While You Were Away
Monday, August 15, 2011
Crocheting
I've been crocheting quite a bit since my semester finished. I'm working on a blue and green blanket that I hope to use on our bed. Right now it looks like a bunch of scarves in various states of completion. When the panels are done, I've got to figure out how to whip stitch them together. Wish me luck.
Monday, August 1, 2011
Reading List Progress
The reading list that I've posted, with those that I've read crossed out:
18/100: Not too shabby.
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott FitzgeraldThe Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger- The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee- The Color Purple by Alice Walker
- Ulysses by James Joyce
- Beloved by Toni Morrison
The Lord of the Flies by William Golding1984 by George Orwell- The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner
- Lolita by Vladmir Nabokov
- Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck
Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White- A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce
- Catch-22 by Joseph Heller
- Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
Animal Farm by George OrwellThe Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway- As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner
A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway- Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad
- Winnie-the-Pooh by A.A. Milne
- Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston
- Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison
- Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison
- Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
- Native Son by Richard Wright
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken KeseySlaughterhouse-Five by Kurt VonnegutFor Whom the Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemingway- On the Road by Jack Kerouac
The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway- The Call of the Wild by Jack London
- To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
- Portrait of a Lady by Henry James
- Go Tell it on the Mountain by James Baldwin
- The World According to Garp by John Irving
- All the King’s Men by Robert Penn Warren
- A Room with a View by E.M. Forster
The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien- Schindler’s List by Thomas Keneally
- The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton
- The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand
- Finnegans Wake by James Joyce
- The Jungle by Upton Sinclair
- Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
- The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum
- Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D.H. Lawrence
- A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
The Awakening by Kate Chopin- My Antonia by Willa Cather
- Howards End by E.M. Forster
- In Cold Blood by Truman Capote
- Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger
- The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie
- Jazz by Toni Morrison
- Sophie’s Choice by William Styron
- Absalom, Absalom! by William Faulkner
- A Passage to India by E.M. Forster
- Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton
- A Good Man Is Hard to Find by Flannery O’Connor
- Tender Is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald
- Orlando by Virginia Woolf
- Sons and Lovers by D.H. Lawrence
- Bonfire of the Vanities by Tom Wolfe
Cat’s Cradle by Kurt VonnegutA Separate Peace by John Knowles- Light in August by William Faulkner
- The Wings of the Dove by Henry James
- Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe
- Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
A Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams- Naked Lunch by William S. Burroughs
- Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh
- Women in Love by D.H. Lawrence
- Look Homeward, Angel by Thomas Wolfe
- In Our Time by Ernest Hemingway
- The Autobiography of Alice B. Tokias by Gertrude Stein
- The Maltese Falcon by Dashiell Hammett
- The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer
- Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys
- White Noise by Don DeLillo
- O Pioneers! by Willa Cather
- Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller
- The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells
- Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad
- The Bostonians by Henry James
- An American Tragedy by Theodore Dreiser
- Death Comes for the Archbishop by Willa Cather
- The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame
- This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald
- Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand
- The French Lieutenant’s Woman by John Fowles
- Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis
- Kim by Rudyard Kipling
- The Beautiful and the Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald
- Rabbit, Run by John Updike
- Where Angels Fear to Tread by E.M. Forster
- Main Street by Sinclair Lewis
- Midnight’s Children by Salman Rush
18/100: Not too shabby.
Commitment
Ah commitment, the C word that fills many with fear and dread. Clearly I have issues committing to posting on a blog with any semblance of regularity, but I had trouble writing in a journal more than once or twice a year growing up as well. I couldn't help it, we wrote so many papers for school and living in Florida means that the beach is never more than a couple hours away. Who can resist that?
I am going to attempt a commitment to this...we'll call it a creative outlet, shall we? I can commit to a man, why not a weekly or bi-weekly post? That way I can keep track of my reading lists, my crocheting, my scrap booking, all sorts of things. Here's to giving it the ole college try, eh?
I am going to attempt a commitment to this...we'll call it a creative outlet, shall we? I can commit to a man, why not a weekly or bi-weekly post? That way I can keep track of my reading lists, my crocheting, my scrap booking, all sorts of things. Here's to giving it the ole college try, eh?
Thursday, February 24, 2011
The Bet
Before Ryan and I moved in together, we said that we both wanted to lose weight and live a healthier lifestyle. So when he left, we made a bet...winner is the one who loses the larger percentage of their body weight. It helped that the first week he was gone I got strep throat and lost 7 pounds because I didn't want to eat anything more than my Mom's soup. He's been eating rice, chicken, and vegetables for the past three weeks. We'll see who wins.
