04 August 2015

A watered down version of my life in photos and screen grabs, most recent first and then backwards in time from there


Nachos are officially a staple meal at my house. Tonight's was the quick-version, wherein I buy pre-made guacamole. Next time I buy this brand of salsa, can someone please remind me to get the Hot?

I traipsed in a meadow last night with Kristi. She also made dinner for me and her family. I really need to get a cast iron skillet and a new fucking can opener.

I'm working on a mosaic for Pati. 

I took the day off on Friday to explore a bit of my new home state, escorted by the dreamiest man in Oregon.

My brother and I have been texting each other what is essentially junk mail, but it sure is fun.

I swam in a river next to a hospital with Kristi, Ben and Scott and Laura (pictured).

I went on a lunchtime tour of Tom's peach farm. Look how those branches are loaded with food and propped up with boards and ropes. Harvest time is a sight to behold!

This is my kitchen.

Here's what my mosaic workspace looked like about ten days ago.

I'm kind of obsessed with spotting the International Space Station.

Nico stayed with Alyssa while I was in Seattle and this is how close she got to a deer.

I learned a lot in Seattle! I had fun going from store to store, just looking at produce and getting to know people. It was amazing!

I realize that not everyone enjoys and appreciates a good box, but I do.

Light bulbs!

Late night Space Needle!

Glass blower, not currently blowing!

Colors and more color!

Player piano wallpaper in my hotel room's water closet!

Super fly!

Exclamation points.

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Listening to: Eyedea & Abilities - Now
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23 July 2015

In high school, I almost didn't buy a fish magnet but then Kim talked me into it, fast forward 20 years

Posting another draft, as-is.

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I got my first aquarium about a week after my 8th or 9th birthday. At that time, it was something I had wanted for my whole entire life. And my Great Grandma Hanczewski had just died. I'm not gonna lie, it was a really big deal. She's the first person I had known and loved and saw deteriorate and then die.

I'm really lucky because I knew several older relatives - and actually remember them. Great Grandma and Grandpa Hanczewski (my dad's mom's parents); my Great Aunt and Uncle, Esther and Frank. My Great Grandma Marie, who I remember watching me quite a bit. She lived until I was in my early 20s, so I have strong memories of her.

What was I talking about again? Oh - the magnet!

So I got my first aquarium on whatever-age birthday I had when I was in 3rd grade. It was a 5-gallon with a filter that hung on the back. It sucked water in through a snorkel-tube, which then flowed through a fiber and charcoal filter. 

I loved fish, read about fish, collected fish, it really was an obsession through high school. I had never been to the ocean but really really wanted to be a marine biologist. I loved learning about fish, and how some lived in warm water, cold water, fresh water, brackish water, salt water. I really was obsessed then and I will get to the magnet, I promise.
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The end. 
.....of my draft.

I went to the St Louis Zoo a lot in high school and I really wanted this magnet but it has a black scuff mark across it. The gift shop didn't have another one but my friend Kim said that just made it unique and I should buy it anyway. I've had it now for 20 years. 

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Listening to: CCR
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18 July 2015

Sometimes you have to take a big poop, and that's just life

Remember that *draft blog post with real thoughts and feelings I was thinking about finishing, editing, adding photos to and publishing like three weeks ago? Yeah, me neither. I'm still focused on being in the moment rather than capturing the moment. 

Draft: 

Oregon feels more like home now that I've experienced the death of someone I grew to know and care about. 


My transition from Portland to Eugene was even less smooth than my transition from Illinois to Portland. I'd been sleeping on a then-stranger's couch in Portland for over a month when I found a job at The Kiva in Eugene. 

And that's all I wrote.

I promise I had an entire story with a point, but time got away from me and now I don't want to write that story anymore. 

So what have I been doing since I drafted that post? 


I wore this dress to work a few weeks ago. Scott K named it the "Super Bowl 41XXX dress."


