Friday, December 9, 2011

This ceramic animal is...

...white. Surprise!


This was not as easy as I thought it would be.  I thought it would take a few coats of nice white spray paint and he would be good to go. But... of course, that's not how it went.  I painted him with several light coats of paint, several heavier coats of paint and in the end I had to use a paint brush to work several more heavy coats in to his crevices. Now he and all of his crevices, furry and otherwise, are white as snow!

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Mirror, Mirror.

It was less than 2 days since I had made a wish on my 1000 paper cranes. And this happened...


This is the second mirror that I have broken in the last few months.  This creates a real dilemma for me - of course I don't want to believe that I will have seven years of bad luck, but then again, I just put a lot of time getting 1000 paper cranes to grant me a wish.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

The Rain in Spain Stays Mainly in the Plain

The rain in Spain may stay mainly in the plain but here, above my fire escape, it stays mainly on the cranes.  That's right, the cranes are still outside on the fire escape where I photographed them yesterday and it's been raining all night.

Why am I subjecting my cranes to the elements?

Well, 2 reasons:

1. It is an exercise in letting go. The cranes have been with me a while and it's one of those weird things where I kinda became attached.  (Being emotionally attached to 1000 paper birds = Not Healthy)
2. I'm still not really sure how this wish thing works and I have read in one or two places that the crane wish is similar to that of the prayer attached to a Tibetan prayer flag - that as the wind passes over the object and it disintegrates - it releases the wish/prayer to the wind to be spread around and carried out.  I thought that sounded nice - so that's what I'm going with.

Friday, November 25, 2011

When You Wish Upon a Crane.

The crane project is finished. Nearly 11 months after beginning the journey, it has ended.  Well, at least the creation part has ended - where the cranes go from here in unknown.  I made my wish on the final crane, and I'm not really sure of crane wish etiquette so I'm not going to tell just in case it follows the same guidelines of birthday wishes.  But, know that it was pretty open, vague and peaceful - not for any specific person or thing.  I feel a little bit sad that the project is over - it ended just as simply as it began - just by folding one little crane.  I'm not really sure what else to say so I'm going to give you all a photo extravaganza of my little beauties.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Hangin' Tough

You may(or may not, since I realize that I never posted any of the pics of this corner - except here on the top left.) recognize this corner as my usual Crane Corner.

But as I approach the end of the Crane experiment (less than 100 to go!) and as winter approaches and I need more coats (and more closet space) and am still dedicated to The Cleanse - I decided I needed to re-purpose the corner. You see, it started a couple of months ago when I saw this idea for storing shoes in the new IKEA catalog. I am in desperate need of organized storage of all kinds and I happened to have a few Bygel's laying around from a changed-my-mind design project so I hung them up in the corner here and loved it. Now that I had my shoes neatly organized I wished I could do the same for my hanging clothes and so I thought - Why not? And so I did. I don't mind having the open storage in my living space because I use it to store my dresses and heels so that my prettiest clothes are the ones being displayed. The brackets are also designed to hold a shelf so that may come in the future. And a bonus here! Mini tp roll art!

 TP Roll Bonus.

Friday, October 7, 2011

XXX (x6)

During a special trip I made to hang out with a special friend  in Harrison, OH things got a little seXy.  I hadn't really been looking for bedroom decor but when I visited the local JoAnn Fabrics and they were in the final days of their moving sale with items 90% off I found something that just spoke to me.  Something that was just meant to be hung above my bed.

Oh wait...

Silly me, I meant to post this picture.

You see they had a large stack of giant paper mache X's (and only X's) for .40 cents a piece.  My first reaction was to laugh at who would need so many giant X's.  My second reaction was to only buy three for when I finally open up my strip club (Miss Ellie's House of Ladies).  But my third, and final, reaction was to buy all but two (I didn't originally calculate it that way but i needed them in multiples of 3 which left two sad ones behind) and hot glue them in a fashion inspired by this... (more to come on "this" soon)

...which was of course inspired from images collected on Pinterest.   Like this one...

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Potato of Failure

So maybe the microwave is so fucking future, it still makes me feel like a failure.  You see, back when writing this post, I was young and full of hope, optimism, and even a plan for a microwave cozy with irony.  But tonight I've done a bad thing.  I, for the first time in my life that I can remember, I made a baked potato. I made it in the microwave. :( 

(I generally don't feel that emoticons are appropriate for a blog but there it just felt necessary).

  It was gross, it was actually kind of chewy.  I made a chewy potato. And ate it.  

