Monday, February 28, 2011

Nerding Out.


I don't play Dungeons and Dragons. Or Magic the Gathering. Or the Pokemon card game. I like to say it's because I want to protect my street cred. You know, stay hip, and cool.
But then boyfriend and his family had to go and introduce me to The Settlers of Catan. Did you know when you win a game of Catan, that the other players must respond: "All Hail Queen (or King if applicable) of Catan."
The simulated royalty sucked me in. I'm hooked. It's pitiful. The game is simple in premise, and intellectual in the strategy each player employs to win. But I'm not here to explain the whole thing - check it out if you're so inclined. Here's what you need to know for this post to make sense: The game board is comprised of 19 hexagonal pieces, laid out to represent "Catan," and your impending settlements.
I found a hexagonal cookie cutter online last week. ...cue Cookie Catan.
Settlements marked with hershey kisses, cities represented by rolos, roads are rainbow licorice, andI. I am the queen. All hail me while I dunk the desert and the robber in some milk. :)

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Squeaky Clean Weekend


Howdy y'all. If you're hangin out in the midwest, I hope you're hunkered down for the night as this disgusting snow/ice/slush combo hits the ground. I know that's been our plan for the day.
Lately I've been taking on some of the more fun items on my checklists (I live in a perpetual to-do list. Fairly certain it's a mild OCD on my part) So here's what was worth sharing from those checks:
First and foremost- have you ever had a black dog? Can we talk for a moment about the absolutely UNREAL amount of dirt a black dog can hide in its coat? Mac got a bath today. I won't gross you out by describing the color of the water as it ran off his back, but let's jut say the bath was sorely overdue. Thankfully, for a hundred pound dog who doesn't like baths, he is pretty well-behaved and endures for my sake (minus some very heart-breaking puppy dog "pity me" eyes).
Now, some "ocean" scented shampoo, some hypo-allergenic conditioning coat spray, moisturizing/ sealing paw-pad balm, and a hairdryer (no lie, his favorite part) later, Mac is squeaky clean, and happy as a clam to sit as far away from me on the couch as possible.
Someday I shall have to sit down and outline just how much of a wussy dog Mac really is; that conditioning spray and balm are actually necessary during bath-time because of his allergies. And how much I enable that wussy-ness by rewarding his good behavior in the bathtub through using a hair dryer on him when he gets out (I'll also have to post a video of him wiggling his butt in joy as I blast it with warm air to prove his elation). I know there's gotta be someone else out there who can tell me their big, tough-looking dog needs just as much pampering. Que Ser Ah - look at that face. He's too adorable to not put in the extra effort.
Next up - I decided that I am sick of having arguments about who hogs the blankets more. And thus, I have embarked upon a quest to create a gigantic quilt that will allow us both to always feel sufficiently covered. Let's be real honest for a second here: patience is not a virtue that I do real well with, so this is a slow going project because I actually rather dislike the repetitiveness of sewing blocks of 9 squares together... with full knowledge that as soon as I'm done with that the next step is just to sew those blocks to each other. So this has been going on for a few weeks now. I hope to finish it up in March. But I know when I'm done, I will feel ridiculously proud of my accomplishment, and I'll be able to properly become a burrito at bedtime every night, so it'll be worth it. :)
I also have to mention that quilts take a stupid amount of ironing during their construction. I dislike ironing.
Anyway, and last but not least - as part of my day job working at a college, one of my RA staffs decided to put on a spa program, and I went to that last night to check it out. I contributed a few "DIY" spa recipes to them - things that anyone can make with items from their kitchen pantry, and they all seemed to be a big hit with the students at the event. Here's one of my favorites, for no other reason than how silly everyone looked when they tried it out:
The Oatmeal Honey Face Mask (the picture is a little blurry, but the look on my face is me trying to keep chunks of sticky oatmeal from falling into my lap.) The oatmeal gently exfoliates as you smear it on, the honey rejuvenates the skin. In theory anyway. Wanna try it? Mix a half a cup of honey with a half a cup of oatmeal. Smoosh on your face. Wait a few moments. And rinse it off. If you want to be super classy, after you rinse your face, swipe a slice of cucumber over your face as a toner.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Boyfriend Gets Crafty


Yes ladies, tonight, boyfriend upped the crafty gift ante.
He made me a box of chocolates.
(complete with ribbon hinge)
which is made...
from yet more chocolate.
I claim this chocolate-box-making-man in the name of Kp. All mine, hands off. :)

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

I'm Feeling Better.


