Magnificent Creatures

Love the Onion. It's helps many a slow day at work pass all the more quickly, and makes the crazy all the more bearable. Here's some tongue-in-cheek feminism for the day: Women Domesticated.

It's only Tuesday, and I'm already dreaming of the weekend...

To reward myself for a massively busy semester, an awful last few months at work, and some busy new freelance happenings, here is what I am going to treat myself to this weekend, after waking at the crack of noon, of course:

• An Education at Kendall Square, meaning lush 1960s production design, pre-Beatles Britain, an actress that is supposed to be splendid, and Peter Sarsgaaaaard. The three extra As are because I am drooling at the thought of his sleepy bedroom eyes. This viewing is very overdue.
• The Closet, for what I hope will be some great retail therapy. At my work Christmas, err, holiday party last week, a girl I work with was wearing the most adorable Erin Fetherston jacket she got from this store for dirt cheap. I think I've heard of the place before, but can't believe I haven't been. According to Yelp, it seems that some of their items can be had for dirt cheap. I obviously must remedy this lapse.
• Buffalo Exchange to drop off a giant bag of cast offs, in my twice yearly closet purging. Unless I see anything amazing I may just keep the store credit for delayed gratification on another rainy day.
• Artifaktori, Magpie, and D2 just because.
• And a fabric store. Which one? Don't know. We've been in Davis a year and a half now, and I have yet to find a local fabric store to call my own. I often shop near Methuen when I'm home because I know where to find what I want. Regardless, I have some projects on the radar for winter break, so I'd like to find a nice local place I can frequent. I have plans to whip up a few dresses, reupholster our chaise lounge, and make some hairpieces for selling on Etsy, the latter because I have tons of silk flowers, grape vine, and other crafty notions left over from wedding projects.

Alright... sadly... back to work...

On this note, I wish I could keep a blog about all of the ridiculous happenings at work lately. The day to day happenings are, no word of a lie, as ridiculous and absurd as The Office. I even share the same story arc as my namesake, that being: Pam begins as receptionist, Pam moves to the sales department, Pam is still asked to perform menial tasks. Except it's not funny and I have no Jim to pass the hours with. Le sigh...

Rose Colored Glasses

I don't know where these lovely images came from (well, most immediately they were found at Barefoot in the Apple, but I wish I knew where they were from originally). Regardless, I'd like to live inside of them. Especially the middle image. They are very flutes & fabric, if you know what I mean. I'll meet you girls beside the fairy ring! Just let me grab my floral hair wreath first...

To Post or Not To Post?

Dilema... should I start posting some of my creative writing on here? Like, the polished stuff? And should I tell people I actually post here? Should I find a new online home for that? Should I simply just work on sending it out to lit mags to try and actually get published? Or should I spend less time worrying about where my writing lives and more time just writing? Hmm... there is much to consider...

The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe. Gustave Flaubert

For Daddy, For Me

101 more reasons to love The Minimalist

Le sigh... After having spent the last weekish trying to organize my life, I feel good to go just in time for the Thanksgiving holiday! Whee! Food and family and love and gratitude and eating and more food and drinks and then even more food and more eating! Could anything be better?

With this in mind, I give thanks for Mark Bittman's food writing. I love, love, love him and feel that his cooking sensibilities very much speak to my own. (And he just did a short series on PBS about Spain and Spanish cuisine- me encanta! And the girls made fun of me when I said I would eat my way through the country and make a photo journal of all my meals... but that's another story.) I am all for following recipes, but cooking is most fun for me when experimenting and winging it; working at making a delicious dish through trial and error. This is probably why I cook far more often than I bake. The fact that the majority of his recipes, especially those in his Minimalist column, consist rather simply of good ingredients and general instructions for preparation- no measuring, no fussing, no restrictions- is so refreshing. I love his 101 series (I shall have to dig up some of his oldies but goodies sometime soon), and as such, here are 101 Thanksgiving dishes from The Minimalist.

Off to wrap up my workday (oops), get home to cook and bake and generally run up my November gas bill, and then its full speed ahead to a food coma!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

What's A Girl To Do?

Dear diary, I am sorry to have been away so long. I promise to write here more often.

So began many a diary when I was little. Rather than always write in one journal, turn the page, and then continue on, I was always much more prone to write on scraps of paper, in countless separate notebooks, and compile tiny handmade booklets. I still do much the same. And that's alright, my paper and ink will surely continue to exist as controlled chaos. Oh well. For whatever this space is worth, I say again, this time at a keyboard, I promise to write here more often.

On that note, What's a girl to do when she's got a major case of the Mondays, and on top of that, fearing that she doesn't yet know what form this meager site will take despite the manifesto/disclaimer below, doesn't want to write a thing? Start the day/week/blog off with some good tunes, that's what.

This song is part sixties girl group, part haunted house, which just so happens to be right up my alley. And the video is wicked (wicked!) fun. Also worth making note of is that fact that this gal can wear a killer headdress like nobody's business. I give you Bat for Lashes. I am also loving Lala lately. (Natasha Khan channel is a go!) It's providing my days with some beautiful soundtracks and fab new finds. While you know, I spend the day pushing paper.

My bat lightning heart wants to fly away...