Now that Thing #5 has been completed, I've replaced it with another goal: to get rid of 1/2 of all of my clothing, shoes, purses, and jewelry.
This one hurts a little, I'll admit, but I've come to the conclusion that I have altogether too much *stuff*, and we all know that *stuff* does absolutely nothing to improve one's overall quality of life. So, I think it's reasonable to find new homes for the excess.
If anyone has any ideas of where I could bring some of my things where it would actually benefit someone who needs it (rather than just being resold to another thrift store junkie like me), please let me know.
Let the tossing begin!
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Thing #5 Completed
Finally! One down!
On Thursday, I played a full round of golf with three of my friends here in Hood River. 18 holes! Here are some things I learned:
1. For a "leisurely sport," golf sure can stress a person out.
2. I am no good at golf.
3. Any sport in which libations and a funny little cart can be involved is fine by me.
4. Sunscreen only works if you actually remove the bottle from the golf bag and apply the cream directly to your body.
5. Pretty much anything is fun if you're with the right people. (awww!)
On Thursday, I played a full round of golf with three of my friends here in Hood River. 18 holes! Here are some things I learned:
1. For a "leisurely sport," golf sure can stress a person out.
2. I am no good at golf.
3. Any sport in which libations and a funny little cart can be involved is fine by me.
4. Sunscreen only works if you actually remove the bottle from the golf bag and apply the cream directly to your body.
5. Pretty much anything is fun if you're with the right people. (awww!)
Monday, July 16, 2007
Embarrassingly Overdue Update
So, I've been rather busy, blah, blah, blah...
A bit of progress on Thing #2: I've been thumbing through my cookbooks in the hopes of finding something that tickles my fancy, but nothing has really popped out at me yet. Maybe it's silly to confine myself to only my cookbooks, but I figure I should get some use out of them if I'm going to keep them up there on my kitchen shelf. I'm sure I'll find something in one of them soon.
I think it's mentionable here that, though the recipe was not from one of my cookbooks, I did make some raspberry jam the other day. We picked the raspberries on the 4th of July and then I did the jamming a few days later.
I've given all but one jar away. I've always been so flattered and impressed when someone has gifted me a jar of homemade jam, because I assumed that making it was a huge, complicated task. Don't tell anyone, but it's insanely easy. I'm making apricot jam next.
At least this proves that I'm not completely domestically inept.
A bit of progress on Thing #2: I've been thumbing through my cookbooks in the hopes of finding something that tickles my fancy, but nothing has really popped out at me yet. Maybe it's silly to confine myself to only my cookbooks, but I figure I should get some use out of them if I'm going to keep them up there on my kitchen shelf. I'm sure I'll find something in one of them soon.
I think it's mentionable here that, though the recipe was not from one of my cookbooks, I did make some raspberry jam the other day. We picked the raspberries on the 4th of July and then I did the jamming a few days later.
I've given all but one jar away. I've always been so flattered and impressed when someone has gifted me a jar of homemade jam, because I assumed that making it was a huge, complicated task. Don't tell anyone, but it's insanely easy. I'm making apricot jam next.
At least this proves that I'm not completely domestically inept.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Thing #5
This afternoon I had my second golf lesson. Dennis, the golf pro at Indian Creek golf course, informs me that my backswing is a bit sloppy and that I need to focus on the ball as I swing through for a fraction of a second longer.
I'll work on that.
I also learned that a hook
is a shot that curves sharply to the left
while a slice
curves to the right.
Dennis mentioned that most beginning golfers tend to be slicers.
Apparently, though, I am a hooker.
I'll work on that.
I also learned that a hook
is a shot that curves sharply to the left
while a slice
curves to the right.
Dennis mentioned that most beginning golfers tend to be slicers.
Apparently, though, I am a hooker.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Thing #3
Get my eyes checked.
When I was young, I wanted glasses. I was jealous of people who actually had them. I think maybe I saw them as a whole other option for accessorizing. As I got older, though, I started realizing how fortunate I was that I didn't have to deal with the inconvenience of glasses or contact lenses.
Then, a few months ago, as I sat next to one of my colleagues in a class on cultural diversity, I began to complain about how small the instructor's handwriting was as he wrote on the whiteboard in front of class. My friend watched me squint and strain to read the writing. He looked at me like I was crazy and declared that he could read it just fine. Of course he could. He was wearing glasses. That's when I realized maybe I should be wearing glasses, too.
Since then, I've been in a form of denial. I don't want the hassle of periodic appointments at the optometrist; I don't want to have to put out the cash for frames and/or contacts; and I don't want to tack on any extra time to my morning and evening routines.
My friends must be getting sick of it. Whenever we're out I find myself saying things like, "So, do you have to squint to read the specials board? No? Right, yeah, me neither."
Enough is enough, I suppose. Time for me to make an appointment and start accessorizing--spectacle style.
When I was young, I wanted glasses. I was jealous of people who actually had them. I think maybe I saw them as a whole other option for accessorizing. As I got older, though, I started realizing how fortunate I was that I didn't have to deal with the inconvenience of glasses or contact lenses.
Then, a few months ago, as I sat next to one of my colleagues in a class on cultural diversity, I began to complain about how small the instructor's handwriting was as he wrote on the whiteboard in front of class. My friend watched me squint and strain to read the writing. He looked at me like I was crazy and declared that he could read it just fine. Of course he could. He was wearing glasses. That's when I realized maybe I should be wearing glasses, too.
Since then, I've been in a form of denial. I don't want the hassle of periodic appointments at the optometrist; I don't want to have to put out the cash for frames and/or contacts; and I don't want to tack on any extra time to my morning and evening routines.
My friends must be getting sick of it. Whenever we're out I find myself saying things like, "So, do you have to squint to read the specials board? No? Right, yeah, me neither."
Enough is enough, I suppose. Time for me to make an appointment and start accessorizing--spectacle style.
Thing #2
Cook something from a recipe out of one of my cookbooks.
I really love good food, and I'm a pretty big fan of autonomy. I should get those two together.
I really love good food, and I'm a pretty big fan of autonomy. I should get those two together.
Thing #1
Get a professional massage.
If you think about it, it's pretty amazing that we live in a society where you can just pay to have things like this done for you. I can't think of a good reason why I haven't done it yet.
If you think about it, it's pretty amazing that we live in a society where you can just pay to have things like this done for you. I can't think of a good reason why I haven't done it yet.
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