11.09.2014

Silver Waves Rolling In

Dearest wonderful friends!!!! I made it! I know I am three days late but I wouldn't want to disappoint you by being prompt. I was thinking a lot about doing some sort of creative post, but decided since I haven't seen ya'll since Gaby's LOVELY nuptial event, it would be fun to do a bit of catch-up on what our little slice of Maine is like.


FIRST. Our house kicks butt. We have never lived somewhere that we have loved so much (except Millie the mini van-- she's got a special place in our hearts… and Stanley Street, of course!). Our little yellow abode is so very close to the ocean waves. We see the water every day, and almost every night. These are some of my favorite times there:
•At low tide, when a network of seaweed covered rocks and tide pools appear, all deep forest green and muddy-brown. We have met all kinds of little periwinkles, crabs and moon snails there in their little homes, wandering their slow ways through the wet sand.
•When the moon is full and pours its silver light all over the surface of the crashing waves, illuminating the water and the sand and the rocks, and the black outline of the trees in the distance. We like to go down there then, when the beach is empty and run really fast and drink wine (it's weirdly thrilling!). Once, when we were doing exactly that and yelling a lot and laughing loud, thinking we were the only ones there, we accidentally interrupted a very intimate snuggle fest some other people were having under some blankets. It got awkward, and they grumbled at us, but it was pretty dark out, so, whatever! ha!
•In the mornings, when I go down alone to walk the shoreline and drink my tea, which sometimes cools too quickly in the brisk, ocean-y breeze.
•And surfing at sunset. Oh-so-glorious!! The water lights up orange and pink with reflections from the sky and the frothy waves make patterns on the water's rolling surface, and the cold water kisses your face. We went tonight and it was amazing! Pat exclaimed "This is MAGICAL!!" and he was absolutely, completely accurate.

Heres is a picture of the sky on one such night. Takes my Mainah breath away!


And here I am post-surf in our little outdoor shower. This is the closest I've ever been to standing up on my board… :)

SECOND. Yoga training! Yoga yoga up the wazoooooo! So much. I love it. It's one of those things where you can feel your mind and your life and your heart opening up in new, glorious and sweet ways (La and Lisa, you know all about it! :) My class is nine really wonderful ladies and we are led by some really down-to-earth, grounded, and frequently hilarious teachers. One of them makes us homemade herbal tea blends with crazy herbs I've never heard of and we have tea parties while we look at insane anatomy pictures. It's great. It feels awesome to be beginning! 

THIRD. There was a rainbow over the marsh the other day!


FOURTH. Pat is doing great!! Here he is looking dashing next to some pumpkins, holding some raspberries we just picked at a farm out in the middle of nowhere Maine.

He has been cooking up a storm these days, loving learning to surf (he's pretty good!), pickling things like jalapeƱos and cukes, making sauerkraut, and working on some block printing projects. I've been feeling really grateful for him these days... You know that when your man volunteers to cook dinner so you can devote your time to your art and illustrations, and then the cat pukes and he cleans it up and then brings you coconut ice cream when you ask what happened, that you should thank your lucky stars <3

(Sorry to get ridiculously sappy! but I feel like I can share these things with you guyyys :)

FIFTH. Here is our (sometimes-puking) cat, looking rather handsome and ready for anything.  

SIXTH. I MISS YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!!!!!! I think of you all every day and love you so much!! I'm so excited to be hearing of all your stories and tales and wanderings.
Until Thursday…or Sunday…XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!

11.07.2014

I was thinking last night about what my first Friday post should be about... Should it be about my plans for the day?  Or my profound knowledge of sewing thread? ;)  Maybe I should write about the reason why I like ice cream so much... or my thoughts on living in the country after coming from the city, and how I met John.  Or maybe I'd mention my favorite go-to movie for when I'm down and lonely, or how I daydream about all the places my girls have traveled (Oh, the places you'll go!) and how I like to take apart electronics that don't work anymore to see how to put them back together and fix them back up (current project meet Timmy the ipod)...

How to make the perfect fishing lure...and how I knew John was the one for me? I might write about where I do my best thinking and why I picked Friday to blog. Or maybe I'll save these topics for when I'm creativley blocked.

After some thought I decided that I've been so fortunate to get to know you girls and to watch you grow from college friends into lifelong kindred spirits. And while John and I shared the opportunity to get to know you all while you were finding out who you were and where you wanted to go in life, you never really got to know who we were at your young age and where we wanted to go (not that we're old- lol) but because we started out together at the young age of 18! We met in the summer of 1983, July 17th to be exact. It was a warm Sunday afternoon and I had just gotten off the plane from Florida. My cousin Joe (who would eventually become Gabrielle's Godfather, and the best man at the wedding) was friends with John. They arrived at the airport together and it was a long ride home in the back seat of the car with John, who was very shy. I don't think he spoke one word the whole way home but he kept glancing towards me the whole way.  That very same day after they left the house my Mom told me that he was going to be a hard one to get rid of...lol.  And it turned out she was right- as mother's often are! A week went by and we went on our first double date: my cousin and his date with John and myself.  First date pic!


 I was reluctant to date him at first (my usual type were guys that dressed like they just stepped out of GQ magazine). I had never dated country boys! My Dad always told me to watch out for the guys "that raced you to the mirror" lol  my previous boyfriend thought he was James Dean and used to pull down his visor at every stoplight to check his hair in the mirror...but I was crazy about him, and all the girls were jealous! But he was the type of guy you dated to teach you about the type of guy to marry...Anyway where was I?  Oh yeah, that first date. I think I'll leave off  here to be continued...

11.05.2014

Why working at a Software Company is like living in a College Dorm

Working at a Software company is an almost perfect combination of the movie, Office Space, and living in a College Dorm.

Thankfully, I don't hate my job, the printers and computers are a lot smaller, and we now have Facebook and the interwebs...the holy grail of procrastination. Also, my manager is not a pain in the ass, and nobody keeps paper anymore, except for this one guy whose cube is a literal fire hazard, with piles and piles of manila file folders. Why do they even make those anymore?

Have you seen my stapler?


WAYS IT COMPARES TO A COLLEGE DORM


1. We all live in squares.

The office of a software company is a big college dormitory, except you won't see naked people in the bathrooms and people don't make out in the hallways. (Someone might blare horrible sounding music from his office in an effort to be cool, or get a guitar circle going outside at lunch, but that's a rare occasion.)

You also get less living space. When you graduate from college, and leave the concrete-walled dorm room, you are downgraded to 5x5 foot square (if we are lucky), with short cube walls that "encourage collaboration"...except everyone still Skype chats each other from 3 feet away, because it's the only way to have a private conversation. We are all also very well versed in the Hidden Skype emoticons:

IconNameShortcodes



 Drunk(drunk)
 Punch(punch)
 Smoking(smoking) (smoke) (ci)



 Rock(rock)
 Headbang(headbang) (banghead)
 Bug(bug)
 Poolparty(poolparty)
Talk to the hand(talktothehand)


Sheep(sheep)
Cat(cat)  :3



The invention of skype eliminates the need for speaking, which means that most of the day is spent listening to dozens of people typing and the occasional sneeze or chuckle, unless someone from another department wanders over to R&D in search of answers (always a momentous occasion!). I do work in R&D (Research and Development...a.k.a the people who build and test the product) though, which is the equivalent of working in a dorm full of people bunkered up in their rooms, playing World of Warcraft. I'm mostly surrounded by programmers and QA folks that don't need to have human conversations to get their job done, unless it's a procrastination break! We all love those. I expect it would be a lot chattier over in Marketing or Sales, where being social is a job requirement, and people just seem to have more time on their hands.

2. You still need to witness people being gross and stupid

You won't have to see someone else's giant wad of hair in the communal showers, or hear people "making love" from the other side of the wall, or get awoken by a fire alarm in the middle of the night because someone set their Ramen on fire.

But people still make weird noises, and eat weird things.



There is this one person with a really annoying laugh that makes me want to claw my eardrums out whenever I hear it. And it carries, from behind closed doors and from one end of the building to the other. Like it is haunted. Jake's cube got moved nearer to this person once and he actually cried (I'm kidding...he only cried on the inside, where no one could hear, lol).

There was this guy who literally only drank Mountain Dew, and he'd keep all of the empty bottles lined up on his desk like trophies, until he brought them to the redemption center.

During lunch time, people heat up fish and really FRAGRANT Indian food in the microwave and then carry it back to their desk, wafting along the way. My boss likes to microwave egg beaters in the morning and eat them at her desk.

The K-cup coffee machine (see picture)
is, after 5+ years, a weird mash-up flavor of every single flavor ever made in it. This includes the disgusting egg-nog coffee that smells and tastes like throw up, which was ordered for the holiday season 4 years ago. It's so gross that it never got used up and they pull it out every year along with the gingerbread flavor and hot cocoa, and then some poor, sucker, new hire makes a cup of it with no idea of the coffee induced vomit-attack they are about to induce.

