Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Atticus in the new chair

It's a shame that Atticus is having such a hard time adjusting to the new furniture. Perhaps in time he'll warm up to it.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

I went to my first Orioles game last Sunday. I had a great time. This is me with my cousin-in-law Marc. Hi Marc! I know that he and Amy check my blog sometimes. Hi Amy! anne_marcMy mom, uncle Robin, who generously splurged for the awesome seats behind home plate, my aunt, cousin Margaret and her husband Angus made up our group and we sat in two rows of three and one row of two. It was great, because that put us in a cluster to be able to talk to each other. Margaret and Angus had their baby daughter Lane with them. She was so teeny weeny and cute.

Camden Yards was beautiful, and lively with people selling wares outside the stadium. Inside it was a great scene, too. The Orioles have great fans and that was really fun. A guy in front of us was hilarious. You could tell that he loved his O's. What a sweetheart, he turned around and shook hands with Angus, wishing him a happy Father's Day. That was really sweet.

Before the game, we all had bratwurst on the grill at Marc and Amy's place. Delicious and wonderful. And the Orioles won, icing on the cake.

Gooseneck RockerMy mom and I went to Frederick on Wednesday to go antique shopping. We didn't buy anything, but what a great historical town. I was looking for a chair for my living room. I ended up getting one here locally for a fantastic price. Love those consignment stores.

This is the rocker in my living room.

I'd been wanting a rocker for ages, but not a country type granny rocker. Man, there are some ugly rockers out there! I got a great goose neck rocker for get this, $90. I'm going to recover it, and it will look fantastic, I'm sure.

gooseneck rocker The rocker from behind.

I like that whatever upholstery I choose will be visible in the back. Once that is finished I'll get a pillow and throw. Luckily, the fabric on it now doesn't clash with my living room furniture. In fact, it goes quite well. I liked this rocker because it's old, solid looking and has a lot of character. Not to mention, is unusual. Rocks great, too. Finally, I have a rocker!

By the way, the furry lump on the table is Atticus.

Gooseneck Rocker
And this is why it's called a goose neck rocker! If the twins were looking at it on Antique Roadshow, they'd certainly notice that the wood has a nice patina. I'd love to know its story. Not worth a thing, but I'd be interested in knowing it's origins, or who owned it before me.

I also went to the Restoration Hardware warehouse sale, not expecting to find a thing since they are expensive. I've bought full price there before, so I had very low hopes. Let me just say this. If you get that post card in the mail advertising the sale, by all means, go. Incredible prices, slashed less than half off. Some were as much as 60-70% off. Also, the service at the event is excellent. I was asked every few minutes by a new employee if I needed help and everyone was incredibly nice. RH actually flies employees out from stores across the country to work these sales. They have people to put the stuff in your car for you, or you can also choose to have it shipped. Mine went right into the car.

This is the chair that I bought, though mine is in white. Once again, it will be reupholstered and needed a slight repair to align one of the legs, but I got it for a third of its original price. Go me! The reupholstering isn't needed immediately, it's just that white chairs will get dirty and I like color in a room. I didn't get the ottoman since they didn't have it there, but want it in the future. For the time being, I got a sage colored chenille throw and pillow at Target, yes, Target, and have it on the chair now. It looks awesome and the style goes with my couch, which also has a nailhead trim. Of course, the cats think I bought the chair for them. Scout is sacked out on it as I type.

So yes, I'm nesting a bit before I start work again. I'm also due for an enormous clutter purge. Like I said the day my neighbors were evicted, I'm tired of the gypsy life, and that includes when I walk into my apartment. Though I have some incredibly nice furniture, I've needed chairs for years. Now, I have chairs. I'm not nesting to stay, but while I'm here I want to feel at home when I walk into the door. I didn't see that before, that it's okay to maximize my feelings of comfort and stability in this present, instead of holding out for some other future.

Saturday, June 18, 2005

I just saw the movie Batman Begins. Excellent, excellent, excellent intelligent action film. Best movie I've seen in a very long time. I was really blown away. I came not expecting much, because I hadn't read a thing about it, including reviews, and had only seen one preview. And because of that, just thought it was Hollywood trying to do a quick and dirty cash in. Thankfully I was wrong. If you miss this one in the theater, you will be sorry. I feel like I just saw a big budget indie. I will probably go see it again. Christian Bale makes a great Batman and it had one hell of a supporting cast.

Tomorrow, I go to my first ever Orioles game at Camden Yards. My cousins arranged to take my uncle to the game and invited family over for a BBQ, then baseball. My uncle insisted on springing for the tickets and got us seats behind home plate. It's been forever and a day since I've been to a baseball game, but I hear Camden Yards is a great experience. I think I'm in for a treat.

