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Saturday, July 17, 2004
Today was garage sale day. I got rid of a ton of stuff and had a very good time and acquired a smashing farmer's tan. Ryan and I started setting stuff out around 8:00 this morning and the crowd formed almost immediately and stayed pretty steady for the first couple of hours.
One of the things I found while I was pulling together stuff for the sale was the notebook I used for my solo trip to France in 2000. It was fun to look back on reflections such as:
Time elapsed between arrival and having someone call me a bitch: 25 minutes.
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Tonight I got dinner at a Tex-Mex place (I know, I know) near the Republique. I got an enchilada with beans on the side. They were green beans.
I also put aside some childish things, or more precisely, sold them off for a quarter. Many of the toys from my old cube at Excite left with new owners. This was oddly satisfying.
The usual amount of group-sale horse trading happened; I got a modem to put into my computer before I give it to my mom (I have a new laptop on the way >>preeen<<), Sarah the Braisin' Hussy got some of our old mixing bowls and a D&D manual, and Ryan got some of my books. My car is full of the best leftover stuff, to go the diocesan mission in San Jose. Ryan has the rest of the books to take to the used bookstore, and odd bits to go to Goodwill. That box got a bit lighter after I did a fabulous klutz move while we were loading the car and eliminated the need to find a home for a glass ice bucket and a couple of goblets. What good is an ice bucket that doesn't bounce, anyway?
I know I've been a bit surface-y lately; there's all kinds of stuff going on in the head right now, most of which isn't formed enough to write about with any clarity. I'm having relationship questions about me and the Episcopal Church...not because there's anything wrong, but because I'm about to make a deeper commitment and I have to decide if its more annoying habits will drive me mad down the road. It's how I am in so many relationships...so focused on getting them to like me that I'm taken by surprise when I realize that I also have to decide if I like them. I am so twelve years old sometimes.
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Thursday, July 15, 2004
We've been married for two months as of today! I just love it.
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 Here is my renovated Handspring Edge, featuring several gross of Swarovski crystals glued on in a somewhat slipshod manner. I'm rather pleased with the outcome.
I went looking for my old favorite palm game, Dope Wars, and couldn't find a working link to it, but I did find Solar Wars, which is pretty much the same game set in space, with some extra features. It is rather addictive.
I took Dennis to the doctor this morning for his 50,000 mile tuneup. In addition to getting a fabulous spouse, by marrying me he also returned to the Exciting World of Health Insurance. So we got him checked out since I want to be married to an old man someday, instead of being a sassy widow. Everything appears to be in working order.
While I was in the waiting room, I started knitting the new lime green Fun Fur yarn I bought recently. Now this is a muppet yarn. I was going to make a bag for the Handbling, but I don't think the yarn is compatible with the rhinestones. So I'm not sure what I'll end up doing with it. I have several inches of it so far. Maybe it will be a scarf, or another sweater for Larry the iPod, since I keep giving them away. Larry is smoother than the Handbling and less likely to get tangled in the fur. I think I will use googly eyes for the buttons on this one.
(later) done!
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Tuesday, July 13, 2004
The Larry the iPod's cozy, knit in Boa yarn:
It's 17 garter stitches across on size 8 needles, over and over and over until it's long enough, then decrease at the end of each row to make the poiny part, and then crochet 15 chain st (for a big button like this one) and slip stitch into a loop. Sew up the sides. Add button.
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Today's weird item: Tiki Head Tissue Box Cover
Rather appropriate since everyone around me seems to be sick. I'm doing ok, although I am STILL dealing with vertigo at night sometimes. It's just plain stupid.
I bought a ticket to Knoxville yesterday, and am going the first full weekend of August. My grandmother is dying in the hospital there, and my mom is trying to take care of everyone and everything and is having a rough time of it. So hopefully I can be useful for a couple of days. I wish I could go sooner, but that's the first weekend that I'm free and the flights are reasonable (yay, Hotwire!). I'm hoping that my grandmother doesn't hold on that long; she's in a lot of pain and is slipping in and out of reality (mostly out) and the doctors are trying to keep her comfortable but not doing anything else. My mom is up at the hospital every day, waiting for her to click back into lucidity.
When she's lucid, she's very funny. People have been flipped off. My grandmother was a hoot. One of my favorite memories of her is from my cousin's wedding, where she had an audience out on the smoking deck as she told all kinds of off-color stories. She has a scar on her forehead from where a vase of flowers fell off the bookcase headboard while she and grandpa were going at it. She was too embarrassed to get stitches until the next morning, so it scarred.
She played golf well into her 80s, and was really pissed off when she was downgraded to the B league from the A because her game started suffering when Parkinson's kicked in. She ran with a fast crowd of kids in their 60s, and outlived most of them.
She and my grandfather have been married for over 60 years, and they always seemed so in love with each other. Grandpa didn't go to war because he was blind in one eye...from a BB gun. Yes, you really can shoot your eye out.
I'm just a bundle of emotions this week. I really want to celebrate who Virginia was, because Virginia rocked like a big rocking thing that rocked a lot.
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