3. Like sticks with like

Remember in Butterfield when we all became best friends because we were all grouped into the same Creative Writing program and we had the same schedules and lived on the same 3rd floor of the same dorm? That's how you make friends at work too. All of my work friends are programmers, which means we have in-depth conversations about our software during lunch, complain about customers that find bugs on our software, and speak in pop-culture jokes involving things like Star Wars and what happened on The Walking Dead last night. And we dress up in Halloween costumes like this:

Those are modified HTTP error codes (like "Error 404: Costume not found"). You guys don't need to get it...but we won best group costume because at a software company, it's HILARIOUS.
I also don't work with many women, and those who are women are much older than me and only want to talk about their kids. It's a very strange environment...the only women my age who work at the company are in Marketing, which poses a problem because...

4. The people in the other dorm are so weird

R&D people hate Marketing. They are the source of many of our day-to-day complaints (aside from the Microsoft Windows software updates that shut down our computers without warning). They are constantly coming up with new names and buzzwords for existing products, and they don't understand how much work goes into updating that stuff. I'm pretty sure they go out drinking together to come up with new hashtags.

An annoying chunk of my time is spent making updates to existing documentation because marketing had a new brain fart, and hounding engineers to change the wording in the product user interface because it's either grammatically incorrect, or it's using an old marketing term. There are so many legacy names for our products written into the code that most of R&D goes by that name instead of the real name, and no one except for the documentation people (me) know what things are actually called.

That's not everything I do...I actually get to write a lot of new documentation and usually my job is pretty interesting...it just comes with drawbacks, lol.

5. Nobody has any idea what is going on

When you're in college, and living in a dorm, you get this really skewed sense of the world, because you get really focused on whatever you are studying and you barely ever leave campus. The same thing happens at a software company. For us, everything is about the "Internet of Things" (IoT), "Cloud Computing", and whether or not our software is going to be pre-installed into next-gen hardware. And even on a micro-level, R&D is already moving onto planning and developing the next feature, while the rest of the company JUST got the feature we just finished working on, and they're all excited about that while we are just so over it.

6. But sometimes you have an epiphany when your every-day-work collides with "real life" and its really cool

When I first started working here, our software seemed pretty insignificant..it was a niche product for monitoring machines (like the performance of MRI machines, or the temperature of freight coolers) that no average person had ever heard about unless they were in our particular field. Companies use our software to make their machines more efficient, to cut down on operating costs and waste, and to prevent downtime.

Fast forward almost five years, and "Cloud Computing" and "Internet of Things" are real, widespread ideas, and they could change the world! Connecting machines can make everything more efficient...making people's lives easier and safer, and on a grand scale, it can even help the environment (because for example, you don't need to use as many resources to accomplish things, and you could turn something off remotely when it's not in use...boring example, but true).

Sometimes it's cool to go to the doctor's office, because our software goes on a lot of medical devices that need to be heavily monitored (because if they break because of a hardware or software malfunction, people could die, or if a cooler storing donated blood gets too warm, well, then you've just wasted all that life-saving blood). When the doctor asks what I do or where I work, I can tell them that "I work at the company that writes the software you use to monitor that MRI machine", and they're like, "THAT'S SO COOL".



THE END.



11.04.2014

Breaking News Update!

I know it's not Tuesday night yet but I'm so excited about this blog thing! It's lonely moving to a new city and I'm happy to be catching up with you peeps more often. I just want to update you guys about our new life here in Denver! With pictures! And run-on sentences! First, the important things:



As you can see Puff and I have been spending a lot of time together doing yoga and practicing our selfies. I have a lot of free time these days since my classes don't start up until the spring. I teach after school part-time, but that's it. At first I thought, "Awesome! I'll have so much time, and I'll get so much done, and I'll always clean the apartment, and I'll always cook stuff, and I'll do yoga every day!" But apparently when I'm left to my own devices with lots of free time I'm not that productive! I went from being crazy busy and having lots of connections with the community on the Cape, to having tons of free time and not knowing anybody in a giant city. It's a difficult adjustment but I'm working on it. I'm looking for a yoga class to teach, and I'm crocheting a blanket, and I'm doing some art stuff. I made some ungulate-inspired Christmas cards, here's one: 


I'm going to get them printed soon. Also my job is pretty cool. I teach computer skillz after school for students that really need it. Here's me and some of my kids: 


Look at those amazing spreadsheets and graphs! The program is great for keeping kids busy after school, and many of the kids are delightful. 

