I've been feeling a bit under the weather the past couple of days. I don't think I've been sick in close to a year, and I start feeling ill just days before our big work retreat - go figure. So, I've been stocking up on EmergenC (such good stuff) and tissues.
However, I did manage to find enough energy after work today to make it out to an Obama event. This event's purpose was to introduce the local (and new) staff of the Obama campaign here in Raleigh. Honestly, I wasn't sure what to expect. 40 folks had rsvped for this happy hour at a bar I haven't visited before (it's a bit too Glenwood South for my taste). So, Mr. Love Party and I mozied on over around 5:30 to see what was going on. When we arrived there were already 30 - 40 folks in attendance, and before too long the place was packed. It's a Wednesday night ya'll! The crowd grew to probably 150-200, and was a wonderfully diverse gathering. It was incredibly refreshing. Maybe more inspiring though, was the realization that Mr. LP and I didn't know more then a handful of folks there. This campaign is really something!
We learned tonight that the biggest focus of the Obama Raleigh/NC camp is not raising money, but registering voters. And while usually I am utterly opposed to the idea of canvassing and phone banking myself - I'm actually excited about heading down to the Raleigh headquarters soon to pick up some forms to register folks (before April 11)! On the other hand, I do love to host a fundraiser. Maybe our first cook-out in the new home?
Never, in my lifetime, has a campaign been so inspiring and full of hope. All, I've got to say is, YES WE CAN!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
red heads & scooters
Monday, March 17, 2008
new crafts
Sunday, March 16, 2008
bless this mess
Life seems to move fast these days (although not fast enough when it comes to closing on the house we're trying to sell). And, with it (and Mr. Love Party) comes...mess. For a couple of months, we had to live in the picture-perfect home, as we put our house on the market and ready for showings. It was beautiful, but horribly stressful. Once we moved into our new home we welcomed the ability to not clean up after ourselves every morning - allowing the newspaper to sit on the kitchen table and the coffee cups to sit next to the sink. However, with downsizing houses, the stress of selling our old home, and just life as usual (but with more hobbies) cleaning has been put on the back burner (or maybe even on the turkey fryer outside) and completely forgotten about.
So, over the past couple of months, our pictures have taken over our soon-to-be dining room, waiting to be hung. And, we've tried to cram what did occupy three rooms into just one room. Which, has resulted in a lot of purging (there is always at least one box ready to go to the thrift store or our next community clothes swap). Simply put, it's been a mess. One that has stared me down every time I walk into a room (any room).

But, I think after three months and a super busy weekend I'm finally coming to peace with this mess. Our bedroom stays littered with clothes and our bed remains unmade. Our arts & crafts room (soon to double as the guest bedroom) stays craft ready. And, for now our dining room is home to all "things to be hung." It seems a little strange that the tidiest room that currently occupies our lives is the shop. On the bright side, the mess has seemed to increase mine & Mr. LP's communication and patience: "Honey, where is my glue stick?" or "Baby Darling, have you seen the lid to my turkey fryer?"