..and having caught the ick that I was dragging around last week, Boyfriend is decidedly not feeling better.
sorry dude.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Organization


Tonight we're at boyfriend's house, and he asked me for help organizing things.
So I labeled a basket for his unpaid bills.
*edited slightly for the tiny childrens who I am sure are reading this blog.
I'm a caring and entirely helpful girlfriend like that.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Gratuitous Product Placement


Aaaaand, I'm sick.
I work with students. Do you work with students? Because if you do, I think you see where this is going.
It is inevitable that a few times a year, you will catch whatever plague your students have incubated to deathly perfection in their anxiety-ridden, sleep deprived bodies. So when all three of my lead students checked into my office coughing and sneezing two days ago, I knew it was only a matter of time.
"Seroiusly, why are you here?! Go. Home." I squawked at them. Really, if you have a hard time walking three steps without either hacking up a lung or sneezing so hard you feel like your eyes might explode, what could you possibly have going on that you couldn't sequester yourself for at least a day to try and keep the infection quarantined/ recover?! But common sense like this is something that students develop during their time at College, so it never surprises me that laying low doesn't occur to them.
Nevertheless, I shoo them out, urge them to go home and go to bed, and then use five or six generous squirts of hand sanitizer while crossing my fingers that maybe, this time.
Cue two days later (today).
I had a tickle in my throat last night that wouldn't go away. I had to sleep propped up and full of NyQuil, and I still managed to wake myself up coughing a few times. When my alarm sounded, I spent a few moments curled into a little coughing ball before I could coordinate myself enough to hit "snooze."
So naturally, I dug out a pair of gray pants, a polo and a red sweater, and trudged up the hill to work, in order to busy myself with some projects, e-mails, meetings... oh, and coughing up my lungs.
(to be fair, I don't cough into my fist, I cough into my elbow like all the crazy health PSAs have been showing us since H1N1 broke out last year. But that looked weird when I tried to draw it.)
I made it all the way to 2:30. Just enough time to make sure my desk, keyboard and the small conference room were covered head to toe in germs. Oh, and to make sure that the seemingly healthy students I met with today will not be such in a few days time. Which was kindly, gently pointed out to me by my coworker:
Role modeling effective life-skills for my student staff. That's what I do. ...Oops.
So I trudged back down the hill, chest seizing up with the cold, and upon walking in the door, immediately became giddy that I could take a bath and make use of two excellent products, which I will share with you now.
First and foremost, this bath salt. It smells like Vicks Vapor Rub and has about the same effect. Which was helpful in letting me expand my lungs a bit. So when you need the opportunity to breathe in those fumes for a few hours, you turn to my second endorsement of the evening. The handheld electronic solitaire game.
It was nice, I got super prune-tastic, and now I'm parked on the couch next to a humidifier and a box of kleenex. Maybe tomorrow I'll actually take my own advice and get some rest.

Monday, February 07, 2011

Wha Chu Doing?


I hath arrived. And friends, I bring pictures.
First and foremost - I just updated the crud out of my Etsy Monster.
Secondly, if you're too lazy to click through the etsy, please allow me to picture spam this post with visions of all the crazy stuff I've been up to since the computer took a sharp turn into death-town.
First off, I made a few re-versible aprons. Including a real cute frilly one for a kid. (back is alight denim)
Then I etched a few jars. These are not ALL of those jars, just my favorite of the group. Yay peacocks.
And then I made a few more eye-masks. I like how they turned out. There are a couple of differentvariations, so if you didn't dig the look of the first one I shared on the blog, seriously, check out the etsy and see if there's a better fit for you. :) Or just look at everything. I'm quite a proud mama with this store at the moment.
Now, let's see if I can successfully tackle some taxes tonight. And then... stay tuned friends, I'm about to embark on a quilt project.

Sunday, February 06, 2011

Zombie Blog


Oh goodness I'm back.
Sorry for the down time, the computer died and has JUST been returned to me. On some levels, that sucked because I am most definitely an internet junkie. On other levels, it gave me a lot of time to do nothing but create stuff. So check back in a little bit, I'm getting everything together for one big dump of "look what I can do!"
Yes, I did entirely intend for that to mimic Stuart.