I just got an email from netflix asking me to come back. Baby, I wish I could. There’s a hole in my life that cannot be filled. No one can replace your speedy red envelopes.
Also, Mario called from the annual Campbell-halloween-party to tell us about costumes. I didn’t even talk to him… I just sat on the couch and cried. I CAN’T WAIT TO GO HOME.
Today I drove out to Mississauga to go to Michael’s. It took 20 minutes to get out of the city and 20 to get there, so I’m not going to be able to handle making frequent trips out there. I suppose this is a good thing, but today it was like seeing an oasis in a desert.
All of their findings were 50% off so I stocked up, because this is the thing that I’m usually running out to buy every week and a half. I also got a bunch of buttons for earrings, beads for a necklace for Virginia, and a sample of a new line of really awesome & expensive glass & shell beads. If I sell two pairs of earrings out of the 10 or 12 I’ll be able to make it will pay for each strand, but I can still hardly justify spending $6 on a strand of 20 beads. I also got two autumn scented candles. When you’re wearing a sweater & pants with birkenstocks, it’s time to bring out the pumpkin spice. There is no consumer-feeling like coming home with a bagful of craft supplies. Not clothes, not movies or music, not a car, not gifts for other people…. craft supplies. Just waiting to be manipulated. I called Mikey, who’s out getting a beer with Drew, and told him that he should get something to eat because I will not be cooking dinner tonight. I’ll be busy.
It’s starting to feel like home. I feel uneasy if the windmill is not moving. It doesn’t look foreign or gigantic anymore.
When I got home, Mikey had gone to the post office and left a package sitting on my table:
Cheese from Samantha!!! A couple of our favorites, plus an extra that she threw in… West Virginia colors! This might be one of the greatest things I’ve ever received in the mail.
Listening: Johnny Cash
I love it when someone gets it so right.
Mikey and I were just talking about someone we know in Morgantown, and I said “where is she from? here?”, meaning THERE.
I don’t live in Morgantown anymore. I don’t live in Morgantown anymore. I don’t live in Morgantown anymore. I don’t live in Morgantown anymore. I don’t live in Morgantown anymore.
Today Mikey and I spent the afternoon in Stratford with Mario & Jenn, who are here for a few days for the Shakespeare festival.
They brought oreos!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We went to the most magical toy store ever. This photo will be on the website soon.
I keep looking at this and missing them a lot.
Looking at a little flyer from that store, I see that Canada’s thanksgiving is October 9th, and they’re closed. It made me wonder what Canadians are giving thanks FOR, so I’ve consulted the interwebs. It seems that they are simply giving thanks to god for a bountiful harvest. No pilgrims or massacres involved. I can get behind that. Tofurkey on October 9th, anyone? I can harvest some sprouts.
Oh also, this evening at dinner I had a gin & tonic, and it was at least a dollar cheaper than everyone else’s beers. Where AM I?
I’m going to steal the haircut of one of the waitresses at this restaurant. Just you wait. I’m going to have bangs for the first time since… junior high?
I have no more Lost for a whole year. It was amazing. I cried during almost every episode. I can’t believe the writing talent behind this show… it’s not human. During the last few episodes I had to take several extended breaks to allow my blood pressure to return to normal.
- no more Lost for a whole year.
+ get to see Mario & Jenn tomorrow at the Shakespeare festival in Stratford (and discuss Lost).
+- there will be action figures this winter. I don’t know how I feel about this. Mikey will pout if I have a sawyer toy.
- bread goes bad REALLY fast in this country. This might seem silly, but it’s true.
+ but that’s probably because there are less preservatives.
+ my cousin is mailing me cheese from South Dakota.
- Hershey’s chocolate is not the same.
+ Mikey wallowing on the floor with Dorothy pinned in his arms… “STAY! you aren’t a prisoner, you’re my daughter!”
+ metal-on-metal bang announcing mail arrival.
+ it’s supposed to get warmer over the next few days.
I want to learn how to make handmade books / photo albums. Like… ones that are bound really well. Archival. I also still need glass & metal handling knowledge for some pendant ideas that have been in my brain for months. Why do I have to get a real job. Why?
Also, day 4 sprouts, plus some new babies where we’ve put part of the first batch into salads or pitas or just our mouths:
mmmmmmmm.
To pregame for season two of LOST (!!!!!!!!!!) I decided to randomly watch some episodes from season one this evening. I need oreos for this, and asked Mikey to pick some up when he went out awhile ago. This is what he came back with:
I thought “hey, weird different packaging, but it will keep the cookies much more fresh!” WRONG. WEIRD DIFFERENT COOKIE. The filling is TOTALLY different, and the cookie itself has a slight gloss to it. I don’t even like them. I think I’ll take them across the street and give them to Leo and Mazie. Leo has a milk and egg allergy, but fortunately for him, they are vegan! He’s probably not old enough to realize that they aren’t the same as the oreos that he used to eat in Phoenix, and he will just think I’m a goddess because I brought him cookies. I already scored major points with him for playing candyland AND chutes and ladders. I rule.
Foods to stock up on each time we go home:
1.) REAL oreos
2.) mister bee’s potato chips
Time to get back to Lost. Claire and Charlie are still missing.
Watching: Lost
Hating: stupid Candian oreos
Most of you folks probably have the same question as Emmalee: HOW ARE YOU HOW ARE THE CATS HOW IS CANADA??!!@!@@!?????
Tonight my mom and I took my little cousin school shopping. Mikey got a necklace out of the trip…. bff, guitars and picks. He’s “best”, she’s “friends”. Cutest ever.
and… I usually do a good job resisting baby clothes. I’ve gotten three onesies and a blanket in my life, I think. I have to add this to the collection of perfect things that I could not resist. A Mikey shirt, size 2t.
There’s no Netflix in Canada, or anything that appears to be as good. I’m sad(der).
Listening: Iron & Wine
Reading: The Mermaid Chair
Just uploaded some new things to Etsy. Some wallets & earrings.
Before I did that, we went to Toronto.
