Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Jess is giving up meat for Lent (she obviously has my full support on this one, as I haven't had meat in about 6 years). She is also giving up bitching. I'm not that good.
Tom is giving up Diet Coke- which won't be easy. He probably has about 4 litres a day- not kidding.
Kam is giving up Baileys.
Then there's me. What could I give up? Here were some suggestions from flatmates:
Chocolate: I'd love to give up chocolate for 40 days. But then my bitching would tripple- at least. I will try to cut down on the chocolate consumption though.
Knitting: No way in hell. I'd give up food entirely before I did that.
Drinking: Nope. I don't think my weekly G&T at knitting night is a problem.
Crap Books (ie Twilight): Nope- I've saved the 4th and final book for the flight home. Which is before Lent is over. Plus the latest Sookie Stackhouse book comes out in paperback March 30, which I will probably spend that day locked up in my room reading.
So after a minute we finally decided: I need to give up procrastination and naps- which for me go hand in hand. Hopefully this will help me (a) get papers done at a reasonable time and (b) help my sleep cycle get back to normal. However, it is likely that by the time Easter hits, I will need to go to Caffienoholics Anonymous. We'll see.
But tonight I'm going to knit. And then come back and chat on Ravelry boards for an hour or so, and then facebook for an hour or so, and go to bed without doing much work at all on my essays. I'm enjoying my last day of procrastination and nap time as much as I can.
Are you giving anything up for Lent? Do you think I should give up something else for Lent? Leave it all in the comments, the 5th commenter will get a terribly British blog prize!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Have any of you guys seen Stonehenge? What did you think about it? I just don't know what to say- it's a strange experience.
The first few pictures are from the hot springs, which were just beautiful. I was expecting it to smell really bad- like algae and sulfur- but it didn't. The only thing that wasn't perfect about it was the sheer amount of tourists walking around, making it impossible to get a good picture- that being said, I can't complain- I was one of them.
The Jane Austen Centre was much anticipated and slightly dissapointing. It's an old building, but it's not actually the building in which Jane lived- that one is now a dentist's office down the street- and I didn't want to go THAT badly. There was also hardly anything from Jane's actual life in the center- there was lots of reproductions of regency-era clothes and a few pieces of furniture from the late 1700's, but hardly anything in the place had actually belonged to Jane. There was a 20 minute talk on her before they let you go through the building by yourself and it was mostly about her family- which was actually nice because after 2 years of studying Jane Austen, there's not alot you can tell me about her that I don't already know. I'm a smarty-pants like that when it comes to my chick-lit. There was a small bookshop in the centre and I bought a nice copy of both P&P (Pride and Prejudice) and S&S (Sense and Sensibility), my favourite of Jane Austen's works.
The Fashion Museum: rocked. They had actual garments (not reproductions, *ahem Jane Austen Centre*) from the Georgian period including a dress that Marie Antionette had worn to court. I can't believe how itty-bitty the waists are on those things- I couldn't fit my leg into one of them, much less my whole torso! I loved how the giant hoop skirts were so huge...you have to respect a woman who can wear a 60 pound dress and look fabulous- all while not breathing. They had really awesome exhibits from "300 years of gloves" to "the evolution of underwear". I just love how the trends change as women climb up in society. There were some great flapper dresses from the 1920's- which were a hoot! It cracks me up that a curve-less woman was the ideal- women used to tape their busts down to make them look flatter- how opposite from today. And to think- that was only 90 years ago. I also loved the corsets- they amaze me. I would love to wear a corset just to see how small I can really get. I guess that's just me though.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
It's a truly perfect Valentine's Day gift. It's amazing how a perfect stranger could get everything so right! There were chocolates, body butter from The Body Shop, a card, little stuffed animals (one of which is holding my keys, having broken my keychain opening the door of my flat to hurry up and open this package- perfect timing, eh?) and my favourite thing ever: sock yarn. It's Lana Grossa something or other (I was about to miss the bus so I had to open it quickly, snap a few pictures and run to catch the train, so no specifics- sorry!) and the colours are perfect; I would have probably picked the exact same skien had I been given the choice! It's Valentine-y, but not nausiatingly so. I adore it. In your next swap, pray to get "Itsgoodtoknit" as your partner. She truly made my V-day.
