I love Anthropologie, but everything is so expensive – even their sale items! I’m a pretty darn good crocheter (did I just make up that word?). Anyway, I’m going to try to find a similar pattern and make one instead.


It’s Saturday night and I’m home alone – actually, I’ve been alone since 3 PM. Sometimes I really need human contact, and other times, like tonight, I absolutely love the solitude. The only noise I hear is the ticking of the clock and the occasional car driving past our culde-sac.

I knew that I was going to be spending the day and evening alone, so I made a bunch of plans – Target, grocery shopping, organizing the computer desk, going to the library, etc. I did none of that. I woke up with a killer migraine and while I was able to get rid of the pain within a few hours, I was left with the physical and emotional hangover. So, basically, I watched some TV (flipped between the NFL draft and the Cubs/Cards game). I did go to the grocery store, but only for a few emergency items.

I’m feeling much more awake now, so I ate dinner and decided to make some new plans. I went to the bookshelves (since I didn’t make it to the library) and tried to pick out a new book to read. I’m torn between two – The Unbearable Lightness of Being, a book I read my freshman year of college and Ella Minnow Pea, a book I received as a birthday gift a few years ago. I love re-reading books from many years ago – it’s amazing to see how differently you can interpret things at different points in your life. I was only 19 years old when I first read the Kundera book. I was in love. I was naive. I was curious about the world. I wanted to experience new things. I wonder if I would interpret it differently today. This book represents such an amazing time in my life, so part of me is hesitant to re-read the book. I guess I’m afraid that if I do read it again, I will lose that feeling of innocence and wonderment from that first year in college.

I think I will make up my mind this evening as I get into bed. I have no idea how I am going to decide which book to read – it most likely will depend on my mood. Whichever one I choose, I plan to stay up and read in bed for a while. It seems like forever since I’ve done that.

So what started out as a relatively crappy day has turned into a nice evening. Alone.

This story makes me very happy for a number of reasons:

1) Women are making progress in the world of professional male sports. It boggles my mind why this has to be such a big story – when will it be the norm to see women working as umpires/referees in sports? I’m talking professional sports – MLB, NBA, NFL, etc. Even though she will be working an exhibition game, I’m still damn proud to be a woman.

2) I’m impressed with the comments made by both Derrek Lee (one of my favorites) and Scott Eyre. I know that they would have been huge jerks had they made any disparaging remarks, but that hasn’t stopped some athletes. I believed what they said about the situation and I hope the others feel the same.

3) Finally, I’m so excited that she will be working the Cubs/Diamondbacks game! Go Cubbies

A poll was conducted by the Museum, Libraries and Archives Council (MLA), in which librarians around the country were asked the question, “Which book should every adult read before they die?”

Here’s the list:

  1. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
  2. The Bible
  3. The Lord of the Rings Trilogy by JRR Tolkien
  4. 1984 by George Orwell
  5. A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
  6. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
  7. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
  8. All Quiet on the Western Front by E M Remarque
  9. His Dark Materials Trilogy by Phillip Pullman
  10. Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks
  11. The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
  12. The Lord of the Flies by William Golding
  13. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon
  14. Tess of the D’urbevilles by Thomas Hardy
  15. Winnie the Pooh by AA Milne
  16. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
  17. The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Graham
  18. Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
  19. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
  20. The Time Traveller’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
  21. The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
  22. The Prophet by Khalil Gibran
  23. David Copperfield by Charles Dickens
  24. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
  25. The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov
  26. Life of Pi by Yann Martel
  27. Middlemarch by George Eliot
  28. The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver
  29. A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
  30. A Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich by Alexander Solzenhitsyn

FYI, I’ve only read 6 of them (#1, #16, #19, #20, #21, #22), although some of the others currently reside on my bookshelves (#2, #5, #7, #11, #23,).

I could have written about all the changes going on recently – most of them not very good. In fact, on Tuesday night I started to write about everything, but grew tired and empty. I still want to write about all that “stuff,” and most likely will very soon, but thought that I should try something new. Something fun.

I have been trying my hand at scrapbooking. I read the magazines and am in awe of the creativity that exists out there. I don’t consider myself to be very creative, but I do love taking pictures and writing, so I thought I’d give it a shot. Basically, I kind of stink at it, but I chalk it up to my beginner status and the fact that I am a perfectionist, which means that nothing will ever live up to my own standards (horrible curse!).

I took my first stab at digital scrapbooking. It has taken me a while to even figure out what I’m doing, but I finally came up with a layout. Kind of basic. Maybe a tad boring. However, I did it. I’m going to try to post it here. It’s a picture I took off our balcony when we were in Cancun for our honeymoon.

I just purchased a “slightly used” zoom lens for my camera – a fantastic camera my parents got me for my birthday 6 years ago. To get specific, it’s a Canon 75-300mm f/4.0-5.6 EF III Lens, and I’m so excited to start using it (yes, it’s another bit of incentive to get on that plane – just think of all those pictures I can take!).

My purchase got me thinking about the whole digital camera vs film camera debate that goes on. Let’s face it, there are people who love one or the other. I will admit that the digital camera (which I only use at work) does have it’s benefits, but I am still a film camera girl at heart. I grew up with an amateur photographer as a father, which means that I was photographed regularly as a child (and teenager). If I’m not mistaken, he purchased his camera within the first couple of years of my birth. Hmm…maybe even before that. He was always experimenting with the aperture settings, the focus (which was NOT automatic!), and even black & white film – way before we were able to scan pictures into the computer and with the click of a mouse, change our once colorful pictures into b & w.

So, I am a staunch supporter of film cameras, and here are a few reasons why:

  1. Digital cameras offer our already too fast-paced society even more instant gratification. Yes, we still have 1-hour photo shops (in which I do not partake), but we still have to WAIT to see the pictures.
  2. I love the way that camera film smells. Weird? Yes. But who cares?
  3. Let’s not forget about the sound a real camera makes when it takes a picture. It’s not a beep, but a nice, solid click.
  4. I don’t care what anybody says, digital pictures just do not look as good as developed film.
  5. And finally, I saved my biggest reason for last. Digital cameras let you delete your mistakes. I love my “mistake pictures” – blurry pics, closed eyes, uncentered focal points, etc. Even if the picture doesn’t look good, it’s still a picture I took at a certain (probably important) time in my life. I don’t want to erase my mistakes. Mistakes are what makes us who we are. Life would be pretty boring if we could always just delete what we didn’t like, what didn’t look good, what didn’t turn out the way we thought. Where would I be if I didn’t make those mistakes? What kind of person would I be if I never learned from those mistakes?