Today has actually been a productive day, although I don't have much to show for it. I'm in the process of sorting through EVERYTHING I own and getting rid of all the junk I've acquired over the years. Today I sorted through hats, scarves and gloves and purses. The problem I found today is that I'm easily able to get rid of past belongings, except for those I made. So, the wobbly purple acrylic scarf I made in middle school? Stayed. The tie-dyed backpack with gold sun appliques and glitter paint? Stayed. This wouldn't be such a problem except, as I realized during my cleaning today, almost all of my cold-weather gear is handmade, and about half my purses are handmade. Many of them are ugly, unnecessary, seldom get used... yet I kept them all.
Another project I've been working on is finally, FINALLY ordering prints of all the digital photos that are cluttering up my iPhoto and making my computer run too slowly. This is a major breakthrough, because I've been meaning to get to this for years. To give you a sense of how long I've procrastinated, I'm about to be a senior in college... and I'm just now ordering prints of my high school graduation.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Hi Everybody!
I love blank paper. When I was little, I was as likely to spend my allowance on blank notebooks from Office Depot as I was to get purple, glittery costume jewelry at Claire's. And now I have the modern equivalent of a new spiral notebook: a new blog! At first I wanted this to be a place to write about my craft projects: sewing, knitting, and the like. But now I'm thinking I might make this more of a catch-all place, and also talk about the books I'm reading, movies I've seen, and my garden.
And by "my garden," of course, I mean my mother's garden. Being back at my parents' house for the summer has a few benefits, one of them being the gorgeous flowers that surround us.
It's going to be a long, hot summer, but hopefully blogging will be motivation to keep myself occupied and noticing the pleasurable things about life. Like tea--tea is definitely one of life's pleasures. Here's a cup of white tea I recently enjoyed at The Coffee House on Cherry Street.
Soon I will post more interesting things--like photos of the sweater I'm about to finish, which has been in the works since January, tales from my summer internship, and pictures from the awesome children's books I got at the used book store. But in the mean time, here's another pretty flower!
Also, a word on my blog title: last semester, my reminiscences about the school I attended from age 4-18 were so rapturous that my friends at college started teasing me about having gone to a "one room schoolhouse." The more I thought about that, the more I realized how much I love the thought of treating every room like a one room schoolhouse, where learning and creating pervade and everyone knows everyone else's name. Oh wait, that's Cheers, isn't it?
And by "my garden," of course, I mean my mother's garden. Being back at my parents' house for the summer has a few benefits, one of them being the gorgeous flowers that surround us.
It's going to be a long, hot summer, but hopefully blogging will be motivation to keep myself occupied and noticing the pleasurable things about life. Like tea--tea is definitely one of life's pleasures. Here's a cup of white tea I recently enjoyed at The Coffee House on Cherry Street.
Soon I will post more interesting things--like photos of the sweater I'm about to finish, which has been in the works since January, tales from my summer internship, and pictures from the awesome children's books I got at the used book store. But in the mean time, here's another pretty flower!
Also, a word on my blog title: last semester, my reminiscences about the school I attended from age 4-18 were so rapturous that my friends at college started teasing me about having gone to a "one room schoolhouse." The more I thought about that, the more I realized how much I love the thought of treating every room like a one room schoolhouse, where learning and creating pervade and everyone knows everyone else's name. Oh wait, that's Cheers, isn't it?
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