I bought two shirts and new handbag over the weekend, for under $30 total. (Thank you, 8-year-olds in Sri Lanka!) The purse is red and not real leather and the first bag I have purchased in four years. The shirts are both black. One is a button-down in a satiny material with a thin patent belt around the waist, and the other is a short-sleeved sweater with a fake polka-dotted collar shirt attached. So sneaky, making it look like there’s a shirt underneath, when really it’s just shirttails and a collar sewn on. Brilliant!
I wore the second one today with a knee-length flared black skirt and my old office pumps and I felt very preppy and officey. A coworker asked if I had an interview.
“Nope, I’m just dressed nicely today, thank you for noticing,” I said. “I’m going to start dressing up more every day, actually. And then when I have an interview, nobody will know! It will be just another day at the office…”
I watched a couple episodes of “Project Runway” tonight and as usual I feel motivated to work on my own projects. I don’t have any tiered couture gowns in the works, though. Next up is a glamorous apron with glittery ruffles and brilliant fabrics. Then a bbq style apron, the manlier kind that hooks around the neck and says things like “kiss the cook”.
Most exciting, I just planned my next quilt! This one has a six week deadline, which means smaller and less complicated than previous quilts. The quilt top will be made with fabrics I already own, and I might even have enough leftover batting to make do; I’ll probably buy new soft flannel for the backing. It is once again a gift, so I’ll post pictures only after it is completed.
I went to the Phoenix Coyotes vs. San Jose Sharks hockey game tonight and sat 3 rows behind the Sharks bench. They’re real people, not just players I hear about on the radio and watch on television! I yelled things like, “I love you Cheechoo!” and “You’re awesome, Grier!” and if they heard me they pretended they did not.
Coyotes won, 5-3, pulling ahead in the third period. The Sharks goalie, Nabokov, wasn’t in top form and seemed tired and couldn’t get up and stop the shots coming off rebounds like he normally does, if he lets it rebound at all. Most of the other players seemed lethargic a lot of the time. It was weird, like they were hungover or sad or something. Maybe gassy.
The refined evening last night with other young urban intellectual professionals was a success. Everybody was a good sport and dressed up (although one guy did wear a revealing, slinky cocktail dress to mock the idea) and we all made polite conversation as we listened to the smoothest jazz in the valley.
I cut my thumb at the end of the night when slicing cheese but it wasn’t very deep and didn’t bleed for too long. I thought to myself, “Hm, maybe I shouldn’t be cutting cheese with the knife pointed towards myself like this, especially after a couple drinks… It should be ok because I’ll be careful and– agh, my thumb!” Good thing my knives are all dull.
I’ll probably post pictures tomorrow.
You walk through the living room and glance outside and see your dog standing on the balcony, looking hopefully through the glass sliding door.
You remember that about 20 minutes ago you switched the laundry and called the dog as you walked inside, thinking she was out there too. You looked around and didn’t see her so figured she was in her basket as usual, then promptly forgot to check.
Luckily, your cold winter night is 51 degrees.
14.5 oz can diced tomatoes
11 oz can condensed tomato soup
Soup can of water, or milk for creamy soup
1-3 cloves garlic, minced
Small bit of dried basil
Small bit of dried oregano
Pepper to taste
1. Mix all ingredients in saucepan or bowl big enough to hold it all with some room leftover. Simmer on low for 10 minutes to combine flavors. (Or microwave until it starts to boil.)
2. Delicious served with grated cheese and cornbread.
I make this with water instead of milk. If you want to get fancy, sautee the garlic first for a minute or two before adding the rest of the ingredients. If you’re using chopped fresh herbs, add them first with the garlic.
I went shopping today and bought two dresses. The last time I bought a dress was… let’s see here… the summer of 2003? I think spending $40 every four and a half years is acceptable. These are fun party dresses that could also work if I am invited to a book premiere or gallery opening party, for example. I didn’t try sitting down in either of them so their usefulness is questionable for any kind of event that is not filled with standing around looking fabulous.
I am having a cocktail party in a couple weeks to celebrate a successful beginning to the New Year and I will wear a new dress as I “join other young urban intellectual professionals for a night of sophisticated pretension”, according to the invitation. Dress: cocktail attire.