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Enchanté 2010

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!

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

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

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!

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,

Weekend Round-up

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

Wanna go for a ride or you wanna go for a walk?



This is a classic YouTube favorite of mine (and Rob’s). We ask each other questions in this voice all the time while tilting our heads.

I’m off to meet Rob on an independent movie shoot. I’m going to do some photos from the set. It’s super hot in Indy today, and they’re shooting outside.

Nostalgia

Today I spent a majority of the day reminiscing. I listened to music old and new on Pandora, blip.fm & last.fm. While listening I wrote-just getting down memories. I listened to a lot of the music that I was grooving on at the end of college and relived those times digging through old pictures on my hard drive.

It doesn’t seem like almost 8 years ago that I came home from London and was in South Bend for a bit before moving to Indianapolis 2 months before 9/11. It’s weird to think that my life would have been different if I had stayed in South Bend or moved to Chicago instead.

Tonight I’m writing this from PunkRockNight at the Melody Inn. Greg, who runs PRN, was my first friend in Indianapolis and if I hadn’t met Greg, who knows where I’d be now. I probably wouldn’t have met Rob. I always tell my mom that marrying Rob is the best decision I ever made. I’ve been in Indy now for 1/4 of my life. It has become home. Although home is anywhere Rob is now. It’s not so location-based anymore. All I need is Rob and my kitties.

Train Station Choreography

So, last night I was super tired and IU just didn’t have a lot in me after doing the online tech support for my pops. Not his fault or anything, I was just tired. So anyway, last night Jen came over and I scanned some pictures for her to put on Facebook. Now, I’m inspired to do some of my own. Perhaps this weekend. Rob has a show tomorrow at Zanies with Yuki. Apparently there are 4 bands playing (really?). So tonight I sense some laying low even though it’s First Friday. I kind of want to go out, but I also want to stay home and plow through some stuff. I have a feeling with the temperature drop, I’ll end up choosing the stay in option. Because I am lame like that.

Today on Twitter Rachel Maddow shared this Dutch train station video. It seems to be inspired by one from T-Mobile last year in England. After watching both of these, I get teary that all those people collaborated to bring some random joy (and probably pimp some products, but whatever). Enjoy them!

You Thought It Was April Fool’s!

So, I said I was going to try to blog each day in April, and well, here I am. I really wasn’t lying about that. There’s a lot of stuff that happens in my life or that I see that probably doesn’t deserve a full blog post, which is where Facebook and Twitter fit in.  Anyway, Rob always says I should do a food blog. I don’t know about that, but I do have strong opinions about food things. I wish I didn’t, but I do.

This March I was extremely disappointed for a few days when I kept trying to score a Shamrock Shake.  I tweeted all about it. I know I’m not the only person that thinks they are an awesome seasonal treat. Plus, Rob and/or I have been sick for the last month on and off, so there was only like a 3-day window where I actually wanted to eat dairy and wouldn’t be concerned with producing extra mucus. My throat was still sore and the Shamrock Shake was ideal! So, what gives with the Indianapolis McDonald’s not carrying them?  Is this one of those regional things? Sometimes, Rob makes me feel like I come from a foreign country, even though I’m just from 3 hours north. It probably doesn’t help that I consider anything south of Kokomo to be southern Indiana.

I went to 3 different McDonald’s in 2 days until I gave up after seeing someone’s Facebook status that the Indy region franchisees voted not to participate. Boo! Apparently though, if I had trekked over to the 71st and Michigan Rd. McDonald’s I could have had one. How did I find that out, you ask? Well, der, I just went to ShamrockShake.com (web 2.0 at its finest) and you can input your location to find Shamrock Shakes. Obviously, at most McD’s Shamrock Shakes are gone by the end of March- if not gone within days after St. Patrick’s Day- so you’ll have to wait until next year. Yeah, too bad I just found that site tonight.

Apparently, I’ll have to hang on he Northwest side next year or make the trek up to the Bend where Shamrock Shakes are abundant. Luckily, I have many reasons to go up there! Anyway, this concludes today’s episode of This Is Why I’m Fat- I mean Kristen Blogs for 30 Days: Maybe Not Quality, but at least you’ll get one.