All I want to do is make aprons

I just looked through all of the images of fabric at theworkroom.ca

(Navigate to “the shop” and there’s a slideshow there… there’s about 80 images)

And all I want to do,

is learn how to use a sewing machine

learn how to make an apron

and then make aprons.

All day.

And then give them as gifts.

And everyone would have an apron by me.

And it would be awesome.

My Current Desktop Wallpaper

…is of the Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack.

A show I saw for the first time on the Cartoon Network while on my honeymoon (because you’re allowed to relax and watch tv on your honeymoon).

It’s the funniest thing I’ve seen in a long time.

The fan page is pretty intense – it gives the most insight into the show just with the images it has.

I don’t think I can recommend this show enough, or explain it adequately.

Cylon Coffee Maker

I go away for a week (on my honeymoon) and come back to work to find a cylon in the kitchen at work.

Looking at it straight on makes it look more cylonesque. But don’t let such an angle of its coy little face fool you.

Every time I use it, I think of it talking to me in a monotone, electronic voice.

And those cold blue digital caps make me feel like it’s ordering me to

“CHOOSE K-CUP. LIFT HANDLE”

and one day when there are no K-CUPS left (60 cents a piece!!!!) it’s giong to feel unfulfilled and rebel.  Shooting lazers at us from it’s eyes.

Oh, and when it makes your coffee/tea, it VIBRATES LOUDLY. Like you’d imagine a machine considering killing all the hu-mons would.

Wedding Cards

I have received many congratulatory wishes in the form of greeting cards. Most are from the Dollar store, which I don’t mind one bit. But there are some that you know cost five bucks. Haha. And some are downright beautiful! There’s been a few cards that have made me stop and say, “Wow, I love this card.”

Any ideas about what I can do with them?

If I were doing a photo album (we’ll likely make a photo book) I’d stick in some of my favourites in the back.

I’m not one to keep things in a shoe box for ten years. I know how much fun it can be to open up a tin and find memorobilia from your childhood “Oh look! It’s the lead for my mechanical pencils from 9th grade!” but really, while sentimentality is fun, and as hard as it is to throw out those pennies you imprinted “Kennedy Space Centre” and “Busch Gardens” into for a buck, I like the feeling of getting rid of stuff much better.

Throwing out my perfectly good, yet cheap, calculator from high school was hard.  I had put Eeyore stickers on it and wrote out “MINE” in shiny stickers on the front. “My kids would think this is funny one day, and think I was a cute kid.” “Someone could use this, it still works,” I could just hear my mother saying. In the end I threw it out.

I find it hard to throw things in the garbage (images of landfills come to mind and I feel guilty), but I think the process is important because it helps me keep things in perspective when I consider adding to my accumulation of goods.

I am going through my wedding cards tonight. I will be making an excel spreadsheet of the wedding gifts, and who gave them. Then I’ll probably save the nice notes people wrote, and the pretty cards I like, and toss the rest.

I still think I’ll be resorting to a shoebox. :\

“Housewife”

Thoughts:

“Head of Household” is not a Biblical concept. It’s not in the Bible. If it’s sounds familiar it’s because there is ignorance on the topic. Tradition. The Biblical term is “Head of the Wife.”

Today I came upon the word “housewife.” I’ve always understood that to mean “stay-at-home mom.” But it’s often used interchangeably with the word “wife.”

I wonder if our culture
which elevates the house
owning a home
filling it with stuff
creating a space
supplementing our identity with our purchases
and acquisitions

has married us off to our stuff
rather than each other.

The Head is no longer attached to his wife, the holy image-of-God created other person. He is the Head of a House.

The wife is now a housewife, married to her home.

I like homes. I walk past them and admire what people can do with them. I’ve lived in nice ones. But it makes a lot of sense to me, when I look at the state of our economy, and the life goals of most people I know (almost all include “owning a home”) that perhaps “the biggest, most significant purchase you’ll ever make in your whole life” – basically the epitome of “stuff” has taken over the role of what is at the centre of our hopes and dreams.

People are the only eternal things.

Sewing Studio

Where you can pay to sew by the hour.

I love their website.

This would be a fun place to visit.

C’est fini.

the wedding is over. the honeymoon is done.

and I am content.

Walking to work in the rain this morning felt good. The forsythia bushes are in bloom, there are worms on the ground, and I feel good.

:)

Wedding Eve

Yup. Gunna go to bed soon.

Sick as a dog but happy as a clam.

Woot. And booya.

Sew Cool!

I want everything (sewing related) on this page.

My Grandma sewed the front of my wedding dress last night… apparently it was a good 4 inches too long, and I was going to trip on it.

Grandma is SEW COOL.

If you’re the praying sort

Please pray for me. I think I have bronchitis.

And hope is a slippery thing to hold on to.