Happy Spring!
Wow, it's April? How did that happen? I know, I know, the slow progression of time.
Ok. Yoric and I are living with unknownpoet's brother - we are renting the lower half of his house for the low low price of half our St. Paul duplex. This allows us to pay our bills, save and do more fun things. This is my first time living on the Mpls side of things. Still learning where things are. Many boxes remain for us to unpack; the rate of unpacking seems so slow to me because I'm not there to do it, and when I am home, we always seem to be running off somewhere.
We continue in our endeavors as photographers.The St. Paul Camera Club doesn't seem to be fitting our needs any more. Spring Break was great - it taught us a lot about our cameras and the people and the opportunities that are out there. The majority of the photography community seems to be retirement age and fairly conservative; not sure they're the people to support Yoric's work.
Yoric has an entry at the MIA Foot in the Door exhibition. Interesting concept, but I can see why they only have it every 10 years - so many entries, and of such variable quality. That's part of the appeal of course (it's not a juried show) but I do feel a bit "had" when I come across a piece that states "This is not art." And don't even get me started on how that could be meta.
We will be exhibiting at this year's St. Paul Art Crawl! We are located at the Rossmor Building (360 N Robert Street) in downtown St. Paul on the 2nd floor. Please come see us! Our "neighbors" are cool people too - I'm looking forward to seeing what they have to offer as well.
This early spring has me all confused - I keep expecting a huge snowfall! I want to build a raised garden bed in the back, grow some veggies and herbs, nothing too ambitious. I did some MAJOR pruning of the mystery trees and shrubs back there - looks like some are going to turn out to be lilacs! Once they've bloomed, I'm going to cut them WAY down; the things are fucking TREES right now.
I've started with DRC again, scoring assessment papers. I impressed my supervisor enough that she recommended me for promotion; not sure anything will come of that, but it was certainly a boost to my ego. Working 8 hours day again is a shock: I never have any time or energy when I get home; it's just a cycle of sleep, work, eat, sleep. I wish I got a bonus for reading faster than anyone else in the project.
Mom has had to put down both her beloved, elderly dogs; Abby in November, and Mindy this April. Both dogs were very old and had multiple ailments. Mindy's death was especially hard - her circulation was so bad at the end that she HOWLED when given the anesthetic, and it just about killed Mom. She hasn't slept well since Mindy's death.
Had a VERY enjoyable Easter luncheon with the Danas. Yoric and I arrived early, so took a walk around Grand Ave to play with our cameras.
The aunts and uncles continue to debate about the estate and the Lake, though recently, some progress seems to have been made. I don't know if Joe will ever rejoin the family; he's been too badly wounded. I think they all need to be given a time-out and a spanking.
We've started doing Scrabble dinner nights with Mom. It's a good thing I bring knitting, because between their laptops and perusing the board, Yoric and Mom can take up to 10 minutes for their turn. I'm strongly considering bringing a kitchen timer next time, and instituting a 5 minute rule. Mom brings me coffee on my lunch break over at DRC, and Yoric has been having lunch with HIS mom while she's working in Crystal. I love that we get this quality time.
Things continue to be hectic. Yoric managed to do the brilliant move of falling/fainting in front of his QRC and physical therapist. They're taking his dizziness claims a LOT more seriously now, and not pushing for him to go back to work. We both need to get back to the gym - they Anytime here is more of a drive, and Yoric wants to move over to the Civic center, as they have a pool, which of course would allow him to do more low impact exercise. CON's in 2 months, and I really want to lose some weight. It doesn't help that Mom sent us both home with loaded Easter baskets. Om nom nom Peeps.
And with that, goodnight.
Ok. Yoric and I are living with unknownpoet's brother - we are renting the lower half of his house for the low low price of half our St. Paul duplex. This allows us to pay our bills, save and do more fun things. This is my first time living on the Mpls side of things. Still learning where things are. Many boxes remain for us to unpack; the rate of unpacking seems so slow to me because I'm not there to do it, and when I am home, we always seem to be running off somewhere.
We continue in our endeavors as photographers.The St. Paul Camera Club doesn't seem to be fitting our needs any more. Spring Break was great - it taught us a lot about our cameras and the people and the opportunities that are out there. The majority of the photography community seems to be retirement age and fairly conservative; not sure they're the people to support Yoric's work.
Yoric has an entry at the MIA Foot in the Door exhibition. Interesting concept, but I can see why they only have it every 10 years - so many entries, and of such variable quality. That's part of the appeal of course (it's not a juried show) but I do feel a bit "had" when I come across a piece that states "This is not art." And don't even get me started on how that could be meta.
We will be exhibiting at this year's St. Paul Art Crawl! We are located at the Rossmor Building (360 N Robert Street) in downtown St. Paul on the 2nd floor. Please come see us! Our "neighbors" are cool people too - I'm looking forward to seeing what they have to offer as well.
This early spring has me all confused - I keep expecting a huge snowfall! I want to build a raised garden bed in the back, grow some veggies and herbs, nothing too ambitious. I did some MAJOR pruning of the mystery trees and shrubs back there - looks like some are going to turn out to be lilacs! Once they've bloomed, I'm going to cut them WAY down; the things are fucking TREES right now.
I've started with DRC again, scoring assessment papers. I impressed my supervisor enough that she recommended me for promotion; not sure anything will come of that, but it was certainly a boost to my ego. Working 8 hours day again is a shock: I never have any time or energy when I get home; it's just a cycle of sleep, work, eat, sleep. I wish I got a bonus for reading faster than anyone else in the project.
Mom has had to put down both her beloved, elderly dogs; Abby in November, and Mindy this April. Both dogs were very old and had multiple ailments. Mindy's death was especially hard - her circulation was so bad at the end that she HOWLED when given the anesthetic, and it just about killed Mom. She hasn't slept well since Mindy's death.
Had a VERY enjoyable Easter luncheon with the Danas. Yoric and I arrived early, so took a walk around Grand Ave to play with our cameras.
The aunts and uncles continue to debate about the estate and the Lake, though recently, some progress seems to have been made. I don't know if Joe will ever rejoin the family; he's been too badly wounded. I think they all need to be given a time-out and a spanking.
We've started doing Scrabble dinner nights with Mom. It's a good thing I bring knitting, because between their laptops and perusing the board, Yoric and Mom can take up to 10 minutes for their turn. I'm strongly considering bringing a kitchen timer next time, and instituting a 5 minute rule. Mom brings me coffee on my lunch break over at DRC, and Yoric has been having lunch with HIS mom while she's working in Crystal. I love that we get this quality time.
Things continue to be hectic. Yoric managed to do the brilliant move of falling/fainting in front of his QRC and physical therapist. They're taking his dizziness claims a LOT more seriously now, and not pushing for him to go back to work. We both need to get back to the gym - they Anytime here is more of a drive, and Yoric wants to move over to the Civic center, as they have a pool, which of course would allow him to do more low impact exercise. CON's in 2 months, and I really want to lose some weight. It doesn't help that Mom sent us both home with loaded Easter baskets. Om nom nom Peeps.
And with that, goodnight.