Antonio is kicking butt! He just finished a month of classroom training for his new job at Union Pacific and he was third in his class! Today is his second day of on-the-job training where he gets to play with the trains. He's had many interesting jobs in the time I've known him, but this is the most excited I've ever seen him about a job. It's a really great opportunity for him and he's already obsessed with it. He would like me to share with you this picture of him in all his gear: 


He's so visible. So the best part of living here is that there is so so much amazing stuff to do! We've gone on like a million hikes already, and we went on a Colorado safari,  and we've been to a bunch of street festivals in Boulder, and we went to a donut shop that has donuts shaped like penises and voodoo dolls! Even going to international supermarkets is exciting for us (coming from Cape Cod). Everything is new. Now that Antonio is working for real now and doesn't have to study like crazy we've got some money and time to really explore and do cool things! And we're starting to meet people and make friends too! Yay! 

Some not cool stuff that has happened includes Puff getting sick (he's ok now though) and me getting into a car accident. No one was hurt and both cars could drive away, but it was my fault and now I get to tour the Denver court system. So fun. But even though there are tough days Antonio and I are glad we moved here. It's a new adventure that we get to experience together, and we feel lucky that it has gone so well so far. We love you guys (time to get sappy), and are so appreciative to have friends that we can stay close to and depend on even though we're far away and all doing different things. I can't wait to hear more about what you all are doing.

Infinite x's and o's!

Alanna and Antonio

11.03.2014

White Tops

My job is a two-headed beast. Maybe that isn't quite the right use of the phrase, and my job does have two main facets - one indoors in an office, the other, outside in the dirt and sunshine.

The dirt and sunshine are two of my favorite things about my work. I get to soak in the rays and listen to the birds and sing at full volume to no ones disturbance except my co-workers. No one cares what I look like most of the time. We are required to wear our Project GROWS t-shirts (men's cut and so even a small looks like a moo-moo on me) when groups or visitors are coming out to the farm. There is a luxury in rolling out of bed in the morning, throwing on the same pairs of 2 or 3 pants/shorts and a Project GROWS' t-shirt before moseying downstairs for a cup of tea and my morning routine.

Office time is sporadic at best during growing season. We run in and out of our co-working space to print brochures, reconcile bank statements, meet with partners, and more. Out of growing season, I get to dress up! As much as I like not giving a damn about my clothes, I love me some funky outfits. Some day, I will share with you the wonders of a pair of purple overalls my sister gave me for Christmas last year.

And the in and out of the office and farm still goes on, such as it was today. And my skinny jeans, fake-frye boots, and white sweater made it out to the farm...and mowed grass, and pulled turnips and carrots.

And that, my friends, is how my street clothes turn into work clothes.

Abra cadabra!

Blog Challenge

To my loves, sisters, besties, etc.

I would like to make a proposal for the month of November and if it carries on beyond - great!

If everyone is game, I'd like each of us to take one day a week, e.g. Lisa is Monday, Nina = Wednesday, you get the point, to make a blog post. It could be here, it could be on a different blog (with a posting here so we are all sure to see it). Sam, Tony, Theresa, whoever else is linked to this, feel free to hop on in too!

The posts can be simple: a picture of puff, a recipe we made and really enjoyed (or hated), an exploration of a new/old yoga pose...anything! We could have a prompt as in our creative writing class freshman year (maybe do this for the week of Thanksgiving)?

It will be a great excuse to get some creative juices flowing and MORE IMPORTANTLY, I miss you guys, and the more I see, read, hear from y'all, the happier I am!!!

So, thoughts? And in the meantime, I will take Mondays, starting tonight (this post, obviously, doesn't count).


10.06.2014

Crafting A Life

We are innovative and inventive.

Our generation is this way and our friend group in particular has these qualities.
Our gifts to each other are often home made or locally sourced.
Our lifestyles are slightly off the beaten path.
Our fashion sense is OUT OF THIS WORLD!

On my ride home from sharing in Gaby and Jake's wedding, an incredible time and a bittersweet note to depart south on, my thoughts went back to that conversation we've had two or four times. That "what if?" conversation.

"What if we started a real-life skills school?"

"What if we went in on a piece of land together and all lived on it?"

And I started to put together lists of the skills we all have that could be shared/taught at a "school" or contribute to a communal property. This was all in my head of course as I was on the highway and to whip out a paper and pen would not be safe. I decided then that I needed an app or robot to dictate my thoughts as I often do my best thinking while driving. One could call me a distracted driver that way.

