are some random weekend pics from my iPhone:

Lizzie My Basket with teh Tunes Whee! Geese Rob the Rat Fink Judy Levy's Memory Cloud Installation at the IMA Beans always demolishes his toys

Ugly Glasses and a Cute Beans


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So, the past week I have been cleaning a lot and trying to purge stuff. I have found it therapeutic to take pictures some of the items I’m getting rid of before actually giving them away. I was cleaning one day and I came across these glasses which were probably from the 90’s. Sometimes I can’t let go until I see how ridiculous I look and have the “What was I ever thinking?” moment. I think I look like Winston Churchill or something. Normally, I would keep this atrocity and how terrible I look under wraps. I mean, I hadn’t showered yet that day, and I’d been cleaning in addition to the fact I looked like a cartoon Churchill. But then Beans had to jump in and be all cute, so I figured I might as well share that with you all. Just look how cute he is!

I’m currently enjoying the fruits of all last week’s cleaning in the public areas of the house which are relatively clutter-free at the moment– all of the clutter is currently confined to the bedrooms. But those bedrooms will be doozies when I start them tomorrow-ish.