i am a TERRIBLE sewer. i’m about to finish my first skirt. i’d never wear it, dunno who would. i’ll probably tear it up and make a pillow as soon as i finish sewing the hem.
really it was about the process. really.
...because i don’t do things the easy way like most people (in fact, at 33, i STILL haven’t “backpacked around europe”, lol…)
yes, worth it – i’d go back in a heartbeat if i could – given the opportunity to travel with what i know now after years of experience…
i’ve completed knitting project (another “thing” of mine, lol) but… i still can’t stop buying far more yarn than i can keep up with… disease! in addition, just cleaned out my storage unit after two years, and now i have a PILE of art supplies – i am overwhelmed by it all and looking to sell it off… maybe if i stop buying as well as get rid of a lot of it, i can complete the stuff that i love to do – make jewelry and clothes, spin yarn, knit and crochet…
i’ve been “homeless” for a year since i added this one – traveling, actually (see other “things” – i learned spanish by living in mexico and guatemala for the last year)... now, i just wish i had a bedroom to paint! soon, soon…
...and it sat in storage for TWO YEARS.
i just unearthed it this past week. i’m piling up material as we speak, getting ready to delve on in.
as a teenager i started with the tiny little ankle tattoo and now i am rocking, oh, six or seven more, including a sleeve up my right arm – and still wanting more… in fact, i’ve decided i would like to become that crazy old lady, covered with tattoos, who will tell you the story of each of them if you give her the time…
for some reason this never wound up on my list of things to do, tho i wanted to do it, so i stuck it on here this morning and then went and did it.
it is VERY intense – however, the most physically intense part of it does not last that long. you might freak out and get ready to run and just when you do, the doors are opened and among other things, that small (but seemingly huge) sense of accomplishment itself is enough to make it worth it.
the city girl learned something.
‘cept they make it real easy down in Mexico with this pine called ocote – god it smells amazing, too… but, i think i could get it going here. now. perhaps.
long story short, it was tough but beautiful.
and i’m checking off “I’ve done this!” to a million things. thankfully they’ve made some updates, because many of them (like this one, which i just finished doing) i DEFINITELY want to do again.
not the best on the market or anything, i got it for traveling and got a cheapie in case i lose it – plus it takes the same memory as my old one so no need to buy more, an runs on double-A alkalines if necessary. I got the Sony S60.
i’m leaving for mexico in a week – DRIVING from oregon to Belize, actually – somewhere in there are two weeks of spanish lessons. i am coming back here fluent, DAMMIT.
i’m actually LOOKING – i mean, i’m making phone calls, getting into cars, taking test drives… on my way!
i’m thinking vanagon diesel camper (early 80s) and dropping a turbo engine in it. yeehaw!
it was two people i knew, and an incredibly beautiful, unique, non-traditional (thank goddess!) ceremony.
i did the ‘tourist’ aspect of vienna in about a week, and then wound up taking the train out of town every time i had a moment off (prague, bratislava, budapest, berlin)...
sure, great museums, opera, blah blah blah – but after a week or so you’ve done it ALL and there’s not much left. Viennese ‘culture’ is very very strange – i found them to be kind of cold, unfriendly people – and the food, BLECH…
after a month of that i was very, very glad to be elsewhere.
i rented a car, drove to the middle of the oregon coast and made my way back up, stopping wherever for hikes, beach strolls, seafood, etc… it was grand. the driving was part of it – as a new yorker who only recently got her driver’s license again after over a decade without one, the ability to just rent a car and go was such a big deal… i hated to return the car this morning. above’s a little section of 101… the ocean’s there, too, but you can’t see it cuz of the amazing “Mists of Oregon”.
