day four hundred and forty

it's been a crafty few days! first, with jen's help, i accomplished my jewelry-making goals (#51 and #52). we took a trip to the bead store in wallingford where i was totally overwhelmed by all of my options and realized i probably should've done a bit of prep work beforehand. however! after about an hour i had a pretty good handle on the process, and all in all i spent just over twenty bucks for two new pieces that i anticipate wearing quite a bit. i also wanna go back to that bead store, like, now.


this is one tray of beads. on one table. i'd guess there were over ten tables in this place, and about ten trays to a table...


...and then there were walls and walls of these beads that you could buy by the strand.


so yes, between the beads, the closures, the jump rings, the chains, the strands of fabric and so much more, i was overwhelmed. but with jen's sage advice and expertise (not to mention her wide array of jewelry-working tools) this is what i walked away with:


i really, really like this. i wanted something neutral that would go with everything, and as a bonus it makes little clinky noises when it moves!


here's the close-up. those are antiqued brass plates on a suede band. for those who aren't familiar, i had to buy those little hoops (jump rings) separately and manipulate them with tiny pliers to get them through the plates.


and these are the earrings!


dig! it's some sort of black and white stone with a similarly colored bead underneath it. that bead is attached by what used to be a straight wire that i had to bend and loop around itself multiple times. jen said this looked like a moldy cheerio.

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to keep this craft-train moving, i decided to finally put together my mobile (#49) from the kit i bought a couple months ago. using some of the postcards i received from the postcrossing goal (#92), this was super easy to do. just had to drill a hole in the ceiling (well, first i had to buy a three-step stool so i could actually reach my ceiling), screw in a hook, and hang!


this is just the kit. my home does not look this modern.


i didn't put as many postcards on this as i could have - i was worried about it getting too busy. instead i doubled them up front and back so you can see different cards as it moves.


this isn't the best picture, but it gives a sense of how the thing looks in my apartment. really, it's better in person.

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it's nice to finally have the time to get these sorts of projects done, but i do miss working. hopefully i'll be back at it soon, and this time with a job that gives me enough free time to keep at this list!

day eight hundred and three

i'll be in mexico in a mere forty-eight hours (#68!!!), so it's time for a quick and boring update before i embark on an adventure that is sure to supply me with ample blog-worthy material. i put up a tiny christmas tree in my home back in early december (#43 -- thanks mom for sending that my way), and i volunteered with the low income housing institute, sorting linen donations (#91). and for the record, that is just about as gross as it sounds; it's incredible how many people donate what should really be thrown away. i'm gonna go ahead and guess that fifty percent of the pillowcases were too gross to wash and reuse. at the same time, though, some of the sheets were in better shape than my own... i could talk more about this but i gotta jet so i can get my ducks in a row. like i said... MEXICO!!!


but first, happy (belated) holidays from the littlefield.




day four hundred and thirty-six

dog-walking and volunteering are afoot! three dog walks in three days - twice for a political friend's dog while she was on a tight deadline, and once with two buddies and a dog named bowler. i'm just one walk away from completing the goal, which should happen in no time.


meet spencer, the corgie/boston mix! and omg he is WEARING that sweater.


spencer contemplates life on the pier


and this is bowler... i can't even talk about how much i love this picture.

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i also started helping out at a local food bank recommended to me by a couple friends. for as long as i'm unemployed, i'll volunteer once a week for st. mary's by delivering groceries to the homes of people who are unable to make it out to the foodbank themselves. my first shift took about two hours, but as i get the lay of the land and can get in and out of the foodbank more quickly it will probably only take one hour per week. slowly but surely i'm chipping away at those fifty hours...

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after unpacking at my new apartment i re-discovered my word-a-day calendar that hadn't had a page ripped off since, oof, july of last year... i cruised through over five months' worth of tidbits and here's just a snippet of what i now know:

- in the eighteenth century, government workers in england bound official documents in red ribbons to denote royal approval. the ribbons were called "tapes," and came to stand for the daunting piles of paperwork often associated with any kind of official business. thus, bureaucratic "red tape" (which is a redundant phrase, apparently).

- lego comes from the danish phrase leg godt, which means "play well."

- kinko's got its moniker from the nickname of the founder, who had curly hair.

- geico, established in d.c. the nineteen-thirties, was first called government employees insurance company. the acronym became its official name in the eighties.

- "by and large." ok, this one is long but worth it. a ship that enjoyed a fair, constant breeze is said to be sailing "at large," meaning its sails didn't have to constantly be adjusted. a ship sailing against the airflow is said to be "by the wind." thus, "by and large," in its original sense, meant "under all conditions," which is a bit different from its current meaning of "for the most part."