Potato of Failure

Now that I've given in to the white beast (whom I like to call "Microwave") I don't know how to go back.  I still do the majority of the cooking on the stove because a corn tortilla isn't done justice by the 'wave. How do I regain the fear of the microwave?  Do I make another Crane Rule where I promise the universe that I won't use the microwave until the cranes are done?  Do I crochet an awesome cozy(with irony) that is a pain to remove?  Do I just unplug it and store it in my parent's basement or give it back to my land people who put it here in the first place?

Help me.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

This Ceramic Animal is Brown!

This is just a sneak preview of something to come. 

NOTE:  When my family asked why i decided to take on this mystery project I had to lie.  I was to ashamed to say that I just wanted to be like Sherry.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Adventures in Dog Sitting

For several days this past week (by the time you are reading this it was about two weeks ago), I volunteered to dog-sit for a dear friend of mine.  I was going to be looking after Macey and Marley, a mother daughter pair of beagle/tick-hound decent, who for as long as I have known them have been a relatively docile, loving pair.

Docile and loving?  This week - not so much - well sort of.  
The story goes that while I have experience being around dogs, I actually have extremely little experience actually caring for them.  I am willing to guess that a more experienced dog owner might have known that when dogs are out of their element (i.e. Staying at someone else's apartment and sleeping on an incredibly chic dog bed. *see above - I actually bought that for my old apartment where I didn't really have any where to sit so at least I could offer a "floor cushion" to my guests.  I now use it behind my bed to keep my pillows from falling into the abyss between the bed and wall*) they can act out and do things that would otherwise be out of character for them.  

Picture something like this...

It all went down while getting ready to go meet Jamie for a dog walk/run at the park.  I had a bag prepared with water, treats and plastic baggies - ignorantly I set it on the floor while I tied my shoes.  Of course with their super dog sense of smell the girls both went for the treats and IT WENT BAD. There was a fight  (Please exchange the word "dog" for "girl" while watching this video). Daughter caught mother in the ear and dog sitter (me) jumped in the middle to try to pry them apart and caught one in the face.  Kitchen chair and picture frame were merely innocent bystanders that got caught in the fray.  

Not sure if dogs bruise - but I can assure you that dog sitters definitely do.

Long story short - What did I learn?  I learned that I'm very happily pet free for now.  However, I established a very important rule for any future pets that I may own.  
Pet Rule #1: I must be able to lift and hold the pet with one hand.  This ensures the other hand is free to a) remove any other pet that may be attacking it or b) apply medicine to any fight wounds while the pet is being suspended in the air to reduce any chance it would have of escaping said medicine.

Example of "One-handed Pets"

This situation was very safe for all parties involved.  If either fuzzball got out of hand I could easily hold each one in a different hand until things calmed down.  I know what you are thinking "What an amazing feat of strength!".  Thank you, but not really.  Rose (the blonde) was a voluptuous 2 lbs. and at this point in his career I'll guess Wizard (the manly sable) weighed about 1.6 -1.8 lbs.  Even as a strapping young man who could open any door and steal any tampon or spool of thread he could find the most he ever weighed in was just, and I mean just, over 2 lbs.

Note:  I never had to even consider the "One-handed Pet Rule" when I actually had ferrets because they never fought the way other less awesome animals do.  So remember, ferrets rock and are cooler than any other type of pet you may have.

Side Note:  (ha ha, see how it is on the side!)
Despite all of the commotion I got a lot of 
projects started - and even finished a few!
More to come on those!

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Back on the Crane Train

     I'm at it again.  More motivated than ever to finish the cranes, I've been folding like crazy over the past few days. 

That's right folks, I don't know if it was brain drain or finger strain, but I'm back on the crane train!

     I realize that tomorrow is August 1st.  That means that this project has taken me over SEVEN months to complete, that is more than one month longer that I estimated that the project would take me at it's longest.  But the news is good!  I'm rounding third and heading home! (A baseball reference from me! I know it's crazy.  I'm the girl that doesn't even like to wear my Reds t-shirt any more because when I did people would make comments to me about "last nights game" and I would have to mumble something because I haven't watched a game all season, or really, hardly any game from any season.)
     While Crane Rule #1 has been stretched and broken (but with little success) Crane Rule #2 has held fast.  I have whittled down all of my duplicate scrapbook papers and am now left with the remaining pages of the "Page-A-Day" calender and some outdated Diabetic Living magazines I snagged from work.  Oh, there have been plenty of days wandering through (Insert name of any craft store here) where I was tempted by clearance scrapbook paper or half-off stacks of origami paper - but I held fast.  Dammit!  There has to be at least one rule I don't break!  (And really there were only two rules and since I already broke the first one I don't really have a choice about the second.  And yes, I know that rules are made to be broken, but I still believe some have to be upheld otherwise your rules hold no credibility and then there was really no reason to make them just to break them.)