Long story short, there is so much we can do in this world and I think that much of it is very possible. It is so possible, that even though I was exhausted, when I got home, my brain was racing with all the things I want to grow and develop with my hands. These are the things I want to do NOW. More than finding my next job, or my next partner, or planning my next trip. I am impatient to plant orchard trees, build an outdoor kitchen, and have a milk goat and chickens of my own.

And how incredible if I get to share these things with a community - let alone my best friends.
I think I will do this.
I will do this.

10.29.2013

Ode to Justin

Justin Timberlake should put out a cereal
Justin Timberflake

Justin Timberlake opens up a bakery
Justin Timberbake

Hey look! It's Justin at the barbecue! He's making
Justin Timbersteaks

Justin Timberlake is lipsyncing
what a Timberfake

And on Justin's birthday he gets a
Justin Timbercake


felt the need to share that gem with you gals. and of course I didn't write it.

7.12.2013

The Countdown to New England

Moving to Virginia has taught me a lot. It has taught me about caring for the land, growing vegetables, and nursing chickens back to health. There have been lessons on being vulnerable and more aware. The mountains have shown me a new definition of beauty and awe.

My roommate, Jenna, and I had a conversation one twilight a few weeks back spurred by the question: how do you choose a place to build your life? Jenna is 28 and I think feeling the ache of building a life of her own especially now that she has found a partner in our wonderful friend Trevor. Much of our conversation revolved around having enough land to grow a substantial amount of food on, if just for our families, but also being close enough to our mothers, fathers, and sisters. And for Jenna, she said that she would also like to be near mountains. Maybe she is a Bilbo at heart, "I want to see mountains again, mountains, Gandalf!  And then find somewhere quiet where I can finish my book." Except "start a life" instead of the whole book thing.
But I am a Legolas. I do not remember if it was eluded to in the trilogy or later in the appendices or perhaps the Silmarillion, but it was said that if Legolas heard "the cry of the gull on the shore", he would fall too much in love with the water to return back to his forest homeland. (Well, that also could mean the grey havens, meaning he was going to die, but because Legolas never got to the sea, we shall never know what was meant by these words).
Either way, I am a water child. Last summer I did not see the ocean once. It wasn't until Friendsgiving last fall that I stepped onto the sand. And I did not swim in the lake that I have been swimming in every summer since I was four years old.
Staunton is a good 4 hours from the coast and 5 hours from decent beaches. And I've decided that is too much. Wherever I settle down, it will be hopefully less than 2 hours to the coast and be close enough to a swimmable body of water that I can walk to.
But until then, I am counting down the days when I fly home for a short visit and can spend a whole day on Lake Quinsigamond with my family and friends.

I'll leave with a poem inspired by nostalgia a few nights past and a music video I just adore which has both mountains and water.




5.29.2013

Shirtless dance parties, acroyoga, and the worst hangover

A post that I had started writing about a month ago...

Just when you thought that your life had reached a status quo, a guy hits on you and although you find out later during a 2 a.m. phone call that he has a girlfriend, he turns out to be an in to a highly interesting group of 20-somethings and 30-somethings aka the Staunton Townies.
Long-story-sort-of-short, Saturday my plan was originally to hike with the aforementioned male however, he got called into work and we met up later at a bar (essentially the only bar in Staunton). His gal got kicked out of the bar for being "too drunk" and so I stayed behind with a friend, Anne, and an acquaintance Kevin Murray (who was wearing a captain's hat the first time we met). They took me to one of their friends apartments and within minutes Anne had suggested we do acroyoga which quickly turned into a lot of shenanginans (or bennigans as Anthony used to say) of three people standing on one bar stool and me upside-down on Kevin's shoulders trying to press my feet against the ceiling to "keep us balanced" and more.
The night for me wrapped up around 3 a.m. after dancing for about an hour with two half-naked men, one of whom was Tim Darley's doppleganger, and then getting serenaded by the same two. They had the Box Tops playing. Check out their song "The Letter."
Anywho, the moral of the story is, I thought there were no cool people in Staunton besides the ones that I had already met and had resigned myself to a fairly uninteresting year but life surprised me and sent an epic dance party my way. Come down and join the dance.

Updates since the last shenanigan...

