Winter Break

It's true always that the more there is to write about, the less I write. Today was the last day of school (until January something). I'm going to have some spare time... Write once a day during my break. I can do that, right?

Hi

Why did I quit my blog again? That's right, I have no idea. Just quit my job, moved to a new town, and started going to school again :) That's no reason not to write!

Tell Your Story

I know a couple of these are incomplete, I've done this on purpose - I want to be able to share all of my pages from the art journal class I am taking, but I also don't want to lose the "journal" aspect of the project, and this is the only way I can journal freely and honestly (because otherwise what is the point?)

Happy Birthday Earth

I'm sorry I haven't posted anything in a while - I also have fallen far behind on my reading, too! Last week I got sick and my normal routine just sort of went down the tubes (and I don't even really HAVE a routine, so I didn't do ANYTHING).

So even though I don't have anything momentous, cute or interesting to share, I can still wish everyone a happy earth day! (Birthday? EARTH day? Whose birthday? EARTH. Earth's birthday?) And remember, you're not being "green" if you go and replace something that is still working perfectly fine, even if the new thing is energy saving or more earth-friendly. Just sayin.

Beautiful Blogger Award

Looks like I'm one of the cool kids now ;) I owe a huge thank you to Gidget of Lilac and Lace for the nomination - you made my week! XOXO

A stipulation of the award is that I must share seven facts about myself:

-I have played the flute for 15 years now and earned a full tuition scholarship to UW Madison because of it
-even though I have always loved optics and physics, it wasn't until after three years working at an eye clinic that I realized I wanted to be an optometrist
-I have lived by myself for the last five years, and am scared to once again have to share my space in dorm-style living (even though I have done it before)
-My mom and step-dad adopted my younger brother from Ukraine when I was 18. He's 8 now.
-I always wear chucks. Even when I should be wearing something a little dressier. Even when my podiatrist says I need better arch support.
-Even though I post so many pages, I only just started art-journaling in March. It truly means the WORLD to me every time someone tells me they like what I've done :)
-I've never seen nor read Gone With the Wind (nor do I intend do... sorry, Mom!)

And now I get to pass on the blog love to 15 10 lovelies! Will you accept?

-What I See
-The Foxy Robot
-Zita Devi
-Montana Adventures
-You Will, Won't You?
-The Perfect Pear
-Inspirations Scrap
-Miss Pouty Pants
-un-BLOG-evable
-Being a Lady
-Polka Dot Robot

If you choose to accept the award you must:

- Thank the person who nominated you and link to their blog.
- Copy the award and paste it to your blog.
- Tell us seven interesting facts about yourself.
- Pass this award on to 15 fantastic bloggers you have discovered.
- Contact your nominations and let them know they’ve won.

Revenge of the Yarn Part 2

A while back I wrote about some yarn.

And today, I found that yarn.

Finally.

Ode to Tape; Poetry

Two weeks and three days from now marks the start of the Tell Your Story art journal class, and as far as I'm concerned, that's seventeen days too many. I've completed the introductory prompt plus a random page just for the fun of it, and now that most of my supplies have arrived I am beyond ready to start!

Among the things I ordered last weekend are carnival tickets, vintage paper, and tape... lots of tape. I am absolutely amazed how pretty some of this tape is, and I can't believe it's as unavailable as it is - I couldn't find it in any local stores! I mean, we have gift wrapping, crafting, collages, journaling, scrapbooking, and just plain sticking things to other things... tape is ubiquitous, essential, and indispensable (except from a tape dispenser - lol). I mean, just look at this page I created tonight!

The photo I used came from here and the poem is my own work (2008). Since I am so excited for class to start, until then I had the idea that I could take pieces from my senior creative writing thesis and attempt to illustrate them the way that I saw them when they were written. So far I'm really pleased with the way this first one turned out, and soon I want to try finding an image before I write, and see how that turns out. I have never written based on an actual image (existing outside of my head) but I think it would be an interesting exercise if I found the right photo... or for a real challenge I could select one at random. Better yet, I can ask for suggestions! If you are reading this, then I challenge you to challenge me with a photograph - if you do, I promise I will post my work :)

April Is the Cruelest Month

It's also national poetry month.

In fact, during this time last year, I was finishing up my senior creative writing thesis. During this time two years ago, I was enrolled in intermediate poetry workshop. During this time four years ago, I was enrolled in my first creative writing workshop ever.

The year before that I was a physics major.

On the 2nd of the month, I stumbled on a poem-a-day challenge, and decided it was something I should do. I was only one day behind, so why not? I am now eight days behind on the poem-a-day challenge. Do I print out the challenge every day with the intention of completing it? Absolutely. Will I actually do it? We'll see. There's no reason not to, and there's a contest also, so it could be really fun!

Is anyone else participating?

I Don't Even Know

I got off work early today only to walk home in the rain and then pass out for a four hour nap with a sore throat and itchy ears. Yuck.

This picture was kind of an accident, but it totally sums up my day. Sexy, sexy head-cold-nap hair.

Also, I did this. I don't know if I'm going to add to it - I took the picture in Chicago with my mom and sister-in-law after touring ICO and so I thought maybe I should write about it, but I kind of like the simplicity of it just the way it is.

I received a bunch of vintage paper and pretty tape in the mail today, and was itching to try some of it out. My mom tells stories all the time about when I was pre-school age and the art projects I would come up with that were almost entirely tape. They would fill my stocking with rolls of tape every Christmas, and apparently that was just the best thing ever for me. I was too young to remember any of this, but when I saw the package from happytape at my door today, I knew every word of it is true. What can I say - I'm a freak for adhesive.

Now it's way past my bedtime and I'm not sleepy. Earlier I dreamt that I was getting married to my ex-boyfriend, and that just before I walked down the aisle, I told my mom I didn't want to do it... but did anyway, only to get to the other end and have somebody tell me I was pregnant. I don't know why it was such an issue, because she totally hated him, but it was vaguely reminiscent of my sophomore year of high school when I told this boy I would go to prom with him because I was too nice to say no, and then when I wanted to cancel she forced me to go. Anyway, I'm really glad I woke up when I did, what a nightmare. Sometimes I wish I could shut my dreams off.

Typical Tuesday

just watching a dvd with my dino :D