I love New York, and all its craziness, but I could never live there. You have to fight for everything: parking spaces, food, seats, road, bathrooms... THERE IS NOWHERE TO PEE IN MANHATTAN. I came back to Ohio appreciating very basic things, like the grass in my front yard, parking spaces, the freedom to buy a backyard pool, or have a barbecue. What if you want to go to a pumpkin patch in the fall? Or pick your own strawberries?
I was beyond impressed with New York, despite my homesickness. It's a marvel of American ambition, for sure. Just don't drink too much while you're out and about, because as I mentioned, there is nowhere to pee.
I saw a bumper sticker recently that said, "Voldemort votes Republican". I think that's wrong. Voldemort wouldn't vote at all because he is a dictator.
Are you planning on doing any spring cleaning this year? If so, please share a cleaning tip you swear by.
I don't have a tip so much as a philosophy. My philosophy on Spring cleaning is to be ruthless, like the Vikings on the Irish coast. You must be able to part with possessions without weakness or second thoughts. George Forman grill? Gone. Duplicate set of Christmas dishes? Gone. Jeans, ugly sweaters, shoes, Scent Stories, Polly Pocket shoes, magazines, junk mail, plastic cups and bowls... Gone. Gone. Gone.
I have done a great deal of Spring cleaning these last two weeks. I have loaded boxes and bags full of albatrosses and balls-and-chains, and now, with each box the taste of freedom becomes stronger in my mouth. I always do my spring cleaning alone. The others don't have the stomach for what needs to be done. I tell them to look away. I can deal with their grief. I cannot, however deal with the claims on my space and time that these harpy-like possessions demand. Their heads come off now.
very much. All cartoons should be heavy on the Shinto. Miyazaki makes me wish I had house
I originally made that bag almost two years ago, and put photos of it on Flickr. I sold that one, but the one on the book cover is still in the envelope Lark sent it back to me in.
Kate Black sent me two large, fantastic pieces of patent leather. I made her a bag to show my appreciation.
It's cold, and we just got about fifteen inches of snow. About this time of year, I start to feel like winter is an overprotective parent that won't let me stay out past midnight. The snow is lovely, but I've got shit to do. As a consequence of all this nasty weather, my desire to make it outside to my workspace is less and less. I've been in my house, crocheting Pansies and having tea parties.
I finally finished this (after about a year), and now I'm working on an afghan. Historically, I've always hated afghans, and thought they were ugly. I've recently changed my mind.
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