A Wednesday night not too long ago post watching Amadeus with my 68 year old neighbor Bruce, I receive a text from Kevin (mentioned above) asking "What are your thoughts on pool?"
So at 11 p.m., I walk downtown to another bar, Luigis (apparently there is more than one bar in Staunton, but still, not much to brag about) to find Kevin and Tim Darley's doppleganger playing pool with some other townies. No surprise there, the text gave it away. They play a couple games, win both, pretending like it is no big deal. Kevin and I switch to darts in which he wins too. We switch to cornhole. Yes, there is indoor cornhole in Virginia. Turns out I suck at cornhole.
Dancing ensues. Shirts stay on this time -- thankfully as we are at a bar. 2 a.m. arrives and a drunk Lisa, Kevin, and doppleganger stagger outside. Black man hands us a cd of his "Married to the Struggle." We walk to the top of my street to a tiny park and look at the stars, naming the constellations we know.
We discuss getting blankets from my apartment and sleeping outside. I invite both of them to my place to crash instead as my roommate is at her boyfriends for the night. Kevin declines but doppleganger follows me inside.
We listen to the aforementioned cd "Married to the Struggle." It's not very good.
Eventually decide it is time to crash. It is now 5 a.m. I give doppleganger the choice between futon, Jenna's bed, or snuggle sesh in my room. He lays down on my bed and we chat a little more. Now mind you, this man is very good looking and does professional wood working for a living. We climb under the covers. He takes off his shirt but leaves his jeans on. I ask if he comfortable wearing jeans to sleep in, thinking he will take them off and sleep in his briefs. Nope. Gets completely naked.
But nothing happens. NOTHING! Some cuddling. He rubbed my back for a while. But really, nothing happened!
A quick fill in - when we first got to my apartment, doppleganger received a text from Kevin (I happened to look down exactly when the text came in) that said "Really man??" And since then, Kevin has formally asked me out on a date, which I declined since I have no attraction to him outside of friendship. I've bumped into both of them since. Got in a heated argument with doppleganger over something completely stupid and too many drinks into the night during Steve and Max's visit from NYC this past weekend. Things are OK with Kevin although I still feel badly about not being able to accept his dating offer.
Work the next day was miserable. And pretty much all I could stomach was a V8 Splash and a few pistachios. Luckily, a thunderstorm hit and I got to lay down on the porch of our shed at the farm til it passed.

So that's it for now! Miss you all as always and looking forward to our next adventure together whenever that may be but hope it is sooner than later! Mwah!

4.03.2013

Learning to Date Myself

We bought 4,000 onions and leeks. Today we planted about 2/3rds of them. We worked from 8 until 5 and will see each other all weekend for another permaculture course. My co-workers and I are very lucky that we not only get along with one another, but that we enjoy each others' company. I also live with one of my co-workers and we act as the cooks for the permaculture class. So far three months without a spat.
While it has been a year and a half since my last relationship ended, with all that is going on during my days, I wonder if entering into a new romantic relationship would add stress to my life and take away from time I could give myself. That being said, after the apartment has been cleaned, the laundry done, and much needed long yoga practice completed during my down time, I find myself at a loss for what to do.
I've decided that those would be perfect times to "date myself" and that it would be a good ideas to set aside regular time to do this. A few weekends ago found me taking out my easel and paints and sitting down reconnecting with a hobby I hadn't spent time with in a couple years. I turned out a rooster wearing flannel! So what is next in the dating world? Now with the weather warming up, I think mountain hikes, weekend bike-rides, more experimentation with sour-dough, and blog posts are in the works. Of course this is after the garden and property maintenance that is stipulated in my lease is fulfilled...

2.18.2013

Permaculture...what IS it?

So, y'all remember when our Amherst neighbor Ryan Harb turned his yard into a permaculture garden, right? And then there came the UMass permaculture initiative started by the aforementioned Ryan as we were phasing out of our college days. Oh yeah, and then that same initiative got honored at the White House last year...so this "permaculture" must be doing something right.

Turns out it is. The core tenets, according to wikipedia anyway, are:

  • Take care of the earth
  • Take care of the people
  • Share the surplus


Makes perfect sense, no? And the way to do it makes perfect sense too: creating a horticultural area managed by us (humans) that mimics the way nature interacts using ecological design and engineering. For example, everything chosen to go in a permaculture garden should have multiple purposes and the more the better. So if you have chickens in your area, they could possibly 1) eat food scraps and seeds and then poop it out shorting your compost cycle, 2) provide food for humans = eggs and meat, and 3) eat insects such as mosquitos and gnats that are a nuisance to humans. A mulberry tree 1) provides shade for humans and shade loving plants, 2) forage for chickens, 3) food for humans, and 4) lowers soil erosion with its complex root system.

