Archive for the ‘Holidays’ Category

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early morning converstations at the fertility clinic

March 28, 2008

Phlebotomist: Ok, date of birth?

Me: 3/28/77

P: Happy Birthday!

Me: Yeah, it’s been great so far, up at 5am, wanding while bleeding, and you missing the first stick. It’s been a great morning so far all told.

P: Yeah, but, you know, you’ll get a BABY out of it!!

Me: I’ve heard that before.

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the valentine’s day bandit

February 15, 2008

One of the things I love most about Portland is that even in this, one of the dreariest, snowiest winters ever, the city still manages to make us frozen Maine dwellers get the warm fuzzies.

Every Valentine’s day, a person or group of rogue artists plaster the windows of local businesses with white sheets of paper (ok, so it’s not the most sustainable thing but it’s nice) with a red heart printed on them.

No one knows who the V’day bandit is. I mean, yeah, people know but I don’t and no one else I know does but they work in the middle of the night, and there is a fun sense of wonderment driving around town on V’day.  There is one huge fabric white banner with heart on it that is placed somewhere new every year. Last year it was on the Museum of Art. This year, it was in front of Becky’s Diner, where I was fortunate enough to enjoy breakfast with my loves.

Happy Valentines Day, everyone!

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Jewish Christmas day celebration

December 26, 2007

Johnny Depp + British accent + Sondheim score = sounds like David Bowie.

Sweeney Todd was awesome. Funny and gory and all the good things that Sweeney Todd should be. As much as I love Mr. Depp, Helena Bonham Carter stole the show (in my humble opinion) and it was a sweet surprise to see Alan Rickman in this flick.

Although we weren’t terribly hungry for dinner after watching it, we’ll all give thumbs up to Sweeney Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet Street.

On track for today?  Watching the Martha Stewart show, as I intend to do every weekday from now until I have to go to work again next week. And then, perhaps steeling up, and braving the mall to burn apart some gift cards. Or maybe, just maybe….not doing anything. Which would also be lovely;)

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For the love of pi

December 13, 2007

Math works! My crazy Christmas tree skirt pattern totally worked, and I managed to hem it not too badly considering I don’t have the propper “feet” for doing so. It’s perfect, S loves it, and I’ll probably get around to backing it, maybe later this week….or next year:)  Other quilts and cooking experiments (Hey C – including pumpkin ravioli) of late can be found on flickr. Enjoy!

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Champion wednesday

December 12, 2007

Since I’ve been all crafty lately (evidence to come soon, promise) I decided that I’d make us a Christmas tree skirt. Well, it was sort of a form/function thing, actually. Our tree is usually a Jewish tree, and we decorate in blue, white, and silver. Most store bought tree skirts are red and green. No go.

So last night I decided to make a pattern for our tree skirt. Of course we didn’t have any big paper, or even a newspaper on which I could draw my pattern, so I got creative and used a bunch of paper towels taped together. This is the point at which S started thinking I was crazy. I yelled into the bedroom, “Honey, the circumference of a circle is d*pi, right??” And got a response of, “um………maybe you should actually download a pattern, or go to the fabric store tomorrow and buy one.” See, she’s doubting me all the time.

Anyway, I was correct on my math, which is kind of amazing. So, I knew my circumference, and I knew how big the edge of each of my eight pieces should be but how to measure a curve? Easy. I cut a piece of string the length of my section, and marked thusly. And then gave myself a 1/4in seam allowance. And cut my own pattern. I am a fuckin’ genius. For realz.

We’ll see if it works later. But I think it will. Mathematically it should. I have faith in math. Even though it was my roughest subject ever.

I wish I didn’t have to prove I wasn’t crazy all the time though, like I could start a project with S having faith that it’s going to work from the beginning, rather than be shocked that it has worked in the end.  I mean, outside of that one jalepeno corn bread that I attempted to make without a recipe (don’t try that at home. Unless you need bricks for paving your walk or something) I’ve been pretty successful at my crazy ideas.

And outside of the massive amount of freezing rain that came down yesterday, today has been much less pissed off than Mon/Tues.

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Protected: I hate thanksgiving

November 26, 2007

There were honest to goodness great moments this weekend. Really, there were.

For me, Thanksgiving wasn’t one of them. Now, I’m warning you, this is a bitchy post that will probably label me an ungrateful bitch, but whatever.  I think I’m going to start boycotting Thanksgiving. I just didn’t have fun. And I think holidays are supposed to be fun.  Here are the reasons why Thanksgiving is not fun:

1-We drive an hour there, and an hour back in order to spend just under two hours there. This year we had the added pleasure of driving her Aunt down from her temporary group home as well. Great ride.

2-The food isn’t particularly good. I know you all probably think I’m really picky about this, but I’m not. I would just rather eat Turkey that wasn’t the consistancy of shoe leather, and mashed potatoes that could be formed into lead bricks. Though thankfully, this year, no one got any of said mashed potatoes in their hair.

3-Of the six people present, two are us, two are mentally challenged, and two are S’s parents. S’s dad doesn’t particularly speak much when S’s mom is around, and when she’s talking it is usually about herself.  Conversation sucks.

Part of it, I think, is just truly sucktastic. The other part of it is homesickness. I miss bigger holiday events with my lively, funny family. I miss crude jokes, and really freaking good food, and hanging out for hours shooting the shit.

Oh well. So much for giving thanks. I would have been thankful just staying home that afternoon, in from the cold, in my pj’s, in front of the tv.

Next year, I’m going to try very hard to find something else to do on Thanksgiving.

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Gobble gobble

November 21, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends. We will be doing our yearly hour long drive to spend just over an hour speed eating at S’s parents house and then return home.  Yep, they filled their house with hairy pets the day after she left for college. Good times, good times.