Tuesday, May 1, 2018

the collecting impulse


One last post before I take off for Portugal today (with my small bag and backpack and room to spare) that is not about getting ready. I'll try and post during my trip either from my phone or my iPad.

Steve over at Shadows and Light did a post recently about the collecting impulse. I admit, I do collect things like whistles and most recently wind chimes and birdhouses and, for some reason, sifters. I have a Chinese herb cabinet that I have filled the drawers of with small collections of things...rocks, sea shells, the spines off the century plant, marbles, seed pods, butterfly and dragonfly wings among other things...my little cabinet of curiosities.


Estate sales are a good way to see the things people collect. My sister and I have seen collections of cameras, clocks, toy cars, depression glass, rabbit figures, cow pitchers, Mexican ceramic sun faces, and crosses among other things but this latest estate sale has put them all to shame. I've never seen so many collections of stuff as this woman had (and one of any particular item in a collection wasn't enough) and what we saw was just what was left over after the family took what they wanted like the Hummel figurines and the doll collection (overheard conversation from one of the sons).

Just some of the stuff...

decorative plates

panda bears

baskets

cookie jars

farm figurines

tin cans

and these raggedy old Barbie and Ken dolls

There was only one of these for which we can be grateful:






Sunday, April 29, 2018

obsessing over packing and other distractions


My medium sized suitcase is bigger than I need and my small, carry-on size is too small. Small suitcase and backpack would be enough but no extra space if I buy stuff and want to bring it back. Small suitcase plus backpack plus shoulder/carry bag would give me more room...check small bag, carry on backpack and shoulder bag. My sister has a medium sized bag that is a bit smaller than my medium so I'm going to add it into the mix. What I want is the smallest checked bag I can get away with and carry-on backpack giving me enough room for items I may want to bring back. Volume of space is a major consideration since five of us will share the car for the first two weeks. And apparently they don't have big cars in Portugal, or even Europe. The whole world is not like Texas where the road is open and vast and things are big, even now.

And so, because we are bleeding money over this remodel/recovery and somehow that has made us think that well, hell, as long as the spending is out of control, why the fuck not, I bought two new lightweight long sleeve shirts today that aren't basic or 20 fucking years old (that's how often I wear 'nice' clothing it lasts that long) or torn or missing a button. They are still V-neck pullovers with regular sleeves which is a thing since apparently belled sleeves are now back in fashion and I didn't like them then to begin with, but they both have lace! And one of them is a light sort of mint green. The other is my comfortable gray.


Gray is not a color, my daughter tells me, when I say it's my favorite. I wear gray a lot. I don't wear white (well, yes I do have one white blouse) because I'm up front and personal with life. I wipe my hands on my pants. I get around messy stuff. I don't have the interest needed for keeping white white. I don't wear black because it was ingrained in me early, black in clothing was not allowed by my father who associated it with death, but even though I long ago outgrew that restriction, it has still been a rare choice for me. Besides, gray reflects my belief that there are no absolutes, it's all shades of gray.

So two new shirts replace two old shirts. And I got notification that the last of my ordered items, in this case the jeans, did indeed arrive in time but I must go pick them up at the store and then wash all the sizing out of all the new items.

In the not packing news department, the garden has just exploded in the last week or so, easily more than twice as big as two weeks ago, just in time for me to leave.





And I went and picked up my lamp and the two bedside tables from the antique store yesterday since she has decided to close it again because no customers and she has better things to do with her time than sit in the store two days every week.


I love this lamp with it's main bulb and three candle lights and the blue glass ornament on the pole and I'm pretty sure the onyx base lights up too because there are three switches though I haven't figured out how to open it up to change the bulb. Surely it opens so the bulb can be replaced.

And the bedside tables are so cool even though someone did paint them black. The bottom section pulls out, to provide a step up to the bed?


Now all I need is a bed to go with them.





Friday, April 27, 2018

counting down the days


I had a rude awakening last night emailing with my Canadian friend who is traveling on the same flight to Portugal as me, when she commented after I sent her my arrival time in Toronto, “I hope you don't get held up by Customs” since if my plane lands on time I will have only an hour and ten minutes til take-off, much less til boarding.