I finally snagged a photo of this sign at work. I freaking love my job.


I had a really cool work experience last week - riding with one of our drivers to Southern Oregon; 397 miles that day. I learned a lot, saw most of our stores on that route and met many new people. It was an awesome day, worth waking up at 1am for....if you know me, you know how much I value sleep.


Visiting so many stores in one day helped me understand why I frequent small grocery stores over large. How much more personal can you get than reading a hand-written note? 


Standing in the back rooms of various big box stores reminded me that I am a microscopic being Vs. small stores who reassure me that we are all microscopic beings.


I finally snapped a photo of this sign! Thanks, Holly!


I have photos of both a latitude and a longitude sign and this is surprisingly gratifying. I'm super duper happy about this life achievement.


Nico af.

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Listening to: Habibi - Sunsets
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26 June 2015

Hold onto your britches

...because I have a draft blog post with real thoughts that I'm thinking about finishing, editing, adding photos to and publishing on Sunday maybe.

We'll see.

But for now, let me share with you my current life, based on photos I have taken since I shared my DVD collection in its entirety.

 
I took a picture of Nico laying on her bed.
I don't post or share photos of Nico as often as I take them. 


I'm trying to figure out my next mosaic.
I'm stumped.


Completely stumped.


On another note, this whole thing makes me mad. 


I'm in the data collection phase of making a mix CD.


I went to "the coast" last weekend.
In the Midwest we say "I saw the ocean!" 
but here it's just a coast. 


I rode my bike to work one day this week.


I had an awesome working lunch the same day I rode my bike to work.


I'm helping someone sort out their first mosaic.


My hair is having a Good Bun Day,


...on my dad's birthday.


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Listening to: Pantera - Cowboys from Hell
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13 June 2015

My DVD collection in its enirety*


*does not include exercise DVDs

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Listening to: Face Candy - this is where we were (live album)
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10 June 2015

Kristi made me dinner tonight

But I didn't take any pictures of her or the dinner. Instead, here's a photo of me and my brother from 72 hours ago.


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Listening to: a box fan in the window next to my bed
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08 June 2015

I have returned from my home planet: East Carondelet

In April 2014, I drove a meandering 2600 miles over eight days to relocate from Illinois to Oregon.

That transition from there to here was less dramatic than being transported 2000 miles to Illinois in ten hours, then reversing the process a week later and plopping myself back to Oregon.

Not to mention that it's quite disorienting for me to go 15 months without seeing my family. 



I snapped the above photos while my brother drove me past St Louis Union Station. I worked across the street from this building for 10 years and had regularly visited it for twice that long. Reflecting on that time, it felt more like a dream than a memory of something I actually lived and experienced.


This is the view of the St Louis skyline as seen from Illinois. I grew up about 10-12 miles from here. But when I lived in St Louis, I only got to enjoy that view on my return trip from visiting my parents; I didn't get to see that perspective when I was living in the city.


Now it's too far away to look at. 

Heck, that photo above was taken about two hours into my first flight and it's where the plains end (left) and the Rockies begin (right). I moved far away.

Perspective: changed.

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Listening to: a box fan in the window. I don't have air conditioning, which is a must in the Midwest.
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05 June 2015

Home is where my heart is

I'm coming to the end of my week at home with family. I certainly could have done a lot more while here, but it's been quite nice to hang out with my parents at night and sleep in most every day.

I especially want to give props to my Shawny Boo, who came down with Brooklynn and spent Sunday and Monday night in St Louis to hang out with me. Plus we went to Six Flags on Tuesday and that was a blast.


I also had a lot of fun at the races on Weds night.

And, man I forgot how awesome the Soulard Farmers Market is! It was established in 1779, so it's no wonder they know how to do it right.

My dad and I had a great time at Bingo on Wednesday. We used the machines for our first time and it was super rad.

I fly back on Sunday and it sure is going to be a lonely flight back to Eugene.

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Listening to: Who was that lady?
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