Granted, I have no idea what either of us wins, should we win the bet.
When Ryan decided that he's going to stay offshore for two months rather than one, he sent me a little something...
That's right, he was all at once a sweetheart and made me laugh, yet left with this inexplicable desire to box his ears. They are delicious, though!
Even though I want to win the bet, I couldn't help it! They look soooo goooood. And they are! Milk chocolate with wafers and hazelnut filling, by Lindt- one of the most amazing chocolates ever.
Granted, I have no idea what either of us wins, should we win the bet.
When Ryan decided that he's going to stay offshore for two months rather than one, he sent me a little something...
That's right, he was all at once a sweetheart and made me laugh, yet left with this inexplicable desire to box his ears. They are delicious, though!
Even though I want to win the bet, I couldn't help it! They look soooo goooood. And they are! Milk chocolate with wafers and hazelnut filling, by Lindt- one of the most amazing chocolates ever.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Un-Valentine's Day
I hate Valentine's Day. I worked at a candy store that made bouquets out of candy. A Valentine's gold mine, eh? We saw pink and red and hearts and cherubs from the day after Christmas right up to February 14th. After a month and a half, it felt like I would be vomiting pink for the rest of the year.
I stopped celebrating after I was in 8th grade and I got a birthday present and then three days later I got a Valentine's Day present. Poor bugger, thought I needed two presents because there was a "holiday" right afterward, and his wallet got the shaft. Since then, I haven't celebrated Feb. 14th as anything but another day of the week and am pretty adamant about not making a big deal of it or even celebrating at all. My Mom would get my sister and I cards and little stuffed white and red animals that she would set on our bedside tables as she left for work so that we could find them when we woke up. But that is the extent of my Valentine's Day.
So last year I threatened Ryan that if he got me anything for Valentine's, we were over. Harsh, no? So the day passed and we celebrated my 21st birthday with a dinner out, nothing red or pink and no hearts or chocolate.
This year, since Ryan left before my birthday AND Valentine's, and armed with the knowledge of my loathing for the holiday, I thought I was in the clear. No presents, no fuss, no surprises (I hate surprises), *phew*. Little did I know that I was wrong. Oh, how wrong I was. Tuesday, Feb 15th, I get a call at my internship wanting to know where in the hospital I am...well who wants to know? They have a delivery for me. This is what I got...
A dozen roses and a vase that came with a card wishing me a very happy un-Valentine's Day.
Yup, this one's a keeper.
I stopped celebrating after I was in 8th grade and I got a birthday present and then three days later I got a Valentine's Day present. Poor bugger, thought I needed two presents because there was a "holiday" right afterward, and his wallet got the shaft. Since then, I haven't celebrated Feb. 14th as anything but another day of the week and am pretty adamant about not making a big deal of it or even celebrating at all. My Mom would get my sister and I cards and little stuffed white and red animals that she would set on our bedside tables as she left for work so that we could find them when we woke up. But that is the extent of my Valentine's Day.
So last year I threatened Ryan that if he got me anything for Valentine's, we were over. Harsh, no? So the day passed and we celebrated my 21st birthday with a dinner out, nothing red or pink and no hearts or chocolate.
This year, since Ryan left before my birthday AND Valentine's, and armed with the knowledge of my loathing for the holiday, I thought I was in the clear. No presents, no fuss, no surprises (I hate surprises), *phew*. Little did I know that I was wrong. Oh, how wrong I was. Tuesday, Feb 15th, I get a call at my internship wanting to know where in the hospital I am...well who wants to know? They have a delivery for me. This is what I got...
A dozen roses and a vase that came with a card wishing me a very happy un-Valentine's Day.
Yup, this one's a keeper.
Projects
So, my main goal is to stay busy while Ryan is away. To that end I've been crocheting a scarf and a baby blanket (not for me), working, and trying to make our apartment look like an apartment and not a storage closet.
My best friend and I rearranged the living room, put together new furniture and cleared out the office (FINALLY!).
Aaaaaand the office....
I know the desk is still messy, but we ran out of time and I ran out of patience. Imagine.
Next up, after I clear off that silly desk, I am tackling the closet. Something that needs to happen fast because I am going to need to pack next week for my fabulous trip to LONDON!
The brown and maroon is the scarf and the green is the very beginning of a baby blanket. |
Doesn't that new entertainment center look spiffy? |
I know the desk is still messy, but we ran out of time and I ran out of patience. Imagine.
Next up, after I clear off that silly desk, I am tackling the closet. Something that needs to happen fast because I am going to need to pack next week for my fabulous trip to LONDON!
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