Look look! I made a thing!
Well hi! It looks like it might just be that time of year again…
I’m not going to lie to you. I’m currently sitting in my kitchen drinking tea and eating Christmas Cake. We’re going out for brunch, so I’m not allowed to have a real breakfast. But Christmas cake doesn’t count, right?
I may have mentioned that last Saturday was my birthday. Generally, a weekend birthday is a good thing, but these days I just feel like Saturdays are for chores. Still, we made the most of it, had a slow morning, ate brunch and cake at a nice cafe, and made a trip in the afternoon to the Maybachufer fabric market. Where I bought a lot of fabric.
I made another thing.
Hiya there everyone. This is another one of those posts that’s filled entirely of photos of me and my self-made dress. So if you think that’s kinda odd, feel free to move on along. And on he subject of kinda odd. Definitely odd, is me standing in a park trying to learn how to use a tripod/selfie timer to take photos of myself this morning.
In 2009, my friends Lauren and Ashlee and I visited Utrecht. It wasn’t like it was the main part of our trip. We were doing the whole ‘2 month Europe trip’ that was pretty popular with university students at the time. When we planned it, London was first on the ‘to go’ list. Then Paris and Rome and Florence and Milan. And Berlin went on there too, but only because Ashlee had studied the war and communism in high school history. Holland was on the list, but it was all about Lauren- who was born there- and about visiting her family. Thanks to their hospitality, we made it to Amsterdam and Den Haag and to a tiny island to the north that used to be inhabited by grey monks: Schiermonikoog. And one day, with her aunt in tow, we visited the university city of Utrecht. According to google, there are many things to do in Utrecht. But I mostly remember the House of Miffy, and a museum that was displaying a collection of work by Viktor and Rolf.
Hey you guys, I made a thing! Back in the past, many months ago, when the Phd writeup was getting me down, I spent one lonely Sunday weaving a thing.
For all the obvious reasons, I haven’t felt much like talking about Christmas Cookies in the last few days. But here we are now, on Christmas eve itself, and it seems like Christmas will happen whether we are ready or not, so here goes.
I thought I’d just put a very short update about our balcony.