explode!

i feel like im on craft overload. from pickles to pumpkins to baby blankets heres my project list that might never get done:

baby quilt with 6 large hand embroidered squares
stack of oneies to be embroidered
stack of birth cloths to be embroidered
1/3 completed crocheted baby blanket
0% completed baby sweater
piles of veggies to be pickled
bags of pumpkin innards needing to be seeded and roasted
knit cap to replace the 2 of gregs i lost
baby booties
lemons waiting to be.... i dont know...im thinking i try marmalade...
softies for the baby made from left over quilt fabric
too late for summer dress
apron
kitchen embroidered tea towels

plus for some reason i keep hosting dinner parties. i dont know whats wrong with me, but i feel like the holidays are just going to push the insanity into over drive!
i mean just thinking of all the cookies i need to bake makes me gasp. this might be my last holiday at home and i really want to make the best of it.

have i mentioned how much i love making things?

plus: new mini diana!!! i really dont need you but must have you!!!

i loved that bitch

i think i might have just broken my co worker's heart when i told him our display artist might of thrown away the sound cable for the computer. how will he watch youtube during his breaks?!?!?!

i really do have a write up about seattle and how awesome and amazing it is and how greg and i are considering moving to the northwest because hot damn we loved it!!! but work computer is mean... maybe library computer will be nicer?

also my mom is putting my childhood dog to sleep. which is pretty awful. shes the best dog ever and totally won me over in becoming a dog person. Diamond is probably the most apathetic dog you will meet, rufio (my current dog) on the other hand would simply look at you and then move to another room to get further from your dry sobs. i honestly dont think i would have made it through high school without her constant attention to my feelings. plus we think Diamond might have gotten brain damage from chewing through so many electrical cords as a puppy. she also was the most bad ass dog on the block, not really a large dog she still thought she was ferocious enough to take on st. Bernards. dude, the bitch was crazy.

so Diamond i spill this forty for you, may you enjoy that big field in the sky. i'll always remember you as the runner awayer, the epileptic fit haver, the master escape artist, and the best fucking dog i have ever known. i love you girl.

this happens when all your friends are guys

talking with best friend about girls:

him: "So I had to make out with her to just to make sure it wasn't my fault. You know, that I hadn't lost my touch."
me: oh no it wasnt you, she's a really bad kisser.
him: "Yeah, okay! Wait..."
me: oh yeah, ive totally had her.


ahhh, when worlds collide...

i really need to have more female friends.

too many neighborhoods

"The lavender is very light and delicate, it's more like scented hot water." -magical tea shop guy
"isn't that what tea is?" -me thinking tea guy is a bitch.

sleepless

Seattle so far:







Lenin and Bruce Lee?!? apparently thumbs up at any landmark is the theme of this trip...

on Dune (the old school movie)

"Sting does have a very memorable-"
"COD PIECE!.... you werent going to say cod piece were you...?"
"I was going to say role, but I guess that works too."

on running

when you go on trips doesn't the air seem different? like the place isn't comfortable... it just seems so not your place?

thats how i felt this morning. walking the dog around the block. and then walking to work. places that were once so familiar just don't seem to fit me anymore. it doesn't feel like home.

if you've know me for more than a year you will know one main fact about me: i run. its just what i do. about every 2 or 3 years there has to be a truly dramatic change in my life. usually i instigate this change in, you know, immature and selfish ways. being a married woman and actually, im surprised to say, quite settled down i feel no need to repeat past mistakes. instead my life changes come from my partner (which still makes me swell up just a little every time i say it.

its time for our life to start now.

and i'm kind of really excited.

ALSO:
since my photographer still hasn't emailed everyone i'll just give you greg's flickr account where we posted pretty much all the pics.