Shit! Damn and fuck, I didn't even think about freaking Customs when I made my reservations (in my defense, there was a lot going on around here back when I made my reservations). I'm hoping that arriving at 10 PM on a Tuesday night that there won't be a crowd. My friend did some quick research and sent me a link to download an e-declaration app that will help speed me on my way but it could still be a close thing.

Since my birthday is on Monday, the day before I leave, the day I'll hopefully already be completely prepared for traveling and won't be stressing out, we went to the movies today to see Avengers Infinity War to celebrate, and so no spoilers but at the end, I'm like WHAT?! 

It will help that I'm not leaving really early on Tuesday like I usually schedule, so no having to get up well before dawn to get to the airport on time. And I sent Rocky packing last Wednesday morning so I didn't have to deal with construction the rest of the week but I did pick up the rest of the tile and bought the mirrored cabinet for above the sink.

I'm mostly packed except for the clothes I've been wearing this week and still have a lot of room in my suitcase so I may try the smaller bag. We'll see. I'm always conflicted about how to pack for unfamiliar weather...mid-50s to low 70s...so outdoor wear more lightweight long sleeve shirts than short sleeve, one casual dress, one long skirt, more long pants than shorts, a fleece vest. It should do.






Tuesday, April 24, 2018

another day in the life



Rocky and Bill the plumber showed up early yesterday morning and got the drain to the sink done and whatever else was needed to start putting the shower liner in and the purple backing board which is a puzzle of the first magnitude considering the trapezoidal shape of the shower. Rocky and I had a little discussion yesterday morning about this last week before I leave and I told him that I had let go of any expectations for progress which was a relief for us both especially since he has a very seriously ill family member so anything he gets accomplished is good enough. He and his helper (Gunner is on a different job) got the liner in and the purple backing board up. The tiles are just laid in there for looks. 


Not sure what is on the agenda for today but apparently nothing since Rocky, Gunner, and the new helper came early, rummaged through the tools and took off. “I'm gonna get these two started at (somewhere else) and then I'll be back." That was about 2 hours ago. And no sooner than I typed that, he showed up. Wainscoting goes in today.

I drove out to Bay City to pick up the all the rest of the tile yesterday but I misunderstood that they were going to go get it on Monday, not that it was all going to be there on Monday and so whoever had gone to Houston to pick up the tiles for the floor wasn't back yet. The little hex tiles were there so I brought them back but now I have to make one more trip out there. That's about the only thing I got accomplished yesterday.

The weather continues to be cool/warm, clear blue sky, and low humidity...our lovely spring days. Walking the dog along the road beside the agricultural field I'm seeing things I hadn't noticed before, likely brought by the flood, like some coreopsis, blue pimpernel, 


a cornflower, and this native clematis.


Small list of trip related errands to attend to today since they didn't get done yesterday. One week left before I leave.





Saturday, April 21, 2018

preparations


As mentioned previously, I'm working on getting ready for my trip. In advance! Who are you and what have you done with me? Bought a backpack, it will just have to do unless I come across a smaller day pack between now and then, and ordered a pair of jeans online since no one ever has my size. Well, I can find my size just not the proper length. Apparently stores think all women wear 4” or higher spike heels with their jeans and so never stock 'short' in length. And I'm not particularly short. I dug out my old Canon PowerShot (pre IPhone) to take with me and charged the battery and tested it and emptied the sim card since my IPhone tells me at least once a month or less that my storage is almost full so I have to delete the message log and phone log and mail folders and old photos and no I don't want to do the cloud since it screwed up my photos app in Hawai'i and I now have 17 empty albums that I can't get rid of, the photo stream function no longer functions, and within 2 days was wanting me to buy more storage. I've got the electrical converter gizmos. I've checked the average temperature for Portugal for May...mid 50s to low 70s. I've downloaded three English/Portuguese dictionaries because I'm not sure which one will be the most useful. I bought some leggings, something I have never owned, mainly for comfort for the plane rides and yes I do have a shirt long enough to cover my ass to go with them. I got my hair cut, shorter than I wanted but once that first snip is made you are pretty much committed.

this is what 68 years of living looks like

Oh well, it'll grow and will be easy to take care of on the trip.

Guess I'll get out the suitcase on Monday and start assessing clothing and packing the nonessential items like one of my yoga mats. Still need to contact the credit card company and alert them to my travel plans and decide how much cash I want to convert to Euros. Still having some involved dreams of groups of people and being places but I don't really remember much about them.

