Possible Other Career

On Saturday I thought about going to a film festival with a friend while Jordan studied. Instead, I made this necklace. It's crooked in this picture, but you get a sense of what it looks like.

The oval beads I bought at Michael's months ago, simply because I liked them. They're not super great quality, but then they didn't cost very much either.

The blue circlular beads I painted with acrylics and then covered with shiny ModPodge to give them a glaze.

I was pretty pleased with how well the necklace turned out. If you look closely you can probably tell it's handmade, but I wore it to church on Sunday and everyone wanted to know where I bought it. A nice little confidence booster. The necklace was a great project for Saturday, when Jordan had a lot of studying to do and I had to keep myself entertained in order to avoid distracting him. After making this necklace I want to make more. Does anyone want to come out to DC and have a craft day? Yeah!

In upcoming posts: Pictures of Jordan studying = evidence of Jordan's only activity for the past month. We can't wait 'til he gets done with this last essay final.

Trousers

Yesterday a girl at work was wearing the same pants as I was. My first thought was that it was convenient that in my position behind the desk she couldn't see my pants, consequently avoiding a potentially awkward--though probably humorus--conversation about how we both have good taste and etc. My second thought was, "Those look even better on her than on me," thus highlighting one of my little vanities (my taste and individuality in clothes), because I honestly can't remember ever thinking that before. No, usually when I come across someone with the same article of clothing, I tell myself (with a metaphorical pat on the back) that it looks better on me. I reveal this now, in a public way, as a sort of penance.

But I'm also quite proud of myself, because when I thought that thought about the pants looking better on her, I was not in the least upset about it. Perhaps my ego is growing more tempered.

Just as a side note, I keep seeing matches of my clothes on TV shows. It's kind of trippy to have the fake world and the real world collide like that.

Empty Pot Syndrome

Before getting married I cooked. I didn't get too creative, but I did cook. Now that we're married both Jordan and I cook; whoever gets home first or is the least stressed out/tired/sick usually takes care of it. The difference between before marriage and after marriage is that before marriage it was just me, so I didn't care if I couldn't come up with something good to eat and resorted to Beef Ramen. After marriage, I worry about making sure Jordan gets a real meal. And I've discovered that the hardest part about making real meals is coming up with real meals to make. I mean, it doesn't take long to get really sick of having the same sort of dishes every night.

Tonight it's my turn to make dinner because Jordan's wasting away at school, studying. He's going to be really hungry when he gets home. Once again I find myself staring into our cupboards and wondering what I could possibly make that sounds appetizing. When I get fed up with staring into the cupboards I stare at the empty pots and pans, willing food to appear in them like they appeared on the empty dishes of the lost boys in Never Never Land. If that happened for me, I'd definitely shout "Bangarang!"

I found a site with some tasty sounding easy dinner recipes, but as I went through the recipes I realized that we don't have the ingredients. We just don't have enough space in cupboards, mini-fridge or minier-freezer to store a lot. I guess the answer to my problem is to plan meals in advance. Then we'd have the ingredients. But that doesn't help me right now. Of course, it doesn't help me to be writing this post either, but I guess it feels like a shout for help into the cosmos, and maybe after hitting the button to "Publish Post" I will receive divine culinary revelation...