New Chair New Look

Thanks to a gift card from Linda and birthday money from my Mother and Aunts, I was able to change the look of the living room.

Before: I have grown disenchanted with the Chaise Lounge over the past year or so. It's not very comfortable and I've never been a fan of the white, it being hard to keep clean. Plus, it angles out in such an odd way.

Also, not one visitor has ever lounged on it. They all sit upright, awkwardly. I think lounging is an advanced visitor action that no one has yet acheived.

The other problem is that I have no place to stack my books. I've been making do with a guitar case and a stool.

It's crowded and hard to clean.

I bought an Ikea Poang chair and footstool, with a brown cushion. It's comfortable and cozy and the cats are fans, as you can tell by Sentinel's presence.

To me, it seems there is more space now.

The pink chair was (Great) Uncle Tom's chair. It's been present in all of my houses since I moved into the studio. One of the springs has sprung, so it's not the most comfortable chair. Plus, it doesn't match the decor. However, Antares has appropriated it as a massive scratching pad. I do my best to discourage it, but I'm scared to get anything else, in case he just transfers the scratching to the new piece. I have (far off) plans to make a cat perch to put there, then I will find a new chair.

This table was a Goodwill find. I really like the lines of it and it's old enough to not be constructed of particle board. Cleaning it, I could tell that it lived in a smoker's house, but it's all better now, and happy to hold my books.

I'm very happy with the new look and the birthday presents that made it possible. Next up? Finishing the living room curtains.

Jack-o-Lanterns

I wish I could say I carved this jack-o-lantern, but instead, it was carved by an artist down the street.

This was my work. He's a worried jack-o-lantern. The economy and all. It's rough, being a squashed-based entity in these times.

Matt went the Batman route. On the back it says, "I am the 1%. Tax me."

I had full sized candy bars to give out, but had no takers until 8:30 when one family stopped by. Three kids. They were cute. We're not in the best Trick or Treat area.

We go to Italy

Our friend Laurie turns 40 this year and when her husband asked her what she wanted to do for her 40th birthday she said, "I want to go to Italy!"

With the help of excellent party planners Brooke and Darla (last seen at the Hogan Hoedown) we all went to Italy!

This is Burt and Laurie's Parlor. It usually has comfortable chairs for chatting in, but today: Italy!

Aside from a great progression of pictures of Laurie, we also got to eat bread with olive oil and balsamic vinegar for dipping. There was hummus too!

A beautiful table, which also had an awning over it. Bad picture taking on my part. This table was joined by many different kinds of pizza.

There were even waiters!

Because Laurie doesn't do sugar, there was no cake. Instead, we had grape stomping. Here Laurie stomps.

Then the younger generation takes over.

And even the youngest stomped. Though not for very long.

We couldn't get enough stomping.

Including Matt.

Then Darla hopped in.

Then both Brooke and Darla found they could stomp, albeit, with support from Matt.

Looking out this window, you could even see a street scene.

Matt reminds us where we are.

It was a great birthday party and we had all the fun of Italy with none of the jet lag.

Potato Harvest

What do 142 pounds of potatoes look like? I can show you, as my potato harvest from the Acreage has been sitting neatly bagged on my bedroom floor for several weeks now. "The Acreage" is what I've been calling the very large parking strip down the street. Chris and Erin, the homeowners, agreed to let me plant potatoes there. In the spring, I and the short-lived gardening partner planted eight pounds of seed potatoes. It was a good payoff.

Aside from this haul, Stephanie and I also harvested 60 pounds from her side yard making my total yield just over 200 pounds.

I offered Chris and Erin half of the crop, but they demurred and took two pounds of each kind. So I've got a lot of potatoes to feed me this winter. This is a very happy thing.

Purple Heart

I sliced into one of my "All Blue" potatoes (and I have no idea why they refer to them as "blue" when they are so clearly "purple" ) today and was greeted by two purple hearts.

NWCTC's King John

We enjoyed another production by the Northwest Classical Theatre Company. I forgot to bring my camera and there were three things I would have taken pictures of, if only. Instead you get words.

The drama was set in the present, which worked very well as two countries arguing and warring is not foreign to our modern sensibilities. Aside from the action on stage, there were also updates "from the field" given by newscasters as the royal families watched on television. The music, (sound design/original compositions according to the program) by Sharath Patel added a lot to the story and I found the costumes very complementary to the action. Well done Elizabeth Huffman (who also directed.)

Michael Fisher Welsh was a very good King John, and Vana O'Brien was a very good Eleanor, ably overcoming what I thought was a very bad wig. Dana Millican (who we saw before in Pericles) stole the show as Constance, pleading angrily then desperately for Arthur to take the throne. I was also impressed by both Grant Byington (who we saw in Twelfth Night) and Matt DiBiasio who were both double cast, Byington as King Phillip and also Salsbury, DiBiasio as Austria/Pembroke. Both changed so much about their demeanor that I had to read the program more than once before I realized the double casting.

NWCTC sells treats in the lobby and posts prices on a whiteboard above the treat table. This time their board offered coffee, tea, cookies and Lady Blanche. The first items sold for fifty cents to one dollar, the last was for sale for five countries and 30,000 marks.* We bought cookies.

*King John insider joke. Heh heh.

image from: http://www.nwctc.org/season.html

Corn Harvest

I grew this corn, called Cascade Creamcrop, (bred by Carol Deppe, author of the Resilient Gardener) to grind into polenta. And also to make compost with the stalks. I've just started the harvest today. Doesn't it look great?

Note that leaving the husks on the cob like that caused a pretty much immediate growth of mold, so I quickly shucked them all the way before they could become a massive moldy mess. Now to pull the seeds off the cob, save a few of the best for next year's crop, and dry the rest for grinding. And that reminds me that I need to get a grinder.