What is the current count you ask?  Last time I checked it I was at 658 post-vacation cranes.  After stringing up my current collection - I had this - 200 more beauties ready to be officially counted!


Monday, July 4, 2011

At Least Origami is Gluten Free

After years of denial and off putting, I am gluten free.

You see,  both my mom and sister have Celiac Disease.  I was tested twice and both tests came back negative for Celiac Disease even though I have a ton of the symptoms, which means, most likely, a gluten intolerance.  Since I'm currently health insurance-less I decided to forgo further testing and find out the old fashioned way - by eating a gluten free diet and seeing if it makes a difference.

It has now been about a month since I started my gluten free (GF) diet.  It's not exactly fun but so far it hasn't been awful.  I already know a lot of the sanity saving tricks that my mom and sister have learned in the 3 years they have been GF - Five Guys and Chick-Fil-A french fries, Udi's bread and Trader Joe's GF Waffles.  But even these small measures of "indulgence" aren't enough to keep me from almost having a breakdown every time I go to the grocery.

It's a normal day and I'm feelin' fine when I decide to go grocery shopping.  I survive the produce section unscathed as produce doesn't naturally contain gluten.  One turn of the corner and things go desperately wrong - bread, powdered donuts, then Doritos, brownie mix, brownie mix and even more brownie mix.  Of course, you also have the prepared brownies, the ice cream with brownies in it and even brownie flavored Toaster Treats.  Oh yeah, and there are Oreo's too.  

How it all breaks down is like this - for the most part, glutenous foods can be easily substituted for gluten free versions and taste pretty similar (though cost more), but one thing I haven't really found an easy emergency-my-blood-sugar-is-low-and-I-have-PMS replacement for is cookies and, most importantly, brownies.  Sure they make a GF brownie mix but that requires me to take it home and bake it, which, with my tiny-enough-that-no-pans-fit-into-it-oven, can be rather difficult.  And so I just try to resist, which on the last two trips to the grocery has nearly brought me to tears.  Seriously, I get so wound up about not eating cookies and brownies that tears come to my eyes.  Awesome.

I know how to fix it- OVERCOMPENSATE!!!

So where should you expect to find me after a tear inducing trip to the grocery?  In my car, in the Kroger parking lot, using potato chips to scoop cream cheese right off the brick.  You may also witness me chugging soda right from the two liter bottle.

NEXT PROJECT: Find better coping behaviors.

NOTE:  I have learned from my mother that one of the symptoms of Celiac Disease/Gluten Intolerance is that you think everyone else has it too.  Please check yourself here - so that if I ever try to tell you that you have it you can tell me that thanks to my blog you have already learned the symptoms and know your gluten tolerating status.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Have Crafts, Will Travel

Cranes, meet Destin. Destin, meet the Cranes.

On the road again.

This time I left orange couches and drum sets behind and my folded friends and I migrated south and hit the beach in Destin, Florida.  Now you might guess that a 13 hour drive would lend itself to LOTS of folding.  However, I found that folding in the back seat makes me mildly car sick and therefore didn't fold as many as I'd like - and of course, there was no folding during the actual vacation as I was much to busy sleeping and sunning.

Now, in case you need a little relaxation of the vacation style as you are reading this - please check out my video below.
 VACATION CRANE COUNT: 30 (and a half that I will finish after concluding this post!)

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Counting Cranes

So it's been a while since I've updated you all on my 1000 paper crane making progress.  While relaxing in the late afternoon air I decided to string up  another round of cranes that had been collecting in a bag in the corner.  I was able to thread 4 strings of 40 cranes with 28 left over until next time I get around to stringing.  So adding today's total of 188 cranes to my previous 440 strung cranes my official count is 628!

Today's 188!

It's also been a while since I've updated on Crane Rule #1 - the "I can't date until I'm done" rule.  So last time I mentioned Rule #1 here, I said that it "may or may not have been stretched".  Well, it has been stretched.  I've done everything in my power to throw Rule #1 out the window and yet I still have only had mild success obliterating my self imposed dating rule.  I have dated since beginning this project, quickly and more long term, unrealistically and more seriously.  But somehow, the universe is keeping my from my usual "we have gone on a few dates and now you are my boyfriend" ways.  Or at least I like to think it is the mysterious and unusual ways of the universe trying to keep me to Rule #1 and not the fact that I am terrible at dating and have unrealistic expectations that can never be met and am therefore often crabby.


NOTE:  Love my little friend in the pic?  He was created by Lori Brown!  I love my little guy and want more!