If you're completely appalled at the idea of this much mess, don't worry...there are plans for a clean home one day - Starting after we close on the old house, and officially feel good about putting holes in our new walls. Til then...I'll continue to tread carefully and thoughtfully through our busy, but messy life at home.
So, over the past couple of months, our pictures have taken over our soon-to-be dining room, waiting to be hung. And, we've tried to cram what did occupy three rooms into just one room. Which, has resulted in a lot of purging (there is always at least one box ready to go to the thrift store or our next community clothes swap). Simply put, it's been a mess. One that has stared me down every time I walk into a room (any room).
But, I think after three months and a super busy weekend I'm finally coming to peace with this mess. Our bedroom stays littered with clothes and our bed remains unmade. Our arts & crafts room (soon to double as the guest bedroom) stays craft ready. And, for now our dining room is home to all "things to be hung." It seems a little strange that the tidiest room that currently occupies our lives is the shop. On the bright side, the mess has seemed to increase mine & Mr. LP's communication and patience: "Honey, where is my glue stick?" or "Baby Darling, have you seen the lid to my turkey fryer?"
If you're completely appalled at the idea of this much mess, don't worry...there are plans for a clean home one day - Starting after we close on the old house, and officially feel good about putting holes in our new walls. Til then...I'll continue to tread carefully and thoughtfully through our busy, but messy life at home.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
ahhh...weekends!
I love weekends. Ok...everyone Loves weekends.
But, I love weekends not because it's a time to relax, but because there is so much you can get done. Specifically, you can do the work you want (or have to) during the day and then play all night long.
Although, I've never met someone who loves weekends as much as Mr. Love Party. No matter how late we go to bed on Friday night, he's awake by 5am Saturday. Just laying there thinking about everything he's going to accomplish on his day off. Then he'll jump out of bed around 6:30 or 7am to start on his task list. If he's in bed past 7:30am, I know there's a good chance he's sick or super hung over. Usually, by the time I roll out of bed ready to start my productive weekend (what I think is respectable: 9am), he's already read the entire paper, rearranged the shop (tool shed), and started a new major project inside. I can't keep up.
This weekend, while Mr. lp builds a competitive birdhouse, I'm looking forward to:
*preparing my garden for planting.
*hanging pictures (finally).
*cleaning a bit.
*going to 4 different social events (2 saturday night, 2 sunday night); which includes watching the Tarheels beat duke.
*experimenting with some new designs for my handmade cards.
*and getting ready for a meeting on Monday (an extra-curricular project)
What are you looking forward to?
But, I love weekends not because it's a time to relax, but because there is so much you can get done. Specifically, you can do the work you want (or have to) during the day and then play all night long.
Although, I've never met someone who loves weekends as much as Mr. Love Party. No matter how late we go to bed on Friday night, he's awake by 5am Saturday. Just laying there thinking about everything he's going to accomplish on his day off. Then he'll jump out of bed around 6:30 or 7am to start on his task list. If he's in bed past 7:30am, I know there's a good chance he's sick or super hung over. Usually, by the time I roll out of bed ready to start my productive weekend (what I think is respectable: 9am), he's already read the entire paper, rearranged the shop (tool shed), and started a new major project inside. I can't keep up.
This weekend, while Mr. lp builds a competitive birdhouse, I'm looking forward to:
*preparing my garden for planting.
*hanging pictures (finally).
*cleaning a bit.
*going to 4 different social events (2 saturday night, 2 sunday night); which includes watching the Tarheels beat duke.
*experimenting with some new designs for my handmade cards.
*and getting ready for a meeting on Monday (an extra-curricular project)
What are you looking forward to?
Saturday, March 1, 2008
crafting for conservation
With respect to the current drought our state faces, I thought I would post a craft idea for water conservation. In some sense, this is one that Mr. Love Party and I have actually had in our bathroom for quite some time.
It started out as an empty glass jar with the phrase, "25 cents per flush" written on the outside. A phrase which I remember my father joking with my sister and I about. However, it quickly became more then a joke upon hearing what some of our friends had to say upon exiting the loo, especially since the last thing we expected was a registered reaction.

Most of our guy friends would still be laughing as they exited the john, making sure to tell us that they'd left a quarter - or better yet for us, a dollar (which they would collect upon at a later time).
Most of our girl friends, who did comment on it, would come out of the head with quite the frustrated expression. We'd ask them what was wrong, and they'd explain...they didn't have a quarter, or they felt they had to flush because we were in the midst of a cookout or clothes swap. In the end, most of them would confess they "let it mellow."
That's when we realized, folks appreciated the simple statement more then we thought. So, I did what anyone would do...I turned the phrase into a cross stitch! It really doesn't get much better - a craft that inspires water conservation at a basic level. In hopes of getting others to remind their friends to conserve water in the WC - before we're all forced to use a dunny - here's the pattern I created for the cross stitch.

I think my next water conservation cross stitch will read:
In these times of too much sun
We do not flush for #1
Thanks to our friend Greg for coming up with the cute phrase that even Emily Post would approve of (or at least that my mother-in-law could hang in her own bathroom).
It started out as an empty glass jar with the phrase, "25 cents per flush" written on the outside. A phrase which I remember my father joking with my sister and I about. However, it quickly became more then a joke upon hearing what some of our friends had to say upon exiting the loo, especially since the last thing we expected was a registered reaction.
Most of our guy friends would still be laughing as they exited the john, making sure to tell us that they'd left a quarter - or better yet for us, a dollar (which they would collect upon at a later time).
Most of our girl friends, who did comment on it, would come out of the head with quite the frustrated expression. We'd ask them what was wrong, and they'd explain...they didn't have a quarter, or they felt they had to flush because we were in the midst of a cookout or clothes swap. In the end, most of them would confess they "let it mellow."
That's when we realized, folks appreciated the simple statement more then we thought. So, I did what anyone would do...I turned the phrase into a cross stitch! It really doesn't get much better - a craft that inspires water conservation at a basic level. In hopes of getting others to remind their friends to conserve water in the WC - before we're all forced to use a dunny - here's the pattern I created for the cross stitch.
I think my next water conservation cross stitch will read:
In these times of too much sun
We do not flush for #1
Thanks to our friend Greg for coming up with the cute phrase that even Emily Post would approve of (or at least that my mother-in-law could hang in her own bathroom).
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