Five days left in 2009. Then, we're into a new decade. Wow.
I can't believe how fast this year is coming to an end. Don't get me wrong, I am glad this year is ending. This has been, without a doubt, a bad year. And I thought 2008 was rough!
But, just like last year, I've learned a lot from this year's experiences:
- Don't ever say "It can't get any worse than this."
- Thinking you are invincible is a really bad idea.
- Building a house while still newlyweds is not such a hot idea.
- Always tell someone what they mean to you when you see/talk to them. .
- When it comes to animals, the more the merrier...until there is no more room on your bed for everyone to sleep semi-comfortably.
- Live life one day at a time, worry only about what you can take care of that day.
I am determined to make sure 2010 is better than 2009. To be honest, I'm not sure my fragile soul can endure it again. So, I've decided to do something a little different. I'm not making a New Year's Resolution. I am embarking on a year long self-improvement project. I will blog about my experiences, of course. You can follow me here:
http://lindsayshappinessproject.blogspot.com
It's different from my other projects simply because I've broken it down into 12 months and will be able to take baby steps. One goal per month is attainable...even I can do this!
Things are fine.
In Texas right now. Galveston Island to be exact, at the moment actually. Spending some time with my father.
Can't really find a decent internet connection anywhere.
And I hate the fact that Houston doesn't want you to walk anywhere.
The only thing I can think about right now is the fact that I was peer pressured (by Ben J.) into eating dog food. Trying it, tasting it. Not feasting on it.
It didn't really taste like anything. Just bad and bland.
Dogs should have more flavorful food, I think.
Here's a shot from the photo shoot we had for my winter 2009 look book:
Haven't really been having any QT (quality time) with it since I got here.
Be good!
x
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Nostalgic moments since Andrea G. said she's coming to visit in January:
Andrea and I (as NAZIRECTIONS) playing in Portland at Reed College.
In retrospect, it really was just drunken noise.
Later that same night I remember falling on my face (not because I was drunk) because I jumped from the top of a staircase (because I was drunk) and waking up with a fat lip. I deserved it.
In other news, last night Ben and I were interviewed (videotaped) and photographed by these young local filmmakers wanting to talk to young designers (I think---it all happened so fast). There were all these cameras positioned around me and people looking at me while I worked. It wasn't unpleasant, just unusual.
Anyway, one of the questions they asked me was if I had any advice for someone just starting out (as if I'm not).
Well, first of all, I had all my words together and basically said that you need to have a plan and goals in mind. And that you need to stay focused and keep good records. You need to know where your money is going! OKAY.
And then I finished it off by messing up my words...
Instead of saying "you need to hang in there", I said: "You need to stick it in."
I guess I was trying to say, "You need to stick with it."
I don't know. But it keeps playing over and over in my head.
I'm not really embarrassed. I just keep thinking how dumb I was. Dumb!
In OTHER news, we shoot our look books on Sunday, which is cool.
We're both really (very) busy with getting samples ready for this AND getting holiday orders out. I leave for Texas on December 16th. So, the last day to order anything from Cubist Literature until 2010 is December 13th!
SELF PORTRAIT THURSDAY!
12.10.09
2. Paying others to do my laundry.
3. Waking up alone.
4. Wearing several pairs of thermal underwear, none of them my size.
5. "Creepshow" and "Heavenly Creatures".
it frustrates me that mtv has a show glorifying teen pregnancy. a show full of high school students who don't even have a clue how to take care of themselves when two successful, loving, married adults can't have a child. absolutely ridiculous.
This weekend was devoted to the loft bed that has been sitting in pieces around the bedroom and apartment. We've been sleeping on a mattress on the floor in an unfinished loft bed frame for about two or more months now. Quite the eyesore. I thought we would have gotten around to fixing up our bed a lot sooner than we had, but when you work a lot, many things suffer. Beds, social life, hygiene, sleep schedule, etc.
The bed was a whole lot of drama we just didn't want to deal with, I guess.
It was given to us. It's from Ikea, but Ikea doesn't make this design anymore.
And as luck would have it, we lost some important hardware that Ikea ALSO doesn't make anymore.
(We found that out halfway through constructing the bed, which is why we were sleeping in a frame.)
Anyway, we figured out another way to make things work.
And here you go:
I don't like being up that high.
The plus side is that we will be making the space underneath a little lounge area, which will be good.
I'll let you know what it looks like in three months.
Cats panting.
I didn't leave the house today.
I did it though. I got out and moved for 20 minutes or so. I went back inside, swaddled myself in fleece and thick striped socks and laid back on the couch to watch re-runs of law & order (they are always on, that and golden girls but I dont watch them, really I dont, okay maybe once in a while...)
*I wasted several weeks when I should have been making soap for christmas. Now I am rushed, I have been making a batch a day to have them cured in time for christmas. In fact a couple wont be good until two days after christmas. Ooops. Now I cant lay my head on the couch and watch
I only have one more batch to go, mint will be made tomorrow. Then I can get all those pots and pans and molds and cooler and oils in the garage again. They are crowding my kitchen.
*It is so cold. Frosty mornings. I want to go take pictures, but it is so cold out there. I have not been taking very many pictures lately. I just have not felt the motivation.
*while bringing in a load of wood for the wood stove I cracked my knee on the door frame. It is so dark blue now. I cursed a blue streak (what exactly is a blue streak?). This happened two days ago and even now it is throbbing. I really smashed it. A few weeks ago I stubbed my toe on one of those strips the put in the doorways to separate carpet from wood floor or in my case wood floor from linoleum (I know it is really vinyl, but I love the word linoleum). Well I managed to stub it so hard that it bruised me under the nail, it looked like it bent the nail back. Strange thing is that I have NO idea how that could even be possible. Seriously, how does one bend a toenail back on something that cannot grab your nail? I cried a little and cursed another blue streak. This happened weeks ago and it is still a little tender.
*Mr. L said he will hook up the Wii tonight. I am excited about this.
*pandora has now played 6 Beatles songs, 4 radiohead, and
*I am going to make an eye appointment soon. My sight has become rather bad lately. It is time for Lavender to get glasses. I want some cool, hip, retro, cat eye style frames. I hope I can find some that fit my personality and style and face. I also hope the three spots I have been seeing for quite some time are no big deal. one is starting to bother me when I read. I am scared.
*Just got the mail. I hate it when junk mail reads "This is NOT Junk Mail". Liar!
*I think I am going to go heat up some apple cider and cozy up on the couch and watch some
I'm really into this:
Somebody got a C.Lit drawing tattooed on their wrist.
And I think it looks very cute.
(Photo is borrowed from this blog entry on the Commas and Clauses blog. Check out the other entries. She's got some neat things to look at.)
I have been sorta depressed lately. And to top it off, I haven't been feeling well since I got back to NYC, so I haven't been able to work.
I don't like the feeling of knowing there is a lot of work to be done but being physically incapable of doing it.
(I mean, I could probably do some work, but there would most like be lots of mistakes as I battle the waves of dizziness and nausea and headaches that have been plaguing me lately. I'm all about realizing and respecting my limits.)
I really want a Boston Terrier. Two of them.
I'm going to keep saying that until it happens.
I found this picture of Helen Keller and a Boston Terrier:
He's looking at me, Helen.
