Backup

Hey there, little external hard drive...hiding there behind stuff on my desk....begging me to use you to save precious files.  I know you've been there since Christmas, I know you're dusty, and I know the laptop is almost completely full and in need of emptying, but I'm still me.  So you'll probably have to wait a bit longer.

A Hiatus

Simon is on a No Procrastinating kick, so you have him to thank for my lack of posts.  I had all sorts of stuff lined up to write about the last couple weeks--hoards of things to take out to the storage room, yet another box of Christmas stuff that's still sitting around, more and more dishes, and of course there were all the piles...so many piles...always with the piles!  But he had to go and take care of just about everything or motivate me to do it.  So....yeah...lots of finishing going on 'round these parts.  Not a lot of unfinishing.  I can't really say I'm too sorry about it since I'm sure I'll have a steady stream of blog fodder soon enough. 

What are you finishing these days?

Barbie House

My grandpa was the bomb dot com.  I can apply that modern and totally still trendy title retroactively because of this incredible Barbie house he built for me and my sister when I was 5ish.  That's right....my Barbie house had molding and shingles.  What, yours was pink and cardboard and plastic?  Sorry.

My plan is to update and repaint and make fabulous this relic of my childhood, and I've done lots of staring at it and a little contact paper removing, but really the only thing that's changed so far is that the balcony has become even more of a storage area.  Shame on me.

Stuff for Storage

Is there a limit to how long I'm allowed to have my Christmas decorations packed away and stashed in the corner, waiting (along with a chair with no place to go and an old car seat) to be taken out to the storage room?  I give myself till the end of January.  My mom left our tree up that long once because she loved it so much.  "Mom," we whined.  "Tomorrow is February!  This is embarrassing!" 

I guess those are the words I have to eat because this pile is also embarrassing.

Laundry

How does it get out of hand so quickly? My sister-in-law who is living in China said the people there wear one outfit all week, and they are shocked when her family wears different clothes every day because of how much laundry she must have to do. So I think I might adopt the Chinese solution to not wanting to start a load of wash. It's not a hamper...it's a closet!

Sewing Machine

I am not brave, it seems.  I got a sewing machine from my in-laws for Christmas--an incredibly generous gift--but I can't bring myself to use it...or even sign up for the class to teach me how to use it.  Remember how I broke my old machine over and over?  What if that happens again?!  Maybe I'll just keep looking at it, reading the manual, and dreaming up projects to not finish.  Help!

Happy New Year

Maybe THIS year I'll eat better, read more, be more organized, and be all those things I've always wanted to be. What are your resolutions?

Merry Christmas

I hope no one had any problems finishing all their unwrapping today.

The License Plate Game

We started this list in July (on the inside page ad of the phone book in our car) after we realized the giant road trip we'd planned was an impossibility. Luckily we live in a college town with lots of out-of-state cars. Is it cheating if you find most of them in campus parking lots? It's been a while since we've gotten any new ones, and we're still waiting to run into cars from Mississippi, West Virginia, and Rhode Island. I give us until next July.

Baby!

I'm way behind on the task of nibbling the cheeks of my newest niece, Sarah. And she has plenty of chub to be squished.

Etsy Shop

I make a lot of throw pillows because it's something basic that I can sew, and it's a good use for all the fabric I collected before I knew how to use a sewing machine.  I figured they'd be a good way to breathe life into my dormant Etsy shop (one whole sale!), but of course they've just been sitting in a pile for months--unphotographed, unposted, and unsold. 

If only there were a single person in my family who liked the same things I like...then I'd be set for presents this year.

Just Kidding

We're holding out to use our tickets for this:

And now, back to our regularly scheduled procrastinating...

The Results

Well, it's unanimous. And by that I mean that Simon and I agree on what movie we should use our tickets to see. Leah, you win...the random.org in my brain has selected The Blind Side. I promise that The Fantastic Mr. Fox is on the list, but I just have such a thing for sports movies. Leah, your prize is that you get to babysit for us while we go to the movie! And thanks to everyone for the suggestions.

Book

Each lady at church was supposed to read this book in a day or two then pass it on to the next person on the list until everyone had read it. What if I'm interpreting that instruction as more like a WEEK or two?

Not My Stuff

This is unfinished business within unfinished business. I've been meaning to post about this since I started my blog. See, this book and these tapes aren't mine. They belong to a teacher I had at BYU, but I just kept forgetting to return them. So when the semester ended, I did what any normal unfinisher would do: I proceeded to hold on to them for 3 years. Now that this professor is retired and off campus, tracking him down will be a job in itself....a job that will probably be on the list until I have a personal assistant.