Permaculture gardening incorporates lots of perennials, and from an annual gardener like me, it is fun to delve into a world of little known and some well known plants. So if one is to build a permaculture garden for themselves, they would need to have some permanency in their place of living, so uh, Gaby, we should talk. And you should visit Eric Toensmeier's property in Holyoke which he turned into a food forest. I'd love to go with you.

This weekend, I will take my first official permaculture course and after 4 more weekends, will have a permaculture certificate. Yay! Another piece of paper! But better than that, I will have a better and smarter understanding in the overlap of horticulture principles and be able to teach in the future if I so desired. In exchange for a lowered cost of the course, Jenna and I are cooking for breakfast and lunch for each class day (20 people) so it's going to be fun...

2.04.2013

Of Sledgehammers, Paint, and Muslin (Living Room, pt. 1)

Last weekend I helped dad knock a hole in the wall, and painted the living room. I've got to say, sledgehammering some plaster sure felt good.

Here's a picture of the living room from when I first looked at the house:

Blehhhhhh wallpaper but lovely floors :) The new doorway is in the back right corner coming from the kitchen. You can't see that corner in this picture, but here it is below:


Jake and I got busy stripping wallpaper and prepping the walls for paint...



Here's the view of the living room, standing in the kitchen, looking through the new doorway. Pretty blue painting is in the works :)



This weekend I took a nice long trip to Jo-ann's Fabrics and picked out the lovely little numbers below, including some white muslin:



So yesterday I got busy with the Babylock that mum gave me, and after much swearing at the damned bobbin and threading of the unfamiliar machine, I was able to produce these curtains.




I think mum would be proud. I've got lots more curtains to do. Can't wait to see how they come out!

1.31.2013

Just a Logo

In order to have a logo attached to an email sent from gmail, it has to exist as a URL. No idea why. So my apologies. I am just posting the Project GROWS logo here so I can link to it and send emails from my personal email until we get our official 501c3 status hopefully in the next couple weeks and finally get work emails. But I LOVE YOU!


1.26.2013

Cleaning Schmeaning

Ah, the weekend. Jenna and Trevor have left to do a work day on a nearby farm and so for the first time since moving, I have the apartment to myself for an extended period of time. My goal for the day? To clean the apartment. I've already cleaned the living room and most of the kitchen and now I am procrastinating as most of my "cleaning energy" has dissipated so here I am on the Lemons Blog.

Update on the cat: Poe is still hiding behind the washer and dryer and terrorizing us at night. Yesterday I finally felt the effects of the poor sleep I've been having all week so alas, it was not the most productive day at work. Her routine seems to be: 1) visit Jenna's room, quick trip to her closet then scratch the bed, 2) visit my room, meow loudly (I wake up) 3) go to the litter box and make a mess and a lot of noise. We've tried to block her entry to behind the washer so that we can at least pet her to familiarize herself with us but she is a wonderful acrobatic cat magician who can get any where! I will attempt again tonight.

With the weather being cold, I have not felt like going back into the world after getting home from work so really haven't met any new people outside of the ones we interact with at work. Looking forward to the warmer weather and increased energy levels to explore and especially to try out the local trivia nights!

Missing you guys, of course, but doing pretty great actually. I like to hear your updates and projects and want you guys to know that I am still here for support whenever you need (although you already knew that). Make some pie and eat it thinking of me! (And no La, we got lazy yesterday and went out for Mexican. Maybe chicken pot pie this Friday?)

1.20.2013

Summary of 1st 2 Wks in Staunton

Today is a Sunday before a holiday so everything has that slow weekend feel to it. Jenna has "The Tallest Man on Earth" Pandora station on, we've already gone through one batch of POMtinis, and played two rounds of darts. All this is all following a breakfast of homemade buttermilk pancakes with strawberries and homemade whipped cream and yoga in the park. Chili is simmering on the stove and we're just waiting for Trevor, Jenna's boyfriend to get out of the shower so we can eat. I am content.

The mild weather is a bit un-nerving and I do have to remind myself that it is still January. Yesterday we took a hike at Ramsey's Draft and though it started off chilly, I was down to my turtleneck and leggings 20 minutes in. Jenna keeps on remarking on how chilly it is, but I am basking in the warmer weather. We expected a storm this past Thursday of 5-9 inches which the weather stations quickly dropped to 3-5" and in the end we got less than half inch. While Jenna was disappointed, I was alright, although some snow would be nice.

