Wednesday, August 29, 2007
A Pittance for a Quilt
While I have had no luck whatsoever finding wearable work clothing at the thrift stores of late, check out the [crib-sized?] vintage quilt I found yesterday for a mere $5. As always, Olive had to be the first to try it out. Nothing gets put on the floor that Olive doesn't at least attempt to lie on.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Handbags and Gladrags
So, quite a bit of time since I last posted. Most of that time (including the last entry) was spent without a computer and/or Internet access. I didn't miss it as much as I thought I might.
The heat has finally let up a bit. We actually removed the AC from our bedroom last night and enjoyed the fresh air and mid-60s temperatures. It was lovely to wake up with the window open. I don't suppose the hot weather is over, but surely it won't be so bad from now on.
All creative energies (such as they are in the face of extreme heat and not much down time) have been spent getting some stuff ready for the Strange Folk Festival on September 22. It's gonna be great, so hie on over to O'Fallon, IL for the fun and arts and crafts that Saturday. It will also mark the re-emergence of Dana and Mail Order Bride Vintage on the craft scene! I can't wait to share booth space with her again! Anyway, I've been working on some simple, but kind of flashy scarves. This picture doesn't necessarily do justice to anything but the colors, but you kind of get the idea.
Other than that, not much happening around here except work work work. Steve has gone full time at Euclid plus he has a ton of freelance work on his plate. I'm working around 30+ hours a week, but it feels like more, maybe because it's rather stressful at work lately. Lots of no-shows resulting in under-peopled shifts which equals way more work for the people who do show up and extra stress for me because I feel like it's my responsibility to get everything that's supposed to be done completed even if we are short. Sigh. A definite dysfunctional family thing has hunkered down there. Countdown has begun to the new store, though. Construction has started, as I learned by pressing my nose to the front window on Friday. A little less than a month and I should be there! Huzzah!
Someday in the not too distant future I'll maybe feel sociable again. As it is, I get just about enough of humanity at work so I just want to snuggle in with Steve at home (for what little time we cross paths these days, anyway). And, oh yeah, I'm putting in for a loooooong leave of absence from my radio show. Or maybe resigning entirely. Still to be determined.
The heat has finally let up a bit. We actually removed the AC from our bedroom last night and enjoyed the fresh air and mid-60s temperatures. It was lovely to wake up with the window open. I don't suppose the hot weather is over, but surely it won't be so bad from now on.
All creative energies (such as they are in the face of extreme heat and not much down time) have been spent getting some stuff ready for the Strange Folk Festival on September 22. It's gonna be great, so hie on over to O'Fallon, IL for the fun and arts and crafts that Saturday. It will also mark the re-emergence of Dana and Mail Order Bride Vintage on the craft scene! I can't wait to share booth space with her again! Anyway, I've been working on some simple, but kind of flashy scarves. This picture doesn't necessarily do justice to anything but the colors, but you kind of get the idea.
Other than that, not much happening around here except work work work. Steve has gone full time at Euclid plus he has a ton of freelance work on his plate. I'm working around 30+ hours a week, but it feels like more, maybe because it's rather stressful at work lately. Lots of no-shows resulting in under-peopled shifts which equals way more work for the people who do show up and extra stress for me because I feel like it's my responsibility to get everything that's supposed to be done completed even if we are short. Sigh. A definite dysfunctional family thing has hunkered down there. Countdown has begun to the new store, though. Construction has started, as I learned by pressing my nose to the front window on Friday. A little less than a month and I should be there! Huzzah!
Someday in the not too distant future I'll maybe feel sociable again. As it is, I get just about enough of humanity at work so I just want to snuggle in with Steve at home (for what little time we cross paths these days, anyway). And, oh yeah, I'm putting in for a loooooong leave of absence from my radio show. Or maybe resigning entirely. Still to be determined.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Summertime and the livin' is queasy
There is nothing romantic, picaresque or pleasant about the heatwave we're currently living through. If you could call this living. Basically we just count the minutes until it's late enough to retire to the one air conditioned room in our house, the bedroom. The animals lay sprawled on the floor all day long, listless and exhausted. Even little hairless Harry is affected. We can feel his hot, exposed skin sweating. Foxy Brown is miserable, panting and planting herself in front of a fan all day long. The cats barely move before dark. Seriously, when's this gonna end? To make things even more unpleasant, our computer conked out this week and then once it was fixed we no longer had internet access. Thus, this dispatch is coming from the air conditioned comfort of the Carpenter branch of the St. Louis Public Library.
Speaking of the STLPL, I was at the Central location last weekend, having a pile of crocheting books fetched from the mysterious Stacks. Well, mysterious to me anyway. I had envisioned them to be all underground, but the ladies at the front desk disabused me of this notion; there are seven floors of books back behind that massive information desk. Seven floors! And do you know what? The actual floors are made of transparent glass! Glass, I tell you! How has there not been a thriller filmed in a library with glass floors???? Or has there been? Anyway, I was sad to hear that the wonderous glass floors from 1912 will be replaced in a near future renovation. In the meantime, I'm going to schedule myself a tour of the stacks in all their current glory. Glass floors! Guess the lady librarians can't wear skirts! Wonder what they did in the miniskirted '60s?
And I'm sure everyone (ha!) is dying to know about my work life. Still a roller coaster. This week I've had a REALLY TERRIBLE day, two great days and one fairly annoying day. Let's hope it calms down. I did find out my real store has an opening date, October 3, so I do have an end in sight to my temporary assignment. Thank goodness. There are some great people there, but I need to get to where I really belong. Tonight I work my eighth day in a row and I am burned out. I need a break. Tomorrow night we DJ at the Royale (yay) and I hope to get out of working Saturday and blend my Friday and Sunday off into a three day weekend. Wish me luck.
Speaking of the STLPL, I was at the Central location last weekend, having a pile of crocheting books fetched from the mysterious Stacks. Well, mysterious to me anyway. I had envisioned them to be all underground, but the ladies at the front desk disabused me of this notion; there are seven floors of books back behind that massive information desk. Seven floors! And do you know what? The actual floors are made of transparent glass! Glass, I tell you! How has there not been a thriller filmed in a library with glass floors???? Or has there been? Anyway, I was sad to hear that the wonderous glass floors from 1912 will be replaced in a near future renovation. In the meantime, I'm going to schedule myself a tour of the stacks in all their current glory. Glass floors! Guess the lady librarians can't wear skirts! Wonder what they did in the miniskirted '60s?
And I'm sure everyone (ha!) is dying to know about my work life. Still a roller coaster. This week I've had a REALLY TERRIBLE day, two great days and one fairly annoying day. Let's hope it calms down. I did find out my real store has an opening date, October 3, so I do have an end in sight to my temporary assignment. Thank goodness. There are some great people there, but I need to get to where I really belong. Tonight I work my eighth day in a row and I am burned out. I need a break. Tomorrow night we DJ at the Royale (yay) and I hope to get out of working Saturday and blend my Friday and Sunday off into a three day weekend. Wish me luck.
Friday, August 3, 2007
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
I think I smell a rat...
We have a new addition to the family! May I introduce Harry, our young hairless Dumbo rat. He is named in honor of Mr. Potter and, well, because, he is anything but hairy. This is a terrible photo, but I will take more as soon as I can. You have to see how one side of his whiskers are white and very very curly and the other side are long and black. Crazy!
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