When we got back, both of us were pretty tired. But one of our goals for the day was to clear out the front living room – and to get the floor exposed.
We’re expecting to get a big shipment of trim delivered soon, and Liz is going to be doing a larger batch of shellac – and finalizing the colors/process. To do this, she needs more of the floor open/visible, so that she can see how things look in the daylight.
In some ways, I feel like I’m taking DayQuil to recover from the lingering, sedative effects of the NyQuil I took the evening prior. As I’m going through this motion, it totally feels like a scam.
I’d complain to Vicks about this, but I’m a little too tired to do much about it at the moment. Maybe when I’m feeling a bit better.
The level of detail is pretty incredible, even if there are issues here and there in the background. Difficult to wrap my head around the fact that all of the videos here don’t actually exist, and were generated by text commands interpreted by a machine.
I’m a bit excited and terrified, to see where this will go.
“Left me in my tears to drown
She left a baby daughter
Now the river’s wide and deep and brown
She’s crossin’ muddy waters”
Me, the cough is sporadic. I don’t have as much “stuck” that I’m trying to get out, but the few times I do try to cough… it’s deep and actually painful to cough. Mostly, I’m blowing my nose a lot, with less frequent coughing fits.
When the two of us have a coughing fit at the same time together, in the same room… I wonder what our neighbors must think. It must sound like something terrible, from the outside.
I’m happy to say that my cuts this time around were better. I was definitely a lot more cautious, and much slower and more deliberate with my actions.
Is it weird to say that I was stressed out the entire time? I was pretty stressed out the entier time.
by Dorothy Parker My own dear love, he is strong and bold And he cares not what comes after. His words ring sweet as a chime of gold, And his eyes are lit with laughter. He is jubilant as a flag unfurled— Oh, a girl, she’d not forget him. My own dear love, he is all my world,— And I…
Spent the afternoon building out two more sets of horses. I think these guys are slightly better than my first attempt. I got a bit more comfortable, and was doing a lot of the production work in waves/sets.
At some point about a week ago, this song entered my head. For I’d say about a week now, this song has not left my head.
I have no clear explanation. It just showed up, without any rent, and decided to squat. Despite recognizing the song/tune, I actually had to look up the band’s name.
“Sometimes, when the light strikes at odd angles
and pulls you back into childhood”
So here we are with our martinis. And a small appetizer of french fries. Granted, they’re made with truffle oil and parsley, so they’re fancy fries? A little high brow, a little low brow – a nice combination for us.
In the evenings though, I hide pellets underneath this guy. And Hugo’s always the one to go digging. To the point where it always looks like he’s wearing a small poncho or cape.
The tasting was a lot of fun, and I daresay the mini tastes we had afterwards were just as enjoyable. I continue to be awed at the generosity of the folks at these gatherings (Lauren, Steve, and Max in particular).
I’m glad Katie and Tim got to experience a society tasting. And doubly glad they got to see a bit of what happens, at the afterparty of sorts. Lots of really fun conversations, knowledgeable people, and an overall good time.
At a certain point, I started to become worried that my piece would snap and break apart, and became less worried about the actual joint itself. The fact that this middle piece came out while the rest of the wood remained intact? A small miracle.
We’ve got a lot of interior trim coming our way, soon. And our house is still not in a place where I would say that we have “extra room” for things.
As of now, the basement is our best location for storage. And we’ve been trying to clear things out, and make a bit more room.