Wednesday, October 6, 2010

I suck at goodbyes. And at themed blogging.

Ok, guys. I hate to do it. But I'm gonna do it.

As any creative person can tell you, not all creative projects work out.

This is one of them.

I really liked the idea of this blog, but I'm not feeling it. Maybe I'm too cynical, or too mellow, or just an ice queen, but I'm having a hard time coming up with enough things I can get that excited about. (I'm being possibly overly honest here. It sounds really bad when I say things like "Nothing makes me happy enough for this.") I can think of lots of things I'm sorta into, or that I like just fine, but not lots and lots of things I want to have babies with. That's a pretty tall order.

So I'm calling it. I feel like I should apologize to any readers I had. If by some chance you liked what you read here, I'll still be blogging over at Ridiculous Existence. Part of why I'm ending this blog, is because I feel like there's too much overlap with that blog anyway, and I've had it going for much longer, so I feel like it's got more of a leg to stand on. There will be plenty of raving about awesome things going on over there.

So thanks, to anyone who was reading. I do appreciate it, and I hope you'll come over and read Ridiculous Existence. I'll still be knitting and reading and blogging and generally wishing I could have babies with cool stuff. I hope you will, too.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

How many before it's a problem?

Have I mentioned before how much I like blogs? I really like blogs. Both reading other peoples' and messing with my own.

But I worry it's becoming something of a sickness.

I just started a third blog with my best friend.

Is that bad?

I don't care. I love blogging.

I wanna have babies with blogging.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

30 Days of Nonsense. In a month and a half.

I have this strange love for ridiculous things. If it's totally unnecessary, or done just for the sake of whimsy, there's a very good chance I'll like it.

And I love writing. I made my father spend a decent-sized chunk of money so that I could spend four years studying writing. I have a mostly useless degree in it. Yay liberal arts!

And to combine the two, I will once again be participating in NaNoWriMo! Hooray!

I have no idea what I'm going to write about! Hooray!

Don't care. It's fun. I'm going to have thirty days' worth of literary babies with NaNoWriMo. 50,000 words' worth of babies. In thirty days. Amazing.

I wonder what I'll end up writing about.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Obnoxiously warm fuzzies

There's a crazy amount of stuff I should be doing tonight. Probably more than I should be blogging right now, but that's a bit of a moot point, isn't it? First and foremost, I have to bake a pan of gingerbread. Not that that's a problem. If only because I'm looking forward to the smell. Which is all I will get to enjoy of it tonight.

At my new job, everybody takes turns bringing breakfast for everybody on Friday mornings. So far we've had bagels, pastries and fruit salad, and green chile breakfast burritos- twice. It's New Mexico. You can never have too many green chile breakfast burritos.

So tomorrow's my turn. I'm bringing the gingerbread, along with juice, grapes, and two sacks of apples. Not that we have that many people in the office, but not everybody likes Granny Smiths. So I got Galas, too. And after tomorrow morning, I can take the rest home and actually have some healthy snacks for once.

What's the point of all this, I don't actually hear you asking, but I'm pretending I do?

I'm happy to make breakfast for my coworkers. Because I love working there, and I love working with them. I'm incredibly lucky to have a job I love, in the city I love. I realize not everyone is this fortunate, and certainly not by the ripe old age of twenty four. I'm not in a starring role on Broadway, or editing a major magazine, or running my own crafty empire, but I'm happy. How many people can say that?

I don't really have a secret to success. I guess not settling. I've had several decent jobs, in decent cities. But it wasn't enough to stop me from saving up and moving again and again, until I feel like I got it right. I suppose my advice is to just keep trying new things, and new combinations in your life until you're happy. Not settling is a hard thing to do. Especially in an economy and job market like we have right now.

But don't give up on a chance at happiness, even if it's just as small as sharing breakfast with your coworkers.

Does it sound too much like bragging if I say I want to have babies with my life right now? I hope it only gets better and better.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010


We're getting a kitten tomorrow.

I can't think of anything I want to have babies with right now, because I'm just so excited to get our kitten. Today we bought all the junk she'll need. Litter box, food, toys, all that stuff. And tomorrow we get kitten!

We're adopting her from the humane society. She's a black short hair, and I'm so excited! We're still trying to figure out what to name her, though. We've considered Eleanor Roosevelt, and Queen Elizabeth the first. The Boy Creature likes historical political figures. And I can't think of anything good.

So I do believe there may be no babies this week.

Just kittens. And belly scratches. And snorgles.

I'm so excited for our kitten.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Like Julia says...

Holy monkeys, it's been a crazy month. One month to the day since I moved back to New Mexico. I love this crazy place.

So at the moment my brain is a wee bit too scattered to come up with a whole, cohesive post. But I can think of one thing.

I have a full belly. Two weeks ago, we moved into our apartment. And even though there's still plenty of stuff in boxes, and we hardly have any furniture, I'm still loving it. I have a kitchen of my own again, in which I made a casserole, and tomato basil soup tonight. Earlier this week, I made meat loaf for the first time. Next week, I'm going to make gingerbread to bring into the office.

So even though it's small, and just barely adequately supplied, and it only has an electric stove (gas is sooooo much better!), I still love it.

I wanna have babies with cooking. With trying out new recipes that sound tasty, and give you a fully, happy belly, and fill your home with fantastic smells. It's so lovely.

Go cook something delicious.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

The only way this day could have ended

It has been a heck of a day. Seriously. Just nonsensically insane. Monstrous ups and downs.

So to unwind, I hopped on my dad's ancient bike that he gave me. I mean it, this thing's old. He told me he rode it when he was in college. And I've now grown up and finished college. Over two years ago.

Surprisingly, other than needing a little work here and there, the bike's in pretty good condition.

After two laps in the fading sunlight around my little school's campus (the school where I now work, which, incidentally, is also my alma mater), I felt much better. Sweaty and dusty, with bike grease on my leg, but better.

I said hi to the nice lady leaving the tennis center. I saw a bunny. I scared a flock of birds, twice. I rode and gazed up at the mountains. I passed another guy on a bike who said, "Beautiful night for a ride, isn't it?"

It completely is.

I want to have babies with this night.