My dad was best friends with Brooks Robinson as a boy and still sees him from time to time. He has great Brooks memorabilia as a result and pictures of him and Brooks playing baseball together when they were kids. When I was nine or ten, we had lunch with the Baltimore Orioles when they were in Kansas City. He was retired by then but still involved with the team in some way I believe. We had lunch at the top of a hotel in a private banquet suite they had for the team. I was oblivious, being a nine-year-old girl obsessed with Star Wars. I think I may have asked Brooks if he knew Mark Hamill. He didn't. It was fun though, and Brooks gave a signed baseball and picture to my sister and me. I think my dad still has both in safe keeping. He is a very sweet man. I have another funny story about Brooks calling me when I was at American Ballet Theatre and my baseball obsessed coworker answering the phone, time.

I have a change in email address that is now linked from my send me email link. If you give a shit, please update. I'm not typing it here for obvious reasons. I'll make the spam spiders work that much harder to get it. I decided to leave AOL after ten years with them. It was nostalgia that kept me with it, but my wallet finally spoke louder. I got both digital cable, cable modem service, tons of channels, and HBO and Showtime for about fifteen dollars more a month than I pay for just AOL. Time to say goodbye.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

I learned that the show wanted me back when I received this email last week from the producer's office. Sender's name removed to protect the guilty.

tried calling you just now , but you refused to answer -- you ingrate!!

Give us a call."

Finally, someone who has refined the art of email correspondence.

Of course, we spoke on the phone so I could get the details. I should be starting back around the 18th of July.

The heat index is supposed to be around 102 degrees today with high humidity. Luckily, last night I bought a dehumidifier. I can't take the humidity when trying to sleep. I just can't. I have a window air conditioner, a fan, and now a dehumidifier. I can't sleep with all three in the room, too much noise, so I moved the dehumidifier out of my bedroom once I was going to sleep. Let it do the work on the other parts of the apartment during the night.

Speaking of sleep, it's been elusive at night again. So, I just go with it. I read, try not to think to much, or piddle around on the internet. When I was in college in New York and this would happen, I'd go on walks, sometimes as early as three in the morning. Completely nutty, I know but thankfully nothing happened. It's amazing the different life the city had at that time. The people whose jobs took place overnight, busy at work and wondering what I was doing strolling about by myself. I looked too clean to be a street urchin, but my age made them curious. I'd see other wanderers, people who were coming back from clubs or wandering themselves. Some tourists. Usually foreign, and in groups. But mostly, the streets were empty. Glass shimmering asphalt reflecting street lights, steam rising from manholes. Stores closed and waiting for tomorrow's customers. It was as if I'd told everyone to leave so that I could see New York without them. I would walk a long way, and once I'd settled my wandering mind with wandering feet I'd return, ready for sleep. Oh, to feel invincible again. I wouldn't dare walk around Baltimore at night. Of course, knowing I'm not invincible isn't the only reason for that.

So I wander online, or in a book. And eventually, sleep takes me to places that exist only in dreams.

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

I just added a new blog to my links section. Flight Level 390 is a blog kept by Dave, a commercial airline pilot. Over the last year or so, he had emailed me a few times, telling me that he thought of posts I had written as he flew over cities that I'd mentioned in my blog and the story that I told that took place there. How freakin' cool is that? I discovered that he had his own blog when he linked to me, and have been enjoying it ever since. It's only fair that I share him with you.

I have a sister who is flight attendant for another major commercial airline and it's fun for me to read his perspective, being a captain. His fine, descriptive writing coupled with his profession puts you in the cockpit with him and to wherever his travels take him. It is just a great read. Not to mention, some really cool pictures and atmospheric phenomena taken at 39,000 feet. Make sure you read his archives.

Check him out, and sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight.

Monday, June 06, 2005

Good news, in that I found a great loving home for the kitten that I rescued. After I took her to the vet and made sure that she was healthy, I introduced her into "the world" of my apartment. It's been fun watching her personality grow as she gets healthy and more confident. Not to mention, her gain some healthy weight and her coat get more shiny and eyes more clear. She's still a teeny skinny girl, but so much more healthy and vibrant.

Almost immediately, a woman in the neighborhood asked me about her since I'd mentioned on the BBS that I'd taken her in. She and her family had been wanting to get a cat for a while, and after okaying the possibility of a new addition with the rest of her family, she came over to my apartment and she and kitty met. It was a good match and will be a great home for her. Since the woman wants a good mouser, the cat will not be declawed and will remain an indoor cat. She's a great chaser of cat toys, so I have no doubt she'll be an excellent mouser. We know people in common, which is even better. The woman is going to pick her up tomorrow to take her to the vet to get spayed. Tonight will be my last night with the kitty, and though it will be good to get things back to normal in the cat part of my life, I'll miss the little lady. I can't wait to hear of her progress in her new home.

I took some pictures of her.

WARNING: The images below contain gratuitous cat content.