Despite our small salaries, Jenna and I have cooked some fantastic meals and been quite good and revamping leftovers. We have set ourselves to a one-meal-out-a-week rule and two weeks in we've been quite good. The issue lies in coffee shops and pastries especially considering that there is a fantastic bakery a 1/2 mile from our apartment.

Work has been good too! Jenna and I are two out of four staff of Project GROWS (hey, like us on Facebook! Our website should be up in the next two weeks. Gabs, this includes more fun wordpress stuff. I still don't know why people use it). The other two staff members are the director and farm manager, Ryan and Sam, who are 20 hours a week so often Jenna and I are working on our own. Ryan is a 30 something used-to-be basketball star and Sam is the grandson of Stan and Jan Berenstain! They are both easy going, super smart, and fun to work with. I have high hopes for this year and am really excited about how much I will be able to grow under the direction of Ryan. More back story on Ryan is that he got his master's in Counseling and wrote his dissertation on White-Male privilege. How totally awesome is that?!

Our apartment is becoming more and more homely as the days pass by. We adopted a cat from the local shelter named, Poe and slowly she is adjusting to us. While during the day she hides behind the washer and dryer, last night she had quite the mischievous night and woke us up around 1 am. Right now, we are cool with her shenanigans as we are just happy that she is becoming more comfortable, but if she keeps it up, she may need a talking to.

I do not want this post to become too long, so I will end with some pics that I took last week to show you guys the apartment.

Okay, I won't. My computer and this website are not cooperating right now. Maybe later!

Love to you all. And rephrasing Gabs: Love, Hugs, and Highballs.

1.06.2013

R.I.P. Wallpaper pt.1

Hey guys!

Yesterday was a super productive day - I stripped wallpaper from the bathroom and painted AND I went to see Django, WHICH YOU ALL MUST DO.

SO GOOD.

Anyway, here's the before and afters....


EW. wallpaper.



De-wallpapered and de-glued, and two coats of primer and two coats of paint later...





Ain't she pretty? :)

1.01.2013

Yanuary the ferst. Twenty thirtean.

Hey there, January 1st! How are you doing? That's swell. Well, I've already started off my 2013 a little messy, no surprise there, but it's all cool, it's who I am. So screw that resolution I was talking about! (you know if I told you) but I might try one of these:

1. Write yourself a letter from your future self, dated 1/1/2014. Imagine looking back at 2013, from a place of having achieved your most important goal for the year. In your letter, thank your present self for all you did to achieve your goals—and be specific. Or give yourself some compassionate advice from your wiser, 2014 self. Research shows that connecting to your future self in this way can help you make a difficult change and succeed at your goals.

2. List your favorite memories and triumphs of 2012, including the challenges you faced with courage or humor (even if things didn't turn out the way you hoped). Studies show that remembering your strengths increases future perseverance and willpower; and reminiscing about the past increases future happiness.

3. Imagine the highlights of 2013. Make a list of at least 5 things to look forward to in the coming year. Anything from new episodes of a favorite TV show to a big trip you want to plan. Research shows that one of the best predictors of emotional health is the ability to anticipate and savor future pleasures.

4. Make a list of what you are grateful for in your life. Sure, New Year’s is a great time to think about what you’d like to change about your life. But you’ll be much happier if you first think about everything you’re grateful for. In fact, if you make a gratitude list first, you might be surprised how it shapes your wish list for 2013. You’ll have a clearer sense of what matters most to you, and a better vision of what you want the future to look like.

5. Make a 2013 commitment to someone else. Who says a New Year’s resolution has to be about what’s wrong with you, and how you should change? Honor something bigger than yourself with a financial commitment to a cause you care about. Most non-profit organizations will allow you to pledge a monthly donation for a one-year term. A side benefit: research shows that donating money boosts happiness and self-image--the perfect antidote to the self-critical resolution.

From Marsha Lucas, PhD not me.

12.10.2012

Deck the Halls with Balls of Chocolate

So other than trying to get this blog going again...this is what I'm doing today! I started it last night and found out that two bags of Lindt's chocolates and one bag of caramel bulls-eyes is not enough for an entire candy wreath. This project is going to be more expensive than anticipated.

The good news is...wait for it...I have yet to eat a truffle! Although I did eat three bulls-eyes. (Out of context that sounds weird). I was thinking about giving it to my sister for Christmas but I found this great hakuna matata ring on Etsy that I think would be a great gift for her so recipient of choco-wreath is yet to be determined.

http://www.livingonadime.com/candy-christmas-wreath/