Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Crafty Goodness

One of the things I love about my new condo---besides not having to call Madison PD several times a week---is having so much space that I can dedicate an entire closet to my craft supplies.

The photos don't really do it justice because it is really an enormous closet. If I were in New York, I'd probably be selling vital organs to pay for the space contained in just this closet.

Unfortunately, organizing my craft closet is about as crafty as I've been this summer. I was on a dishcloth spree earlier in June.

And I started a scarf---only to rip it out because the pattern was annoying me and I kept messing up. I also added a few more inches to my sister's wedding afghan, which is now 13 months overdue.

Other than that---and despite hauling several large boxes of craft supplies across time zones---I've been rather uncrafty for several months. And right now, all my creative energy is focused on the condo. Which could be interesting given my history of getting bored halfway through any given project. I may wind up with a lot of half-painted rooms.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Whoever coined the phrase "It's just like riding a bike"

Was an idiot. Or only rode on flat surfaces.

Granted, the coordination/balance thing sticks. But the muscles? Not so much.

As much as I love my new condo (and, oh, I do love it!), the one thing I miss about The Place That Shall Not Be Named is being walking distance from campus. I'm still very close to campus, but 4 miles is a bit too far to hoof it. I have several bus options, but then I'm stuck to the bus schedule, which doesn't always jive well with my class schedule (I get to places either half an hour early or 10 minutes late).

But there is a bike trail not far from me that goes straight to campus.

So I thought I'd dust off the bike. A little WD-40 and some air in the tires and it seems to be doing okay.

Me---I need a little more maintenance. Because despite being up to running almost 3 miles, 3-4 times a week, I could barely do half a mile on the bike. Biking uses a whole different set of muscles---most of which I apparently haven't used in at least 2 years (that's as far back as I can remember not using the bike). My little test run around the block to check the condition of the bike turned into a major workout for me. I was huffing, puffing, and dripping sweat---in under 5 minutes.

And that was without carrying 30 lbs or so of books on my back.

In other condo news, I've narrowed down my paint options for the living room to two colors. I went yesterday and got quarts of three colors, and one was eliminated immediately (it looked nice on the chip but on the wall, it's the color of Velveeta). I'm planning a "Choose My Paint" party for this weekend to get some help with the final decision.

And for my birthday, I got a pretty new quilt for my comfy new bed. Or at least I think the quilt was for me . . .

Monday, August 27, 2007

The Weekend

Saturday Night:

Sunday Morning:

Sunday Night:

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Best Way Ever to Grow Old

Romping in the park with my best friend.

Also, dancing at a transvestite cabaret. Especially one that has a Neil "Motherf*#%ing" Diamond impersonator.