Whatever the situation was about the shower drain was resolved Wednesday but blah blah reasons why no more progress was made this week. It's all supposed to start happening Monday heard that a million times in my life, said it more than a few too but I'm becoming increasingly detached from expecting any progress at all before I leave which is a good thing. Still need to pick up the rest of the tile Monday and order x amount of bullnose tile to finish the shower edges. Details and loose ends.

Other activities this week...it's dewberry season.


I bet I've picked at least 12 cups so far, maybe one or two more, though mine are about done. Maybe one more decent pick. The dewberries (our native blackberry) loved the flood. They have colonized the front right corner of the shop and spread all along the front fence. I have made and we have devoured one dewberry cobbler and I'd make another if he would just go to the grocery store since the first one involved a madcap drive, or as Leonard says, a bat out of hell, to Judy's house at the other end of the street in the middle of preparations to borrow 1/3 cup of flour to continue.

Here's a picture of the garden a few days ago. Still haven't planted the okra. It could wait til I get back. It probably will.


And a monarch on the love-in-a-mist.





Wednesday, April 18, 2018

as Rosanne Rosannadanna's daddy used to say, “it's always something”


Rocky's in there working on the shower drain and it is not going as planned. Looks to be bordering on catastrophic but what do I know. Bill the plumber showed up last Monday with the small jackhammer for Rocky and then promised to be back today or tomorrow to fix the drain to the sink which should have been done when they replaced all those galvanized pipes. So far haven't seen him today.

On the upside the flooring place in Bay City with the very nice people did find and order the rest of the tile so yay that. It should all be in on Friday. And I talked to my friend Gene the glass fuser about making the border tiles which would be no problem and I was going to meet him at the wholesaler to pick out the glass this morning but he told me I should check at Floor & Decor first, a huge warehouse of flooring including tile and they had this, 1/2” wide of varying lengths of blue glass linear tile


and while darker than the paint chip it is the same color family and while I'm not thrilled by the 2” lengths, it will do just fine so there's another step forward. Now to draw the layout of the tiles for the floor for when Rocky gets to that point.

They also had this display up which I nearly swooned over.


So what do y'all think, one width of blue tile between or two?

floor plan



In other aspects of my life I'm starting to get ready for my trip now instead of waiting til the last two days before I leave as is my usual wont. I got a new backpack yesterday to that end and in true Ellen fashion I was having second thoughts about my choice last night during those wee hours when I am usually awake which is fine for airline travel but seems a bit big to schlep around for day trips.

Too many fucking decisions to make in too short a time. I think I'll go get my hair cut and mark something else off the travel list. No decision there as I get it cut the same way every time.





Monday, April 16, 2018

more flowers and another view


Since you may be as tired of rebuilding posts as I am here's another spring photo dump. I'd write and post about my art and work but I basically haven't engaged in that since the house flooded at the end of August last year. The few little feather pieces I did before the December open house had already had their models made before Harvey. I've made one model since then, one, in the last in the last 7 1/2 months. And it sits still waiting. Too hard to concentrate on model making or the rest of the process with ongoing construction. Hell, I'm not even drawing, not even little sketches in the brand new sketch book with my brand new colored pencils that I bought last December. I may have to ditch the 'artist' nomenclature. Odd not to be drawing at least since I have spent so much of my life sketching and drawing the full size patterns for the etched and carved glass. I don't miss doing that work, the etched glass, but I would like to get back to being a little creative. If only the house would get finished. Still can't even get to the kiln.

I have never seen the dandelions so profuse, the entire yard looked like this

nun's orchid

clasping leaved coneflowers in full bloom in the mini wildflower meadow

larkspur and love-in-a-mist

love-in-a-mist

german verbena

miniature gladiolas

One last photo or two of the back bedroom for Sabine who asked about the light. All the pictures I have taken have been from the same vantage point at the other end of the room. There is another small window that faces east that never shows. The etched glass windows face south but because light expands when I photograph them, it makes the rest of the room look dim so here are a few pictures taken about 11 AM looking the other way.


The doorway opens to the small hall with the bathroom on the right and the closet on the left and the door to the rest of the house.