Archive for January, 2010

Six Feet Under

January 31, 2010

I love Six Feet Under.  I could watch the show everyday.  I am obsessed with the characters, their development, the dialogue.  I was watching it this morning and came across this quote.  I felt like it needed to be stated.

Love isn’t something you feel, it’s something you do. If the person you’re with doesn’t want it, you know, do yourself a favor and save it for someone who does.

She’s crafty and she’s just my type

January 31, 2010

Bought some fabric today for a couple projects.  I bought some quilted cloth for sunglass cases, some heavy duty cloth with a pattern I just fell in love with and had to  get- project unknown, and a blue/white gingham for a purse for a family member. The fabric store makes me feel really creative and giddy in the best possible way.

Clear skies and smiles

January 28, 2010

Today was clear and gorgeous!  I spent my day walking all over the place enjoying the sunshine.  I stumbled upon a this super soft thick knit grey shirt.  Oh comfort and random found gift certificates I love you.

Travel

January 26, 2010

When I was younger I was stuck.  I never wanted to leave for vacations afraid of what I’d miss out on at home. Even in college I was so immersed in my life there I didn’t want to travel abroad for a new experience.   I loved my college, the people, and being in the perfect beach college town, and couldn’t see how leaving would allow me a better view, or opportunity.

After college, I decided that I had to travel.  I felt as an American, it would be silly to travel abroad without knowing my country.  So many people do it, but have never been across the country, or even a small fraction of the states.

In 2007 I finally did it, alongside a friend, Genevieve.  For six months we drove across the states, visiting friends, strangers, random churches, state parks…  It was one of the best experiences of my life.  Our itinerary was  sketchy and when we decided that there might be a church we want to see in Buffalo we drove across New York.

It made me realize what a dream running water is, and a real bed. And how vast just the United States was.  And how much geographically beauty just our country has to offer.


Since then I have had a hard time staying in one place.  I think a lot of my unrest and subsequential moving every 6 months is likely just a reflection of the the life I am suppose to be living, which doesn’t involve a steady job and a fixed home.
My plan for a while, has been to move back to the Bay, find an awesome well paying career  and stay for a while. I always end of missing home and wanting to come back, so returning to the Bay Area is always this carrot hanging in front of me.

I’d be lying if I said that money doesn’t make me feel safe and open some of the possibilities I dream about.

But, I wonder what life I am missing if I don’t just sell and store my stuff, and just hop on a plane.

It’s just the life my mind keeps returning to.  I just hope I get the guts to do it.

Quin

January 24, 2010

The softest form of happiness.

Sewing machine

January 22, 2010

I was just given my grandma’s sewing machine.  Having always sewed by hand, it’s a whole new thing learning the machine.  I knew it would make things faster and have cleaner lines- but wow! 

This is my first creation made from ‘scraps’ I got from my mom over the holidays.

Thrift Store

January 14, 2010

I found this at a thrift store on Melrose and felt it calling to me, even though I don’t have any young kids in my life.    I am hoping to use some of the suede I have to make some of my own. Maybe even some adult chaps for myself.

On a more personal note.  Relocated back to my place of origin.  It’s a wonderful place to be!  I’ve missed my roots.