So...today I went out and did the rounds with Marylyn, which included a quick trip to Tesco for dinner, picking up some lottery tickets (If I win 7 million pounds, I'm turning in a bank note with my name on it and calling it a term paper) and then visiting Jerry and Jeane, people I used to know when I lived in France and England when I was wayyyyy younger. I've been wanting to see them since I came to England, but I wasn't sure if they'd even remember me, and I haven't spoken to them in 10 years, so I didn't think it would happen. They have the most awesome house ever- it's 400 years old and has a most permanent resident- a nurse that died during WWI. Apprently her ghost lives upstairs and creates all sort of havoc for anyone staying in the guest room- HER room. Pretty much every woman that has stayed in that room (not knowing it's supposedly haunted) has told them about someone pushing on their stomach in the middle of the night- as if someone was trying to deliver a baby...spooky. Jeane said there was also a time where she filled a doorway with books so they couldn't get into the den....since the door opens inward, there was no way a person could have done it and then left. Since the house is so old, they can't do any modifications to it, so it's very...wonky. The floors and walls are all crooked and the ceiling is so low at points you have to duck (and I'm on 5 feet tall). It's an awesome house, and Jerry and Jeane are awesome people. Jerry had been a Major during WWII and told me all about D-Day and even cried a bit at the end. I can't imagine living through something like that, especially knowing that some of your closest friends didn't. The best part of it all? Jerry and Jeane were the first people from my past that haven't told me exactly how much I look like my mother. It was awesome. After that we headed to shop to see if the blankets Marylyn liked were still on sale...they weren't...but I found a really cute bag that was (as if I needed another one) and the most perfect summer dress....which didn't come in my size. They told me to come back March 1st -that's when they get a new shipment in. That's a good enough reason for me to come back and see Alex and Marylyn, so it looks like I'll be getting that dress after all! Besides, I'm going to a wedding this summer- I totally need something to wear to it! Well I guess that's about it. Enjoy the rest of your Valentine's Day- I'm going to go have a romantic snuggle up with a hoodie that I had to partially frog and am just now getting around to working on it again. Bye!
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
1. I start writing essays early (like a month early) so I don't get to the point where I'm pulling 3 all-nighters in a row to get them done.
2. This never works. I sit at the computer and stare at it for an hour, check my email. Stare at my paper, check Ravelry, stare at my paper, write down 2 sentences, delete one of them, blog about it. Rinse and repeat.
3. My knitting mojo dissapears, arguably when I need it most. This becomes apparent after casting on no less than 6 socks and frogging them all after the first lace repeat.
4. I stop sleeping. I replace time spent sleeping with time spent eating, thus gaining an average of 7 pounds per term.
5. I cry for no reason. And very frequently. This is made considerably worse by my approaching arch nemesis, Valentine's Day.
6. My room becomes very clean (I don't know how it happens, it just does)
7. I promise myself rewards for after my essays are finished. So far I've got (a) the fourth and final book in the Twilight series (b) my dead writer's trip to Bath and Stratford-upon-Avon (c) going home and then to Florida for a week- including a trip to Disneyworld (d) consultation for my nose job and finally (e) peace of mind that comes from having all these papers done. (That being said, the term papers are still written the night before they are due)
That would normally be enough to motivate even a slug to write term papers (okay, if you replace things like "trip to Disney" with "piece of lettuce" and "Twilight book" with "big dark rock to hide under") but it just isn't working for me. I'm leaving on Friday after my last class to go to St Neots to visit Alex and Marylyn, and I wanted to have AT LEAST 2 papers done so I could enjoy the break, but it's just not happening.
What do you do when you just don't care about something, but need to do it anyway?
***(Very British Blog Prize for the first person to leave the movie I referenced (and what reference I made) in the comments. If you know me at all, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about)***
Friday, February 6, 2009
My latest knitted addition to the "Pash Stash" (my pashmina collection, don't judge. They're pretty. And were only a pound each!) It's a simple fan and feather lace pattern in Southwest Trading Company's beautiful Bamboo yarn. It took just over 1 skien. It's known on Ravelry as "Penny Lane."
Have an awesome weekend. I'm going to go finish that paper so I can write 5 more, and then get back to Twilight. I miss Edward already.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Of course now that Edward and Bella are on the line, this may mean record-time term papers. I'd really like Edward and Bella (mostly just Edward, you sexy beast) to hold off until I get on the plane to come home for Spring Break.
Updated travel schedule (and travel-blog schedule, of course)
March 6-9: Edinburgh, Scotland
March 21-2: Bath, England (it's a Jane Austen thing)
March 23: Stratford-upon-Avon (Shakespeare)
March 24: London, mostly yarn shopping and Harrods
March 25: Indianapolis to sleep this term off.
I'll probably take a trip out to St. Neots to visit my mom-away-from-mom, Marylyn if I can get these papers looking halfway decent over the next week.
That's about it. I'm meeting Nadia and Lucy for lunch tomorrow for Lucy's b-day/yarn exchange. Should be a good time. At least I get to get off campus for a little while!
My poor negelected Clash sweater is calling. I'll post if I ever make progress on it. Toodles!