Goals

Summer has always felt like a time for making things happen.  I suppose that's what the New Year is all about, but that's such an inconvenient time of year - right in the middle of things.  Here's my list:

• - knit the quilt
• - make enough $$ to pay for one half of my Harlaxton adventures.
• - learn to juice (my interest has piqued) 
• - then, learn to appreciate what I've juiced
• - bake something fabulous with my momma
• - become a pescatarian, because daddy's fish is just too good
• - read consistently
• - write consistently
• - spend more time outside

Sounds like I won't have much nothing-time this summer. I'm alright with that :)

Post on the Battle of the Kittez later today.

Busy Bee

I need to get better about writing things down here. It's been a hectic couple of weeks and I feel like I have a lot to share!!

For instance, I went to a doula workshop in Austin:

Photo Credit goes to Tara Phears

It was a truly magical experience and I do feel like it's changed me for the better.  Feeling like I can really make a difference in people's lives is a great thing.  

There is a quilt I'm planning on (or, rather, procrastinating) starting.  I can't for the life of my find the pattern for it, which is not a good thing...  That's my big knitting project for the summer.  I'm also planning on reading about 5,000 books, but when am I not? 

Basically my summer will be filled with smelly, drooling dogs, a painfully complex quilt pattern, a typewriter (that I'm planning on writing the Great American Novel with), fabric and paint (I'm redesigning my bedroom), 5,000 unread books,  naps, and this one boy that I just can't seem to ignore.  Oh, yeah.  I'm going to New Mexico, too!  

Let's get started!!!

Who cares about adventure? I just want a breakfast taco.

We're reading this

in my Contemporary American Novel class. 

It's about identity theft, and really just identity in general. I haven't finished it so I'm not sure, yet, what I'm going to feel is important about it in the end. But, at this point, it's about people who try and escape their mediocre lives in search of something grand.  Needless to say, they fall flat on their faces. This is an interesting topic for me because I've been searching for the grandiose my entire life.  I hated Texas.  I hated weather without seasons, I hated the culture, I hated the stereotypes, I hated the cowboys and the diesel fueled trucks at every corner. San Antonio is truly a breed of it's own. But, now that I'm out and free to experience what I want... I feel more trapped than ever.  Maybe that's what the book is trying to get at. If you go out looking for something, something you've idealized in your mind, you'll never find it. 

I think I'll talk about books on here. I like books.

Hi

There are a lot of things that I don't know, and why I decided to start this blog is one of them. :) 

That's me and my Big. She's the gorgeous one on the left. 

I guess we'll see where this thing takes us.