sitting here listening to this itunes mix i made of only tori amos and dashboard confessional songs... it's so satisfying.
it's been a good week.
massachusetts was wonderful, and riotous, and nostalgic. erin and ed have a beautiful new home and an incredible, gorgeous, sassy, smart little girl, and just looking at erin's pregnant belly and emma's big grin and seeing their life made me so happy and proud. it was a hopeful thing for me, if that makes sense. then we went to a party and started a mini-riot because we were liberals and from new york. or because we were not racist and we don't support the war or bush. i'm not one to speak up in a crowd, i'm more the oberver type. but dreadful frightening views were stated and so suddenly i was standing and if not shouting then speaking quite forcefully. it was awful to argue with people with whom political debate was impossible because they only shouted emotions and spat one-liners. they were much larger and louder and they were quite angry, if not particularly coherent. anyway, it made for interesting conversation on the way home.
oh, and i did not take a single photograph because my camera has gone missing. pray for me, guys. it's out there somewhere- i know it. i can still picture where it was the last time i saw it. i believe something strange happened and it will reappear soon. because the only other option is that it was stolen and i really don't want to think that it was stolen.
{the person in a diaper, basketball socks, and tiny chucks is me. i am holding, and possibly chewing, a koosh ball. i am one. the 7gypsies circle sticker says "eccentric in training" and the green one going across it reads "to thine own self be true" and the quote on the kraft paper reads "nobody can be exactly like me. even i have trouble doing it. ~tallulah bankhead" and thanks to miss k who let me play with her hambly journaling spots!}
the other day my friend laura was my moral support as we went to my local cvs and i partook of this wonderful new invention- the photo kiosk!- for the first time. be still my heart, this girl (whose printer is punking out and currently refuses to turn on) is bubbling over with joy at her many-different-sized photos! i'm working on a book called "an ode to my sistergirls" and i've also been making random layouts just for fun. i've been going nuts with big and littles of everything. i've got stacks of little 1.5"x2" photos- they are my absolutel favorite! oh- and i am currently obsessed with scenic route's capetown paper line. now, i don't normally plug stuff on my blog because i don't even know how many people are actually looking at this thing and it seems a bit of a waste of time but holy crap i love this paper and so i'm not plugging here so much as i am sharing with you the details of a rather intense relationship i've entered into. seriously, i can't stop using this paper line. everything i make lately has some on it. even when i try to stay away from it. even when i decide to not use it. it just looks best to me in this deeply satisfying way.
friday, kristi and i went into the city with this grand plan to go to all the paper and scrappy stores... instead, we drove to jared's, got dinosaur bbq (mmmm.... pulled pork salad & fried green tomatoes & oreo custard pie), had an adventure or two in st. nicholas park, and then headed home. we had a slumber party at kristi's and scrapped all night and watche the devil wears parada which i had never seen and so we had to watch it three times. i think i love this movie. glenn close is my hero. she is so effing amazing. her face enthralls me. and anne hathaway is rather enchanting, even when i'm hating her. so kristi scrapped all night (that girl busted out like 7 layouts and 5 cards!) and i took turns scrapping and resting with her hot water bottle, old and busted girl that i am. love that hot water bottle, though. gotta get me one of those! it does wonders for calming down my shoulder muscles at the end of the day, when they're freaking out from carrying this mostly useless arm around all day. i usually use one of those teddy bears you put in the microwave, that's organic and a little smelly but this stays hot longer. oh, god. i'm such an old lady. talking about hot water bottles.
the scrappage was quite satisying, even though iwas no where near as prolific as miss k. and we had a lovely girls' night in with miss chloe who may be a lesbian with a mild foot fetish, considering the evidence at hand. her parents love her just the same.
{the tiny black stickers read: champagne in a}actually i have been doing a bit of kristi-inspired work (will post photos as soon as my cranky scanner cooperates) - in this sistergirls book i'm making, i'm playing around with her technique of making transparency pages. it's kinda hard but really fun to play with layering stamps, papers, transparencies and photos into layers of meaning. this book is one of my most exciting projects recently, and i think i'm loving it most because it's just for me and just for fun. just to do it, cause i want to and cause i have the time to (even though i work so slowly i'll probably never actually finish) and cause i'm inspired to. so it's totally free play for me and i'm having fun experimenting in ways that doing scrapbooking work has not let me do. mmmmmmmmmmm i love to play.
ps, the movie 'pan's labyrinth' stunk like feet with its gratuitous violence and ugly faun, even though the little girl was rather enchanting and the story itself wasn't half bad.
