Monday, April 30, 2007
My recovery from a new job has almost been completed. I find the first month of a new job exhausting - learning new politics, how to work from home, how to feel like my lunch break shouldn't be spent doing household chores and most importantly how to have a guilt free 30 minute afternoon nap. I have to say working from home is every bit as good as I'd dreamt.
The best fringe benefit I've ever had is the ability to have an afternoon nap. I'm really busy right now making a baby and I find I can't be awake for more than 7 hours without a nap. So knitting is the perfect time filler....oh, there's been knitting and spinning.
Without further ado I present the reason I'm waking up at 4:06 am EVERY DAY: Smooshie (when I'm feeling 'nice')/GARGALOR (when I'm starving to death)/Mooshka (for when my faux Jew sister is in town)
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Until the delightfully cathartic moment when I get to blow my secret all over the internet like some cheap web ho - I give you my favourite pop culture references - as told by the most revolting candy every made: Peeps.
Soylent Green is Peeps!
Friday, April 06, 2007
Anyway, this box was packed in Halifax over 6 or 7 years ago when I moved back to Toronto from Halifax. Back then I tended towards the "up in the grill of the man" type of feminist and bi-sexual. If it made folks uncomfortable then it was clearly the way for me to go. When this phase...evolved to a less maniacal feminism my mom breathed a sigh of relief and there was hope for our relationship.
I've been putting off unpacking this box for YEARS. Jason has pulled it out a couple of times and without pressure, gently asked me if I was ever going to unpack it. Maybe it was a subconscious way for me to keep the door to my life as a single and swinging urban professional open.
My time in Halifax was and will become a forbidden luxury for me. I had my own apartment for the first time ever - my own space with no roommate. I crafted (ukrainian eggs, paper mache, bad knitting), I cooked for the university students my sister would bring over, and I would while drinking red wine alone watch Seventh Heaven a terrible terrible Reform Party funded television show.
These activities won't happen the same way if ever again.
This is what I found in the box:
- jars of dye used to make Ukrainian Easter eggs. Clearly some egg got into a couple of jars - the horror, the horror
- An old tv antennae
- A sock
- A GREAT ratchet set (My girlfriend Lynn told me that a single woman should always have a drill and a black lace bra and know how to use both, I took this advice very seriously
- some sketch books and homemade paper
- This classic book for the labia lovers, the bi-curious or the beginner lesbian. Ah, those were good times.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
And besides, the Easter bunny as some sort of representation of the event? AWESOME.
We're having a movie party in honour of Easter this weekend. Movies on the agenda:
Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter
Wallace and Grommit: The Curse of the Were Rabbit (bunnies!!)
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
You see I very rarely stick things out. Until Jason, relationships were something that would die for any number of reasons just before 6 months. Although I suppose relationships are like LSD - wait for it.
Folks always seem to do acid, usually quite a bit of it, until they have the bad trip. The bad trip is so bad that they never touch the stuff again. I always found that fascinating - that this drug was so potent that when it wasn't fun anymore it was SO NOT FUN that it would never be used again. There aren't that many drugs out there like that anymore.
When I met Jason the idea of not being with him was SO NOT FUN that it was not even really considered. What would be the point?
That was the first brick in my wall of seeing partnerships, friendships, and projects to the even more fulfilling long term relationship. Knitting hasn't seemed to slacken, in fact I think I might do it until my hands are gnarled with age, my skin is liver spotted and my memory as sharp and lasting as any grandmothers'.
Blogging has been an amazing exercise in writing. Unexpectedly, it has opened doors to a whole world of friendships that are no longer virtual and in fact inspire me in a million ways that I didn't think was possible.
Mothers, writers, artists, weavers, spinners, drinkers, smokers, knitters. Men and women from so many walks of life that I would never have had the luxury of meeting had I not started writing. Doesn't the intertube just rock?
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Quasimodotron 3000 makes for a lovely companion at the desk too. I love that he's so wonky.
J and I were in Smiths Falls last weekend showing our support for the good people at Hersheys. Neither of us thought about the ramifications of buying that much bulk chocolate while I'm working from home. Stupid stupid candy lovers!
It's a wonder I'm not tripling in size right now even as I type this.
Oh wait...I am.