Erika is here and it is great! But it is nearly my bedtime so there you go!
October, 2007
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de la visite!
October 22, 2007 by Louise
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Company’s Coming
October 21, 2007 by Louise
We have been in this house for almost two years now and, aside from Rob’s parents during the month of our wedding, we haven’t had any overnight guests. That is all about to change!
Our friend Erika is moving “off the continent” soon. Before she goes, she is coming to stay with us for a night. I am super super excited about this! Yay!
Except our house is, as usual, in a shambles. What can I say? I’m not much of a housekeeper, and as much as Rob tries to keep up with me… clutter is everywhere. There’s just alot of STUFF here. We need a Clean Sweep. Well, *I* need a clean sweep.
Anyway, we are cleaning up. First order of business is to get our guestroom actually ready for a guest. It’s not too much work, just putting the bed back together and putting up real curtains instead of the shower curtain Rob’s parents had rigged up. So Erika, you will definitely have a bed. And curtains. And since there are already light fixtures in the room, that’s like… the trifecta, right?
Next is trying to figure out what to do with all my piles of stuff.
This should be an interesting evening.
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pelt her with bagels!
October 20, 2007 by Louise
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So many offers!
by Louise
It’s really quite interesting.
Every day I empty out my spam folder… and the next day, there’s more spams! Between midnight last night and noon today, I’ve received 143 new emails from people offering me all kinds of services: an ovateur of my own, succession planning, help updating my resume, photos of ladies, gentleman, and meerkats (?!!) in compromising positions, and methods I could use to increase the size and density of various parts of my anatomy.
I just wonder if I actually responded to any of these, what the result would be?
Don’t worry, I’m resisting. FOR NOW.
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A little help?
by Louise
I am, in no way, mathematical. Well, I mean, I can do math, in fact when they tested me they said I was very good at it (I got the highest score in my high school, and I was in tenth grade)… but I just don’t like it. When I don’t like something, it makes me block any ability out of my brain. I am completely blocking all my mathematical abilities right now, that’s for sure, so this means I need some help from you, gentle readers.
I have here a bunch of 4inch by 4inch fabric squares which I am trying to piece together into a quilt top. I can’t figure out any type of pattern. The difficult part is that I don’t have the same number of each colour so I can’t do a regular checkerboard pattern. I can’t find any type of program online that would help me with this. All the online pattern-making programs are things you have to buy, and I am not going to be quilting with any regularity so paying $50 is not quite worth it to me at the moment. And I don’t want to actually have to… work. you know? At making a pattern. Because I’m lazy.
Anyway. Here are the fabric squares that are currently in my possession. As I said, they’re all 4″ squares. Also I have another piece of fabric to make a few more squares if they’re needed (it’s a whole other pattern, but it’s also black and white):
50 dark blue and white toile
36 black and white toile
48 red and white toile
60 lt. blue and white toileplus that other piece of fabric.
I’m not sure what size/shape of blanket this would make… something like 52 inches, 56 inches square?
Anyway. If anyone out there can come up with any type of pattern for me, there’s un petit quelque chose in it for you… you can comment here, or, preferably, email me (louiseDOTmATgmailDOTcom). Please and thank you.
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You won’t see this ‘tip’ in Cosmo
October 19, 2007 by Louise
… if your significant other will bring you a bucket to barf in while you’re sitting on the toilet, then yeah, he really loves you.
Just sayin’.
(by the way Robbie sorry you had to be witness to that) (but thank you for the bucket, because otherwise I’d have had to make a horribly difficult decision).
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An embarassing confession
by Louise
When I was a kid, this was one of my favourite shows:
(does anyone remember Yakov Smirnoff? This was my only real exposure to him– although I hear that he has his own theatre now in Branson Missouri and does his own show every day? In America, you do a show. In soviet Russia, a show does you!)
Night Court. Judge Harold T. Stone. Mac (Mac was my favourite), Bull, and Dan Dan Fielding (plus all the millions of female characers they had– there were three lady lawyers and three separate other lady bailiffs and before Mac there was a lady who was the stenographer or whatever and I know the longest-lasting lawyer was Christine Sullivan… er, are you still reading this?). I didn’t understand what was happening three quarters of the time but man, I liked seeing Bull smack himself in the head. Oh, and what was even funnier was when I saw the earlier episodes of Cheers (I didn’t really ever like Cheers. All the sexual innuendo and drinking was not interesting to me when I was a kid) where Harry Anderson was a guest-star, and he was some kind of criminal/hustler type guy. And his name on Cheers was Harry, too. So i was trying to figure out how Harry (I never clued in that on both shows he had a different last name) went from being a delinquent in boston to a judge in New York. It took me til I was probably fifteen (LONG after the show had ended) before I put two and two together.
Yep, so there you have it. I was a naive kid. I liked a probably-stupid show, and I didn’t realize that actors could actually go from show to show and play different characters.
(recognize these guys?)
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What have you done?!
October 18, 2007 by Louise
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Happy Birthday :)
October 15, 2007 by Louise
Yesterday was my nephew’s birthday party, so Rob and I woke up early-ish, got dressed (horror!) and loaded ourselves into the car for the hour-long drive to where my brother’s family lives. It was a nice party, with cake and toys and colouring and even some crying. The birthday boy wanted to open his presents RIGHT NOW, and we had to convince him to wait until all the guests got there with all the presents; his response? “But that will be TOO MUCH PRESENTS”. Ah well. Can’t blame him, he’s four and doesn’t really remember any other birthdays so this was kind of a big deal to him.
Today is his actual birthday. Today would have been my grandfather’s birthday, as well. My Papa died in January of 1995, when I was 18 and in my first year of university. He’d be 81 today had he lived but years as a miner and a two-pack-a-day cigarette habit, both since the age of 12, had blackened and hardened his lungs until they resembled the coal he spent his life excavating from the earth.
When my grandfather was near the end of his life, I was in the middle of exams, and felt that I couldn’t take the time away from school to go see him. It’s one of the biggest regrets of my life, not saying goodbye. My brother, who is a year younger than I, was there with him. He tells me that I should be glad to not have seen Papa, that that was not the way I’d want to remember him. I believe that. I also believe that Papa would have wanted us to remember him as he was when he was healthy– walking Grandma to and from Bingo (she stopped going when he got sick, because he wasn’t able to walk with her, even though my uncles offered to escort her), laughing and joking, and always, in his quiet way, taking care of his family.
Still, though, for years after his death, I had these recurring dreams. Not nightmares, exactly, but not pleasant at all for me. Papa would be at our house (although I would know he had died, but he had one chance to come back to the Earth to see his family), and I’d know he was there, but I would not be able to get to the room he was in. It was as though the air was thicker or something, and I could barely move, only very slowly, as I fought against whatever it was that was holding me back. I’d fight and fight to find him, but when I finally did, and would move to hug him, to tell him how happy I was to see him, he would give me a terribly sad look, turn his back to me, and walk away without saying a word. I would wake up with my heart breaking, thinking that this was a message to let me know how disappointed he’d been, for me to not have gone and seen him when he was so sick.
I know that dreams come from within, that these weren’t really a message from Papa, but more a manifestation of my own guilty feelings. Still, though, after nearly twelve years, last night I had a dream featuring my grandfather that wasn’t sad, and I woke up overjoyed. In this dream, Papa and I were walking in the woods (something we did when I was a child), talking, while he pointed out various things (he knew which mushrooms weren’t poisonous, for example, and he knew the name of every bird in the woods). He told me that he loved me, and that he was proud of me.
Oh, my heart!
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Piranha Attack!
October 13, 2007 by Louise
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