Photo: Monochromatic is not my aesthetic, you dig? Someone turn on the technocolor, please!
Oh my God. Another foot of snow today! So. Effing. Depressing.
(Longtime readers know that I don’t usually start whining about winter until March… sorry!)
Ok… maybe before March… but I don’t start complaining in earnest until March, usually. I mean, come on. This is just ridiculous!
Massachusetts is covered with the white stuff. None of the snow from the blizzard has had the opportunity to melt, so we’ve just been staring at the stark white nothingness, occasionally broken up by the ruddy brown of snow “treated” with salt and sand on the side of the road. Then, of course, is that sludgy-black stuff that also hangs out on the snow piles.
Not attractive, not inspiring. I miss color.
So, this happened:
BOOM! Ghastly living room FINALLY painted! It only took a year! Just so ya’ll can recall the badness of how this place looked a year ago (this was taken before reno and furniture. But the wallpaper remained…)
That wallpaper still exists… under the paint. We couldn’t strip it because the guys who did the new plastering on the ceiling and on parts of the wall really went overboard.
It even makes our furniture look ok! And do you see the dining room there in the back? It’s nice that the colors look cohesive, with the warm and the cool, you know? I think my favorite part about the coloring is how nicely it makes the wood pop. Just brings it to life in a brand new way!
Everyone in the universe needs a Benjamin Moore color consultant. If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a million times (and no, I’m not gettin’ paid to say that!!).
Next stop: Curtains. There was a bit of a snag with that… they ran out of the fabric I needed for the dining room and I’m not sure that I have enough for what I need for the living room… that’s this weekend’s problem.
To keep the inspiration going, I’ve been doing a lot of sewing instead of knitting. The hand-piecing for the little quilt that I’m working on is going surprisingly well!
I am loving this so much more than quilting with the damn machine. I am going to have to make my peace with my sewing machine in the very near future, but right now, I’m enjoying the intimacy and meditation of my little needle, my thread and my fabric. I’m also extremely pleased with how the fabrics look together! I am also doing a little bit of embroidery, which I really want to share, but I can’t because it is a gift for someone who occasionally reads the blog. When I ship it off and I know that it has arrived, I’ll post. I’ll share that gold thread is involved, which is like “ooooo, pretty!” and I’m enjoying the design I created. Should be done soon!
And seeing as blue and yellow seem to be the color pallet of the day, it even showed up in the play-dough I made this morning for the boys:
The big, crumbly disaster that I’m going to have to clean up after this blog post is totally worth it. That dough kept those boys occupied for two hours today! No fights, no whining, no wants, no nothing! It was like… perfection.
I’ll admit that I haven’t been terribly inspired to try new recipes of late. I keep threatening that I’m going to start baking my own sandwich bread, but I haven’t had the time. Instead I’ve been working on my knife skills and working on technique and presentation. Resulting in this a few nights ago:
I have pretty ok knives, so I’m working on consistency and speed when it comes to cutting. Here… I dunno, I was just trying to make it pretty. The potatoes came out tasty, but not with the full crispy texture that I was hoping for. I need to pick up one of my cookbooks, open it to a random page and just decide that I’m doing whatever I land on. Because, frankly, I’m in the cooking doldrums.
Because what’s inspiring about a foot of snow on top of two feet of snow?
THE ANSWER IS NOTHING, DEAR READER!!
Sing me a song of spring, dear reader. Or at least something colorful and nice to look forward to. I’ll try to make something up by Wednesday.
For those who are curious, you should know that I officially started my revision/rewrite of Project Vi this morning. I’m so excited. I’ve been preparing for a month to do the work: figuring out weaknesses in the plot, clarifying character motivations, raising the tensions and and the states, and solidifying the setting of the novel. It was a fun mental exercise, and I think it only strengthened the story. I’m really proud of what I have, but I’m really looking forward to what the final result of this product can potentially become. There is something that brings me a bright bit of excitement and also a bit of terror: I see what the regular writing of this blog and the serious focus/dedication to writing regularly has done. I see improvement. It’s like, wow, I really sucked before and I suck less now. I’m not great: I see all of my mistakes before I see my nuggets of goodness. But still, I see the difference. It feels good! But, also, I hope that I can deliver.
I’m my own worst critic and my expectations are, admittedly, impossible.
A wind gust went by the house that rattled the windows so badly, I just jumped in my chair.
Bad bad bad bad bad. Who has the Spring? Can you send it to Massachusetts!?
Stay warm and colorful, dear reader!