Today the weather was beautiful. It suddenly warmed up, the sun came out and the clouds moved out of the way. Scott came over in the morning and interviewed us about our living room table. He is going to modify it and include it, along with other people’s furniture, in an exhibition at Yerba Buena. Then in six months time, we get it back. We spent the rest of the day walking around the city. We looked at furniture, did some grocery shopping and bought a new stepping stool at the Container Store. I heart the Container Store. Max conservatively guesstimates we walked six miles. But it really didn’t feel like that. Since his back injury in the Fall we’ve spent so much more time walking. These long days filled with walking and talking are so fucking awesome. I’m sorry for the reason they were initiated, but it’s been such a treat. No laptops, no phone calls, just us.
When we got home a little while ago, there was a vocal little cutie at the door, saying hello. The apartment was warm, even though the windows are open, and it felt like a cool summer night. I love that feeling. It reminds me of high school. When the windows are open, you can hear the crickets and there’s a feeling of possibility in the air. Like you are capable of doing anything – and everything is at your fingertips, undiscovered but ready and waiting. I’ve never been able to decide if I associate this feeling with Massachusetts summer nights, or just summer nights in general. Todd Hido’s work reminds me of that feeling.
Shameless promotion of the kitten
Photo Max took on our walk
...in a good way
Every night I get into bed, and reflect on the day. And the pang of guilt for not having blogged hits me. Maybe I should only blog weekly, or monthly. Or maybe annually. Just one amazing post per year. Then I wouldn’t feel this self loathing. I mean c’mon – who doesn’t have time to sit and write for 10 minutes each day? The day job is honestly getting in the way of my life.
Ten things I’d do if I didn’t have to work
1. Study German every day for an hour
2. Go to the studio Mon – Fri, for at least 5 hours each day
3. Eat dinner with Max every night
4. Snuggle with Grady longer in the morning
5. Spend more than an hour at the gym each day
6. Work more on curating
7. Keep better documentation of my finances
8. Go to the movies 3 times per week
9. Hand write a letter or make a package for someone everyday
10. Stay on top of my paperwork, so it wouldn’t end a huge pile in the closet that only gets dealt with quarterly.
Starting July of last year, I feel like everything has sped up. Never enough time to answer emails. Never enough time to make my projects. Never enough time to talk on the phone. It’s like I got on some weird Disney ride, that just hasn’t stopped. My trainer at the gym told me to eliminate stress by doing the following exercise: turn the stereo up, climb into the closet and hide under the coats, bury my face in a pillow and scream every curse word I know at the top of my lungs. For a minute. It felt like a guilty pleasure even hearing him suggest it.
It’s a good thing I get to come home to big ears and skinny, or else I fear I’d be walking around with a pillow taped to my face.
On the first day of the new year, Max, Tina, Grady and I spent the whole day in pajamas. We had Indian food for lunch, napped in the sun and watched romantic comedies. And then we drank proseco and played charades. I won for the best Batman impression ever!
This year, our NYE celebration was super mellow and relaxing. Max’s sister Tina came to visit and we invited Melissa, Erik, Matt and Ivana over. Max made an onion tart, salmon bruscetta, grilled asparagus and parmesan crisps filled with marinated mushrooms. Erik prepared a mashed potato bar with the option of scallions, chives, roasted garlic or truffle oil. Melissa brought petit fors for something sweet. No idea how I managed not to get any photos of Max or Erik last night?!
Grady was a superstar, getting loads of attention, laying in the living room and hanging out with everyone. He fell asleep yesterday in the most adorable position, and I couldn’t help but take photos of this. I seriously hope I’m not turning into ‘that cat owner’.
I’m glad 2006 is over. 2007 just feels better. I’ve always been a big fan of odd numbers. 3 is my lucky one. 7 isnt that far away from it. 2007 just feels promising somehow. I’m hoping this is a year of much better health for my sweet Max. I love him more than words could ever say, and it’s been so hard watching him struggle with his backpain.
I was sick in bed for the last week with the cold that’s been going around. So I am glad that this has finally gotten better. My acupuncturist gave me some herbs to help the healing process. They taste like menthol ass flavor, but I think they did the trick. I am not normally a sweaty person, but since taken them I often change clothes in the middle of the night – waking up drenched. It’s actually pretty gross, but seems to have done the trick.
It’s back to work tomorrow, after some time off, and that is never easy. If I could just win that jackpot, I could spend all my time snuggling the kitten and Max, and making art. Here’s to winning millions!
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January 29, 2007 2:24 am | 
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