You'll Be Returned to your LiveJournal Experience . . . .
So it's apparently been years since I updated this thing. I think I'm turning it into an art blog for the hell of it. Not any NC-17 art though, because likely my stuff will end up on 4chan or something if I post it without a friends-only cut.
Still working at the hardware store and still loving it - though I am sadly no longer the nursery plant-booth girl. Instead I am put in charge of making signs and rearranging displays and re-doing aisles that piss me off with all their clutter. I am sometimes afraid that working at MBS has made me borderline OCD. Yesterday I was washing the big glass windows in front of the store.
Now I understand where someone is coming from when they claim "I don't do windows." You wipe it clean and get it all streak-free and one side . . . then you go around to do the other side, and you can see all the friggin' spots and blotches that you missed - on the other side! alajdsflkasf - I spent twenty minutes on one frigga fraggin window!!!! Because I couldn't figure out which side had the fingerprint smudge on it! I strongly suspect now that it's actually /between/ the panes of glass! AAARGH! The worst part is - I ACTUALLY CARE! XD;
So . . . the weather's been hot. But now it's starting to get cold. I successfully grew vegetables in the garden outside my apartment - tomatoes, peppers, onions mostly. Next year my rhubarb and strawberries will hopefully do better. It sucks having limited space - I really do love gardening. Hate weeding though. Rachel says I should be a Canadian thistle farmer.
Rachel and I have gotten married. A very cool Lutheran priest married us in East Side park. I cried and blubbered out my vows - Rachel yelled hers in my face because she was so nervous that all her focus was on not falling over onto the grass and flopping about like a fish. Ah, true wuv. We are still giggling about it to this day. It's been six years now that we were together - we had the marriage ceremony on the day we fell in love: July 15th. Of course, it's not legal. We don't have to go to Vermont or California to make it count, though. It matters to us. And our families are supportive - if either of us dies, neither is going to be cut off or not taken care of.
My mother is in California still and dating a wonderful man - I am so happy for her. I'm happy for my stepdad Alan too - I think he too is finding love with someone else. Both of them deserve it.
In a nutshell, life's not perfect - but it's good and the both of us are happy. We of course go 'ooh' and 'ahh' over houses that are on sale - but lately the people we are renting from pay us for all the planting and weeding that we've been doing. So rent is going down instead of up, and we are able to save up more money for a mortgage loan. :D Just figured I would summarize - in case anyone was still watching this defunct and quiet journal. I'm pretty sure this is where my writings and safe art will be going for the meantime, with maybe a tidbit or two of mundane things.
To anyone who is still watching, or perhaps are going 'Oh my god, she's still alive!!!??', I missed you! Mwah! Life gets in the way of blogging, ya know? And that's the way it /should/ be!
Still working at the hardware store and still loving it - though I am sadly no longer the nursery plant-booth girl. Instead I am put in charge of making signs and rearranging displays and re-doing aisles that piss me off with all their clutter. I am sometimes afraid that working at MBS has made me borderline OCD. Yesterday I was washing the big glass windows in front of the store.
Now I understand where someone is coming from when they claim "I don't do windows." You wipe it clean and get it all streak-free and one side . . . then you go around to do the other side, and you can see all the friggin' spots and blotches that you missed - on the other side! alajdsflkasf - I spent twenty minutes on one frigga fraggin window!!!! Because I couldn't figure out which side had the fingerprint smudge on it! I strongly suspect now that it's actually /between/ the panes of glass! AAARGH! The worst part is - I ACTUALLY CARE! XD;
So . . . the weather's been hot. But now it's starting to get cold. I successfully grew vegetables in the garden outside my apartment - tomatoes, peppers, onions mostly. Next year my rhubarb and strawberries will hopefully do better. It sucks having limited space - I really do love gardening. Hate weeding though. Rachel says I should be a Canadian thistle farmer.
Rachel and I have gotten married. A very cool Lutheran priest married us in East Side park. I cried and blubbered out my vows - Rachel yelled hers in my face because she was so nervous that all her focus was on not falling over onto the grass and flopping about like a fish. Ah, true wuv. We are still giggling about it to this day. It's been six years now that we were together - we had the marriage ceremony on the day we fell in love: July 15th. Of course, it's not legal. We don't have to go to Vermont or California to make it count, though. It matters to us. And our families are supportive - if either of us dies, neither is going to be cut off or not taken care of.
My mother is in California still and dating a wonderful man - I am so happy for her. I'm happy for my stepdad Alan too - I think he too is finding love with someone else. Both of them deserve it.
In a nutshell, life's not perfect - but it's good and the both of us are happy. We of course go 'ooh' and 'ahh' over houses that are on sale - but lately the people we are renting from pay us for all the planting and weeding that we've been doing. So rent is going down instead of up, and we are able to save up more money for a mortgage loan. :D Just figured I would summarize - in case anyone was still watching this defunct and quiet journal. I'm pretty sure this is where my writings and safe art will be going for the meantime, with maybe a tidbit or two of mundane things.
To anyone who is still watching, or perhaps are going 'Oh my god, she's still alive!!!??', I missed you! Mwah! Life gets in the way of blogging, ya know? And that's the way it /should/ be!