morning pages

julia cameron wrote a book called the artist’s way that i have loved and kept on my bookshelf and in my heart since a creative writing class in college. she suggests two main practices for nurtuting creativity: morning pages and artist dates.

the artists dates i have mastered. the artist dates are once-weekly excursions you do completely for you, usually alone (you can bring a very supportive friend with you if you have one – I do), its something you want to do, a gallavant, a trip, something selfish and indulgent (everyone needs these), mischievious, exploratory, you can spend no money or lots of money (whatev). and the best part is that its part of this creativity prescription – so you must do it. these dates keep my brain healthy. i feel different when i deprive myself of them.

the morning pages are the harder part for me, even though i am a writer. they are pages you write everyday about anything. stream-of-consciousness type stuff. they are supposed to be handwritten, and very very private. you can flush them down the toilet after writing them if you want.

i’ve been thinking about being even more random than i already am and writing a bit of stream-of-consciousness on this blog, a way to keep myself honest. maybe not everyday, because i don’t like rules. but, we’ll see.

today was full of

anthropologie double ruffle trench

i just need it to be warm…  n  o  w.

today was full of fun, laughter, giggling, bare burrito and salsa, poodle hair clips, ice, running, chapstick, dollar store bling buying, clutter purging, e-mail checking, work avoiding, trying to keep my little pieces of hair in a pony tail, blushing, smiling, eating, chopping, scheming

birthday list

snow, sneezes, protein shakes, pictures, my mom the photographer, joe’s jeans, millionaire matchmaker on dvr, no exercizing, mango shrimp tacos, salsa, thrifting, sharing secrets, anthropologie, tissues, cards, tears, englishtown antiques and used furniture (an old supermarket – what a wierd, spooky, and amazing place), presents, shrimp scampi, broccoli rabe, lubrano’s trattoria, new tights, yellow tail cabernet, laughing in the car all the way home, cake ice cream cake from coldstone with kit kats covered in sprinkles on top, candles, smarty pants bag from mom and dad, perfect sweater from grandma and pa, phone calls, american girl coconut from matt (he went on their web site and ordered it after i said i fell in love with him in the city), giada cookbooks, leather journal

meet coconut. p.s. i decided, he is a boy.

coconut

jacket

vogue 8522

i really, really, really love the weekends. i had minimal homework this weekend so i have been able to sew, sew, sew and shop and cook. all of my favorite things. we have a new tradition that i am enjoying of buying something really yummy and really easy to prepare for saturday nights. last weekend we had fresh scallops, and last night we made stuffed salmon (already stuffed with crab courtesy of costco). home is nice. i am so over eating out every night.  

i made this jacket this weekend from a very easy vogue pattern called vogue 8522. i was a bit overwhelmed when i realized i would have to make a lining but it turned out to be a peace of cake and nicely hid all the seam allowances, etc. i don’t really like the sleeves but i can overlook that because i do love the collar. i may end up hacking the sleeves off and making it short sleeved. we shall see.

running, lifting, shopping, baja shrimp tacos, coldness, stubborn carpet stain, pajamas, lifespan development reading, resilience, orange juice and seltzer, manasquan vs. st john vianney, pizza with friends, cabernet savignon, sleeping in, millionaire matchmaker, blankets, heat, mucinex, dishes, salmon quesadillas with leftovers, 12 breakfast sandwich making marathon, stuffing freezer, snow, notebooks, gel pens, baseball hats

hey sadness, you are on notice

things i have been doing lately to feel better:

running 2 miles straight a day more days than not, stretching, sun salutations whenever i feel like it, sewing lots of sewing (i want to post pics soon), downloading fun music, cooking brand new recipes, baking brand new recipes, making a schoolhouse tunic from a pattern I bought from http://www.sewliberated.com/, making mccall’s pattern 5787, knitting a big chunky cowl from the January Martha Stewart Living called Dobb’s Ferry (i call these big cowl things woobies), trying to be home more, trying to talk on the phone less (i loathe the phone), eat yummy whole foods

below is a picture of the Dobb’s Ferry Cowl from martha stewart living (not me)

this cowl was so meant to be. my mom bought me one skein for christmas of the exact yarn that this pattern calls for in a gorgeous cream called fisherman. so chunky and delicious. she also bought me a hole puncher in honor of my blog. she so gets me and i love her so much.

in other news, i am trying a new approach to my skin care. i have literally tried every acne product under the sun. certain people don’t always realize i have terrible skin because i wear very nice makeup in front of said people.

things i have tried on my face:

proactive, benzoclin, differin, clindamycin, dr perricone’s vitamin regimen, vegan diet, water water water, steaming, no treatment at all, washing with just plain old soap and water, washing with dial, no washing, hot compresses, cold compresses, clinique’s acne line, everything ever sold in the skin care aisles of cvs or target, strawberries pureed, witch hazel, crushed up aspirin (crazy, you say? i know.)

my latest maybe solution:

slathering on benzoyl peroxide (i read about it on acne.org)

playing pretend

this is what I used to call make-believe when I was little. I loved playing pretend

prairie (my friends and I would run around my backyard and tree house in prairie dresses and bonnets that my mom made and bake mud pies and ride invisible horses), barbies, dollhouse, mystery solving, mermaids in the pool, chef (when we were out to dinner there was nothing I loved more that taking all the leftovers and sugar packets, etc and combining them in a cup – thanks mom and dad for letting me do this)

i could seriously go outside and play prairie right now.