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and finally, some list revisions. as i wrote earlier, some of these goals are gonna have to go. either they're no longer feasible or i'm just not as into them as i was back when i first put this thing together. so here's what i'm mulling over:


old and busted (#41): enter a poker tournament. i've done this lots, just not recently.
new hotness: go to a casino. i've never done it!


old and busted
(#62): get a p-patch. wooooah, a wait list? of over a year?!
new hotness: buy a house plant. i've also never done this - and no waiting required!

old and busted (#67): go to dc. i have to get to so many other places, i don't know if this can continue to be a priority. doesn't necessarily mean i'm gonna stop trying to get there, though.
new hotness: get my motorcycle endorsement. the harley trip on kauai inspired me.


old and busted (#68): go to london. my friends there are likely getting rid of the flat, which was a major impetus for me going.
new hotness: ride a snowmobile. it's like a motorcycle, and no endorsement needed!


old and busted (#86): start putting money back in my ira. the market's too volatile - that account lost more than half its value in the last two years.
new hotness: go a week without spending money. discounting rent, bills, and other necessities that aren't really purchased on a weekly basis, this means getting my groceries ahead of time, no impulse buying anything, and staying the hell away from online shopping. and finding ways to leave my apartment without losing cash.

old and busted (#45): paint a wall purple. i'm still into it - i'm also still renting, though.
new hotness: use my food processor. i've had it for years... in the box.


old and busted
(#4): go to church four sundays in a row. i just can't access the place that once existed in my mind where i thought i would have a lot to gain from this.
new hotness
: i also have not yet thought of a suitable replacement that's in a similar vein... i have lots of other things i want to do though. like, i really want to take an archery lesson. but can i justify that replacing my church goal? gaaaah this catholic guilt...

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day four hundred and twenty-five

during my annual home for the holidays visit i made some solid progress, surely aided by this year's extended stay (ten whole days!) i thought one of the biggest undertakings of this list would be to sew myself a dress (#52), but luckily i've got a mom who's a whiz with the stitch and eager to pass the skills on to me. from start to finish, including picking out the pattern and fabric, i would guess this project took somewhere between five and six hours.


the pattern - easy peasy


the beast. this thing is HEAVY.


the design was pretty simple (i actually ended up making two dresses, it was so straightforward) and my mom's sewing machine is super easy-to-use, except when i was trying to thread the bobbin. seriously, it's like i'm cursed with this. the last time i sat down in front of a machine was during a "backstage theater" lab class during my sophomore year at uw-madison. i was under the impression i'd be executing set designs, but instead i found myself frantically repairing the actors' ripped seams during intermission. and the bobbin was the bane of my existence then, as it apparently is now. my frustration with these dresses got pretty severe towards the end, but i'm glad i stuck with it, and with my mom's help the new year will be kicked off in homemade style.

c-o-n-c-e-n-t-r-a-t-i-n-g


this must've been right around my fifth or sixth failed bobbin-thread attempt...



last stitch on the dress - home stretch!


it felt really, really good to be done


finished product!


fashion show in my mom's kitchen!

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my visit home also gave me the chance to begin work on the dog-walking goal with my mom and stepdad's pet, joey (#96). it was really, really cold in chicago (huh?) and since moving to seattle i've gotten rid of my long, down coat that used to get me through the midwest winters, so i could only stand to be outside for fifteen or twenty minutes. but that was enough to make joey the canaan dog happy!

out for a short stroll along the giant snow plowed banks. good-lookin' dog, no?

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chicago's got some great museums. last year i went to the field museum to accomplish my history museum goal, and this year i took a trip to the museum of science and industry with the lovely vanessa (#3). i hadn't been there since high school, and the exhibits that i remembered of course seemed so much bigger then. but nevertheless, here are some choice moments:


the main entrance all decked out for christmas


the old-timey exhibit. this photo is deceiving in that a) these facades are only about seven feet tall, and b) this is the extent of it. i could've sworn that when i was a kid this area was at least as big as a modern-day city block... and i still don't totally get what this has to do with science OR industry. but it's sweet.


vanessa tries to create a tornado... WITH HER HANDS. we couldn't get it to work as well as the teenager next to us.


whaaaaaaat. an entire human digestive tract, from tongue (which got cut off in this picture) to uhh... well, to the end.


ok, so my favorite part of the museum was this room filled with preserved fetuses that chronicled several stages of development inside the womb, from a cluster of cells the size of a pea all the way through full-term. this one in particular is just... wow. the twins are sharing a placenta. these little ones were only about four inches tall, if i remember correctly. it was so fascinating to look at, and to read about which features show up when. when i first walked into the room, not anticipating any of it, my political side tried to prevent me from enjoying this exhibit. something about how proving that a fetus can have fingerprints at eight weeks hurts the pro-choice cause. but then i was like, SHUT UP LIZ this is just SCIENCE and it can be interesting without being politically charged. i think. i mean, it's not like they tried to tell me that a fetus's personality is totally determined by ten weeks.

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my mom's favorite movie is it's a wonderful life, and i've never seen it all the way through. that's blasphemy in our house, since i'm pretty sure she has tried to watch it every holiday season. so i sat down with her to see it, and i gotta say, i loved it as much as she does (#34). my stepdad complains that too much of the movie is boring build-up, and i get that. but for me, it was like a hefty dose of nostalgia for a time that wasn't even my own, and i ate it up. more, the ending just makes you feel so damn good. i cried. not like i cried at toy story three (seriously why wasn't i warned about that one) but it was a pleasant little weep that my mom and i shared. good times. oh, and i think i have a crush on jimmy stewart.





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