I'm not really sure how to interpret this message my dad left for me:
I left my lunchbox on the dining room table in my parents house. When I went to put it away, there's a book on tape called "Boundraries: When to say YES, When to say NO, To take control of your life" and a portable mace key chain.
So I guess my parents think I'm letting people take advantage of me and I have trouble setting boundaries and I feel guilty if I do. My parents are usually right about things. Crap.
Or it's coincidence and my dad just left it on top of my lunchbox by accident. Totally possible as well, haha!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
Summer of resurrection
I can't believe this summer is just about over. Wow.
...I suppose I could do one of two things. I can either try and recap all the highlights of the past months that I have failed to record in this blog, or write about something completely unrelated. I think I'm going to go with the latter.
I've decided to resurrect a few things:
Hand-written letters
Reading books
Hand-made gifts
Long walks with no set destination
Bike rides
Home-made food from scratch
Line-drying my laundry
Sewing (machine, not by hand, I'm not that patient!)
Sketching
Candles
Gardening
Picnics
So, with the exception of bike rides, basically I'm aiming to be Amish. I'm starting to get sick of virtual relationships, everything that's held together through Facebook, texting and screens. Obviously this entire post is a bit ironic considering it's an online blog, but you can deal with it because you're reading this, right?
Really though, all other things aside, I'm really impressed with myself this week. I've torn through two novels already and I'm halfway through my third. I've knit a hat, a pair of glittens and a fingerless glove and started on its pair. (Also all are meant to be gifts, meaning they're hand-made gifts!) I've been on at least two long walks with no set destination. I sewed fifteen little penguin dolls to donate. To top all of this off, I wrote two letters by hand, each of them being at least five pages!
So I'll just start asking people to call me Elizabeth, learn to milk a cow and marry a man named Jebediah and I'm completely set to leave for the farm any day now. My only concern is I'm not sure how well my ipod would hold up at a farm...
...I suppose I could do one of two things. I can either try and recap all the highlights of the past months that I have failed to record in this blog, or write about something completely unrelated. I think I'm going to go with the latter.
I've decided to resurrect a few things:
Hand-written letters
Reading books
Hand-made gifts
Long walks with no set destination
Bike rides
Home-made food from scratch
Line-drying my laundry
Sewing (machine, not by hand, I'm not that patient!)
Sketching
Candles
Gardening
Picnics
So, with the exception of bike rides, basically I'm aiming to be Amish. I'm starting to get sick of virtual relationships, everything that's held together through Facebook, texting and screens. Obviously this entire post is a bit ironic considering it's an online blog, but you can deal with it because you're reading this, right?
Really though, all other things aside, I'm really impressed with myself this week. I've torn through two novels already and I'm halfway through my third. I've knit a hat, a pair of glittens and a fingerless glove and started on its pair. (Also all are meant to be gifts, meaning they're hand-made gifts!) I've been on at least two long walks with no set destination. I sewed fifteen little penguin dolls to donate. To top all of this off, I wrote two letters by hand, each of them being at least five pages!
So I'll just start asking people to call me Elizabeth, learn to milk a cow and marry a man named Jebediah and I'm completely set to leave for the farm any day now. My only concern is I'm not sure how well my ipod would hold up at a farm...
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