photo a day 3
so, sop and i wanted this low-key wedding. just us, really. well, and our parents, and now our siblings. it should be a good time. anyway, we really want to have the ceremony at a picnic spot up city creek canyon in salt lake; so we set out thursday night to pick a picnic site so we could make the reservation. Here are the sites that made the short list:
to get off my lazy a** and take at least one photo EVERY day. i hope i am up to the challenge. Are you? Let me know if you are, i want to see!!!
that is the sound lmmh makes while deciding to post a random image while abso-f*cking-lutely freezing in her office and ranting mentally about her work situation. clear, eh?
so, last weekend, when i needed to go downtown and was sure i would not want to walk home in mid-day heat and would therefore want to take the bus, i felt i needed a portable project. the beaded bracelet (maryella from knitty), while quite small, has problems in the actual travelling due to the slipperiness of the thread and the needles and i really didn't see the possible scene that could ensue as i found a needle pulled out of a row on the bus as one that i really wanted to risk.
part of my 'accomplishments' last weekend were really just purchases. but purchases i am so excited about, i have to share:
this weekend i actually got some stuff DONE. it seems lately that my projects are so large that ijust chip away at them, digging away bits with my fingernails in the hopes that i will one day see a difference, but never actually seeing any change. this weekend, however, i actually got some things done!
events like these - meaningless, tragic deaths - always stop me cold. i become stunned, dazed, feeling like the world should just stop. Whether it be of an individual - like Rich or my friend C's husband - or groups like waco, madrid, london, i just feel this need to stop the world and recognize this moment of pain. and yet, here i am at work, evaluating CMS options and so unable to see the importance in anything.
we started out this weekend with a visit to sop's parents, where the shade was plentiful, the conversation was relaxed and the black raspberries were ripe and yummy. then it was off to my parents, where the conversation was lively, the cards fierce and the cherries were ripe and yummy. the weekend continued with much lead-paint removal from sop's soffit and fascia (wow, i use those words like i know what they mean) interspresed with fruit eating. and that is as detailed as i can get without pictures: