tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-283600592009-02-21T04:10:13.709-05:00short pants romanceget born, keep on, short pants romancekatenoreply@blogger.comBlogger96125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-79437731307275982472008-12-31T13:18:00.000-05:002008-12-31T13:19:31.788-05:00out with the old, in with the nucleus<a href="http://shortpantsromance.wordpress.com">http://shortpantsromance.wordpress.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-7943773130727598247?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-25670740343016463802008-12-29T12:04:00.001-05:002008-12-29T12:06:17.885-05:00resolveTo be honest, I think this year I just wanted to skip the holidays and get onto the new year, so I can rethink things a bit and get to work making myself happy. I think part of that entails getting some smaller accomplishments out of the way. So let me start with my list from 43things.com. <br /><br /><br /> 1. reach my goal weight<br /> 2. be more creative<br /> 3. learn to ride a bicycle<br /> 4. learn to drive a manual<br /> 5. be more spontaneous<br /> 6. learn to sew<br /> 7. take more photographs<br /> 8. Have my own studio<br /> 9. Dress better<br /> 10. read one book per month<br /> 11. clean up my house and keep it clean<br /> 12. blog more<br /> 13. be a tourist in my own town<br /> 14. go to New York<br /> 15. Try new restaurants<br /> 16. go to more farmer's markets<br /> 17. Go to flea markets<br /> 18. take better care of my teeth<br /> 19. Go through my mail<br /> 20. stop procrastinating<br /> 21. have more friends<br /> 22. finish fixing up my house<br /> 23. have my parents visit more<br /> 24. Host a game night<br /> 25. decide what the hell I would like to do with the rest of my life<br /> 26. cook more<br /> 27. sell something on etsy<br /> 28. make real friends that share my interests<br /> 29. stop worrying about what other people think of me<br /> 30. learn about my family history<br /> 31. train my dog<br /> 32. learn to speak french<br /> 33. live somewhere outside the Philadelphia area<br /> 34. find at least one thing each day that makes me happy and record it everyday for a year<br /> 35. learn to screenprint <br /> 36. actually do what's on my to-do list<br /> 37. investigate becoming a Quaker<br /> 38. wake up when my alarm clock goes off<br /> 39. have a tea party<br /> 40. make a gingerbread house<br /> 41. have everything ready early for Christmas next year<br /> 42. take public transportation more often<br /> 43. toughen myself against the cold<br /><br />I've decided that since I have exactly 43 things on my list at this point, I'm going to maintain that number and only add new things to the list as I accomplish other things. So let's narrow down the things that are a little more simple and concrete that I can focus on checking off my list:<br /><br /> 1. reach my goal weight<br /> 3. learn to ride a bicycle<br /> 4. learn to drive a manual<br /> 6. learn to sew<br /> 10. read one book per month<br /> 15. Try new restaurants<br /> 18. take better care of my teeth<br /> 19. Go through my mail<br /> 24. Host a game night<br /> 26. cook more<br /> 27. sell something on etsy<br /> 31. train my dog<br /> 36. actually do what's on my to-do list<br /> 38. wake up when my alarm clock goes off<br /> 39. have a tea party<br /> 42. take public transportation more often<br /> 43. toughen myself against the cold<br /><br /><br />Now let's take a few of these things and decide how I'm actually going to go about accomplishing them. I think part of my strategy should be to work on multi-tasking and accomplishing several goals with only a few actions.<br /><br /> <STRONG>1. reach my goal weight</STRONG><br />This is a bit too daunting at the moment because after the holidays I'm pretty far from my goal. So for now I'm going to focus more on a few other goals that will in turn kick start this one.<br /><br /> <STRONG>3. learn to ride a bicycle</STRONG><br />This is something that should be fairly easy, being that the past few times I went I *almost* had it, so it's really just going to take a bit more perseverance and a few more tries. This will in turn help with "reach my goal weight" as biking is great exercise.<br /><br /> <STRONG>4. learn to drive a manual</STRONG><br />Ditto with this one, I think a few more tries and I'll have it down. Then poor Greg doesn't have to do all the driving on every road trip.<br /><br /> <STRONG>6. learn to sew</STRONG><br />This is again something that I almost have down, although it's not really something you can check off definitively, as it's more a question of what skill level I'd like to reach. In general it's just something I want to practice on a regular basis. I have a bunch of sewing books at this point, so I really want to just sit down with one of them, pick projects and just do them without overthinking it. <br /><br /> <STRONG>10. read one book per month</STRONG><br />I've already gotten into a good rhythm with this, I've been reading almost every night before bed and generally any time I have a few minutes here or there. It's actually become pretty addicting, to the point where I don't really want to watch any tv, I'd rather sit there with a book. I would say after about three or four months I'll consider this a success.<br /><br /> <STRONG>15. Try new restaurants</STRONG><br />I think I need to just come up with a list of new places and start going once a month.<br /><br /> <STRONG>18. take better care of my teeth</STRONG><br />For the past few weeks I've been in the habit of flossing almost every night, so I'm feeling pretty good about this. I'll consider this accomplished in a few more weeks, when it will have been a month since my dentist visit.<br /><br /> <STRONG>19. Go through my mail</STRONG><br /><br /> <STRONG>24. Host a game night</STRONG><br /><br /> <STRONG>26. cook more</STRONG><br />My goal is to start making two new meals a week. I can't quite decide whether I think this will work for or against "reach my goal weight". I guess it depends on what I decide to cook. In general cooking diet food is not very appealing, but I guess I'll have to just give it a try.<br /><br /> <STRONG>27. sell something on etsy</STRONG><br />I think this will work perfectly with "learn to sew." Part of the problem with sewing is that I only feel like I can do it when there's a particular thing that I need, because what's the point of making another apron or a set of cloth napkins when I already have so many of them? So what I really need to do is start sewing my heart out and selling the excess on Etsy.<br /><br /> <STRONG>31. train my dog</STRONG><br />Porter's pretty good, he just really needs to learn how to come when I call him. I need to just sign him up for obedience training at PetSmart and be done with it.<br /><br /> <STRONG>36. actually do what's on my to-do list</STRONG><br />I have a very low-tech method that I use at work that has been very effective. I just have a stupid little top-bound spiral memo pad that I write every to-do item down and cross it off when I'm done, it's like a never-ending list. I'm going to pick up another one and just keep it in my purse. <br /><br /> <STRONG>38. wake up when my alarm clock goes off</STRONG><br />I don't know why but I've been having a particularly difficult time with this, probably because I hate my job these days and the last thing I want to do is get up in the morning. Maybe it's time to move the alarm clock to the other side of the room, away from my cozy bed.<br /><br /> <STRONG>39. have a tea party</STRONG><br />I think this is something that I'll have to wait until spring for.<br /><br /> <STRONG>42. take public transportation more often</STRONG><br />This one is going to be a fantastic multi-tasking endeavor. I've decided that on the days I don't bring Porter to work, I'm going to take the subway and walk from the station to my office, which is about a mile each way, all the while listening to an audiobook on my iPod. This will help out with three of my other goals - "reach my goal weight", "read a book a month" and "toughen myself against the cold." <br /><br /> <STRONG>43. toughen myself against the cold</STRONG><br /><br /><br />Ok, so this is my plan to deal with the little things. Of course, none of this helps with the most daunting item on my whole list:<br /><br /> <STRONG>25. decide what the hell I would like to do with the rest of my life</STRONG><br /><br />I think this really needs to be the year that I address this question. I can't sit here languishing at this stupid job for another year, I need to ask some serious and difficult questions of myself, and face my fears and laziness once and for all. Because if I don't seriously do something about this very soon I'm going to really feel like I've wasted my life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-2567074034301646380?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-55766805241830121302008-12-28T20:15:00.003-05:002008-12-28T20:21:39.368-05:00turning the pageA copy of a suggestion that I just sent to the fine folks at <A HREF="http://www.goodreads.com" TARGET="_blank">GoodReads</A>:<br /><br />Hi there,<br /><br />I have a silly suggestion, but one that I think a lot of people would appreciate. I know for me, finishing a book is a big deal. It's a momentous feeling to turn the last page of a book, close the back cover and spend a few minutes contemplating how that book has added to your consciousness, it's like finishing a relationship. <br /><br />The problem with GoodReads is that once I finish a book, the GoodReads process doesn't do much to support this feeling. You have to go up and just move the book from your "currently reading" shelf to your "read" shelf. No pomp and circumstance in that at all. So my suggestion is that everyone's "currently reading" list should contain a big important-looking button that says, "FINISHED" or something equally triumphant. Then your friends could see an update that says something like, "Kate has finished reading The Brothers Karamazov and has given it four stars." <br />It's silly, I know, but I really love the idea of making it a little more official rather than just "Kate has moved The Brothers Karamazov to her 'read' shelf." <br /><br />Thanks so much for taking the time to read this, I do love GoodReads, so keep up the good work!<br /><br />Sincerely,<br />Kate L<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-5576680524183012130?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-3553876838476292242008-12-22T10:59:00.001-05:002008-12-22T11:01:18.531-05:00yabba dabba doo, I like talkin' to you!Sorry about all the 43things.com posts, I seem to just find it easier to write entries from there rather than coming up with actual topics to blog about for real. <br /><br />I think as usual this blog has become entirely too whiny. So I'm going to resolve that for every negative thing I vent about on this thing, I need to write about one positive and/or frivolous thing. <br /><br />So here's the negative thing for today:<br /><br />My entire family is driving me absolutely crazy and I'm starting to feel like I honestly want nothing to do with them, for various complicated and personal reasons that I won't go into here.<br /><br />And the positive/frivolous thing:<br /><br />There's nothing worse than having an old crappy car during the wintertime. I have an '87 Honda Accord and I've almost driven it into the ground at this point. It still runs pretty well, but it's definitely no frills. First of all, it's got remnants of dog barf all over because my driving skills seem to disagree with Porter's stomach. It takes like twenty minutes to heat up in the morning, which would be fine if I lived in a nice suburban house with a driveway where I could let it warm up while I sit inside drinking my coffee. But no, it needs me to sit there with it, freezing my ass off waiting for the power steering to start working again and the heater to start kicking out more than just cold air. Unfortunately, the biggest problem recently has become the fact that there's water getting in somewhere, which means the windows get completely fogged up and I have to give up the heater in favor of the defroster so that I have more than 3% visibility while I'm driving. My dad thinks it's a leak in the heating system. I think my theory is more plausible - that the bottom of the entire car is rusting away, letting all the rain water in, which then has nowhere to go. I swear one of these days the entire bottom is going to drop out and I'm going to have to drive to work Fred Flinstone-style. <br /><br />So this morning when I came out to the car, the windows were all frosted up...INSIDE. Now that's a tricky one, clearing frost off the inside of your windows, without the handy use of windshield wipers.<br /><br />Luckily we're refinancing our mortgage and we'll have an extra couple hundred bucks a month that will possibly go towards a car payment. Because until a pterodactyl can turn on the tv for me and a wooly mammoth washes the dishes, I refuse to drive like Fred Flinstone.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-355387683847629224?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-65426453824093015392008-12-22T10:25:00.001-05:002008-12-22T10:25:06.196-05:00Next year...<div><div class="goalentry"><p>I really want to be on top of everything for Christmas. I waited too long this year and now I feel like it&#8217;s too late to do all the little things I wanted to do, and as a result it&#8217;s ruining my Christmas spirit. Every year I have these grandiose plans of things I&#8217;m going to do or make, and then somehow it sneaks up on me. So I think this year, I&#8217;m going to do some Christmas-related crafts in January. Yes, that sounds totally silly, but I want to do some things while they&#8217;re fresh in my mind. Like screenprint Christmas cards, and embroider the stockings I made, and make some snow globes. I&#8217;m hoping to have a stockpile of pain-in-the-ass stuff ready so I can focus on time-sensitive things next year, like baking and gift shopping.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/12059342">have everything ready early for Christmas next year</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-6542645382409301539?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-33863410766719510432008-12-22T10:14:00.001-05:002008-12-22T10:14:08.572-05:00This sounds ever so much fun.<div><div class="goalentry"><p>I&#8217;ve been reading Alice&#8217;s Adventures in Wonderland and it just struck me that it would be really fun to have a very fancy tea party with some girls. Maybe in the spring&#8230;everyone can dress up and eat cucumber sandwiches and act like bluebloods. Of course, any sort of theme party can possibly be met with eye rolls and cringing, but I&#8217;m willing to try it once.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/12059310">have a tea party</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-3386341076671951043?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-70459035053241997012008-12-22T10:08:00.001-05:002008-12-22T10:08:20.816-05:00not so good today<div><div class="goalentry"><p>I didn&#8217;t get up until about 7:45 today, 35 minutes after the alarm went off. The problem is just that my bed is so cozy in the morning, and with a dog <span class="caps">AND</span> a cat both snuggling up, it&#8217;s very difficult to tear myself away.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/12040443">wake up when my alarm clock goes off</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-7045903505324199701?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-12245718011036389502008-12-19T17:58:00.001-05:002008-12-19T17:58:59.649-05:00how does one go about this?<div><div class="goalentry"><p>I graduated college, got a job, bought a house, got married, and adopted a dog. You&#8217;d think I&#8217;d be all proud of myself and set for life. But I still feel so unfulfilled, mostly because of my job. I feel like my job is shallow and meaningless, and it certainly doesn&#8217;t contribute to society. So what do I do? We have too big of a monthly nut to just quit and go back to school, and what would I go back to school for anyway?</p><p>I think two of the key things I need to work on are finding something that&#8217;s helpful to others and something where I can produce things that I&#8217;m proud of. But how does one do this without a vast amount of creative prowess and while still making enough money to feel secure?</p><p>All I know is that I&#8217;d better come up with something soon because life is passing me by pretty quickly.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/10420789">decide what the hell I would like to do with the rest of my life</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-1224571801103638950?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-10976480806429939322008-12-19T09:22:00.001-05:002008-12-19T09:22:13.565-05:00Day 1<div><div class="goalentry"><p>I didn&#8217;t exactly get up when my alarm went off, but I did get up at 7:34am instead of the usual 8:20 or so. I was able to take a shower, make the bed, and walk Porter for slightly longer than usual. So far so good!</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/12040443">wake up when my alarm clock goes off</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-1097648080642993932?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-31553115282880248772008-12-18T17:15:00.000-05:002008-12-19T09:18:07.801-05:00I am so sick...<div><div class="goalentry"><p>...of getting to work at 9:15 every day. It&#8217;s like the walk of shame every day, having to say hello to everyone already sitting at their desks. I absolutely cannot wake up in the morning. Every day my alarm clock goes off at 7:10am, and by the time I finally stop hitting snooze it&#8217;s usually about 8:20 or later, and that&#8217;s just ridiculous. I lay in bed and think of ways I can compensate for the passing minutes&#8230;&#8221;I took a shower yesterday, so I don&#8217;t need to take one this morning&#8230;I&#8217;ll wear my brown skirt with my plaid blouse&#8230;maybe Porter will go quickly this morning and that will save me three minutes&#8230;I&#8217;ll just buy lunch at work today, even though there&#8217;s leftovers in the fridge&#8230;&#8221; But on the incredibly rare occasion that I do get out of bed early, it&#8217;s such a wonderful feeling. I really want to be able to get up, make the bed, have coffee, take Porter for a nice long walk, and straighten up the house a bit so I can come home to a neat living room. So this is now becoming one of my goals.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/12040443">wake up when my alarm clock goes off</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-3155311528288024877?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-35303544655675405512008-12-17T16:39:00.001-05:002008-12-17T16:39:25.810-05:00my studio needs some tweaking<div><div class="goalentry"><p>My studio is pretty much set up at this point, but it keeps becoming a dumping ground for all the random crap in the house that there&#8217;s no other space for. The next step is to clear it out and clean it up so it becomes a more pleasant place to spend time. Then I need to actually spend time there.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/10402220">Have my own studio</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-3530354465567540551?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-40450817584394465612008-12-17T16:17:00.001-05:002008-12-17T16:17:08.874-05:00Untitled<div><div class="goalentry"><p>I&#8217;m doing pretty well with this. I made Christmas stockings to hang from the fireplace and I also made a holiday pillowcase with a piece of fabric I was saving. Nothing too complicated yet, but I&#8217;m getting there.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/10399531">learn to sew</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-4045081758439446561?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-75382828679558412852008-12-17T16:15:00.001-05:002008-12-17T16:15:05.313-05:00Untitled<div><div class="goalentry"><p>Ok, so 30 came and went and I still haven&#8217;t reached my goal weight. And now that it&#8217;s holiday time, I&#8217;ve crept up quite a bit. Still, it&#8217;s never too late, and once January rolls around I plan to start hitting the gym and eating better.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/10402224">reach my goal weight</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-7538282867955841285?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-32945505670731974952008-12-17T16:11:00.001-05:002008-12-17T16:11:01.077-05:00Untitled<div><div class="goalentry"><p>My parents came this weekend and we had a lovely time! I was a little nervous at first considering my dad is sort of tough to entertain, but they seemed to really enjoy themselves and that means next time will be even easier.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes/10420742">have my parents visit more</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-3294550567073197495?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-4793473900087026982008-12-17T13:23:00.000-05:002008-12-17T13:24:24.500-05:00New Years Resolution #1: ReadingI've recently been bitten by the reading bug, which happens every few months, but all my good intentions go out the window very quickly and I wind up stalling. In 2008, I only read 4 books. How sad is that? My goal for 2009 is to read 12 books, one per month. That should definitely be doable. My plan is to be in bed every night by 10pm and read until 11pm, and maybe start reading in the cafeteria at lunch rather than the usual eating at my desk. If I can at least keep up a daily ritual, I should be able to reach this goal. The problem starts when I get out of the habit and wind up not picking up a book for several weeks at a time. Good habits are easy to break, I guess. I've even started making a book list to carry around so I don't have the usual blackout when I go to the used book store. Now I just need to finish the two I'm reading at the moment and then I'll have a fresh start.<br /><br />Any good suggestions?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-479347390008702698?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-20129639114338762272008-12-12T15:51:00.001-05:002008-12-12T15:52:20.310-05:00You there...what day is this?Yet another reason to <A HREF="http://www.mcmenamins.com/index.php?loc=13&id=161&eventid=66361">move to Portland</A>...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-2012963911433876227?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-28389715662537722972008-12-11T11:41:00.001-05:002008-12-11T11:41:54.937-05:00Bah humbug.I sort of feel like I want to sit out Christmas this year. After a while it gets a little exhausting and incredibly discouraging trying to enjoy it when I seem to be surrounded by people who can't be bothered. Particularly, my family. In general I've had it with them, they're all so fucking crazy in their own different ways, and it becomes just a spiral of negativity and a generally icky situation because all everyone does is bitch about each other, myself included. For the past few years, we've gotten together at my brother's house on Christmas. This year, my other brother has a baby and my sister is staying in California, so it just leaves my parents and my other brother. Last year instead of buying everyone gifts, we did a secret santa with my family and it went really well, so I figured we could try to do it this year. No go. Everyone's too fucking busy in their own world that they can't seem to find the time in their oh-so-busy schedules to buy one $25 gift for one other person. My sister's response: "...and with this new job i'm just not up for the post office business. I'd rather just write a couple of charity checks and call it a day." Wow, she's just brimming with holiday spirit. My other brother was sort of like, "Whatever, I don't care." <br /><br />After a while I'm sort of like, guess what folks, I'm just as fucking busy as any of you, and I actually probably go out shopping less. But still, I think I can find ten minutes to zip over to Target or hop on Amazon and order a DVD or something. <br /><br />I know Christmas isn't supposed to be about the gifts. But I still enjoy giving people things, and I still enjoy opening nicely wrapped boxes. I don't even care what it is, it's just something nice to do with the people you love. But I feel like gradually, all the niceties of Christmas have just been squeezed out. My parents aren't putting up a tree, our annual tree trip was the most un-festive it's ever been, my whole family isn't getting together this year. Everyone just seems like they can't be bothered with the actual *enjoyment* of it. Decorating, putting up the tree, shopping for gifts...everyone seems to look at it as more items on their to-do list. <br /><br />Too busy, everyone's just too busy. I thought the point of the holidays was to slow you down and make you recognize the people around you, and enjoy little things like trimming the tree, watching Charlie Brown, baking cookies, drinking cider. I guess I'm just too old-fashioned for my own good. <br /><br />So I can't decide whether to just say "Fuck it, world! You've WON! I *do* give up on Christmas! " or to just pick myself up and decide that I'm going to enjoy it myself. The thing about Christmas though is that it's not the sort of thing that's easy to enjoy by yourself, because it's doing these things with other people that makes it special. And everyone else just doesn't seem to have the time or doesn't seem to care, so why should I?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-2838971566253772297?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-87449531353295686192008-11-06T14:28:00.000-05:002008-11-06T14:30:05.748-05:00birthday addendumIn the interest of being fair to birthdays, I need to add to yesterday's horrible entry that I really do enjoy birthdays themselves, taken out of the context of getting older. The funny thing is that this year I'm especially enjoying my birthday. Today one of the girls who works for me made me a cake and everyone gave me a card with very sweet things written in it. On Saturday I'm having a big party that will hopefully prove to be fun fun fun and make me feel for a few hours like maybe I'm not such a loser. I tend to generally sort of fade into the woodwork, so I feel like my birthday is a nice break from that, where I can brag to everyone that it's my special day and be the center of attention for a bit. There's something really nice about that. <br /><br />So birthdays aren't so horrible, and in a way they're sort of the bright side of getting older. To me it's much more depressing to just let them go by uncelebrated.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-8744953135329568619?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-28573395556704270032008-11-05T14:33:00.001-05:002008-11-06T14:32:51.674-05:00Two Big ThingsFirst of all, I am absolutely stunned that Obama actually won. I can't believe it. More on that later.<br /><br />Secondly, I am even more stunned that today is the last day of my 20's. Tomorrow, I turn.....*gulp* thirty years old. I have been on this earth for thirty years. In another seven years or so, I'll be middle aged. <br /><br />Please stop reading now if you're bored by my constant depressive entries. No, seriously, stop reading, because you're not going to like it.<br /><br /><EM>I deleted this part, because it was really too dark to share and I feel like maybe part of my problem is that I need to be more constructive and not dwell so much on these parts of my personality. <br /></EM><br /><!--<br />I know you're only as young as you feel, there's still plenty left to do, etc. But really getting older makes me immeasurably sad. Cosmically sad. I think about the past entirely more than I should, like my life is something that has already happened and I've squandered it, and from here on out it's just me and my husband staring at each other and eventually just juggling babies and mortgages. We barely seem to even have any friends anymore, which makes me feel even older. Like I haven't stocked up on friends for the nuclear holocaust of my old age, so now I'm screwed. <br /><br />And then there's the really big thing, that's way more significant than wrinkles and gray hair and friendlessness. There's death. I seriously have an unhealthy Woody-Allen-esque obsession with death, minus the brilliant wit and writing and money. I think about it a lot, and it sort of cripples me. Right now I'm almost in tears just at the thought. The thought that getting older means that soon I'll start losing people I love, and I really don't know how I'll cope with that. Like losing my mom. I know I have Greg, and the rest of my family, and his family, and by then I'll probably have kids of my own. But part of me feels like I'll just die of sadness. I don't know how people lose someone and then go on with their normal lives, and get up and go to work, and carry on normal conversations, and laugh. Because I start crying at just the *thought*, and my mom's relatively healthy and will hopefully be around for a while. <br /><br />I don't know why I always write shit like this on my blog. It's stupid, I know. Blogs should be about writing *everything*, good things and bad things. But somehow the only thing I seem to be able to get myself to write about are the worst things. I think it's because these are the sorts of things that I think about a lot, but are hard to talk about with anyone. No one really wants to get into deep dark discussions like they did when I was in college, probably because the depressing things are a little more real than they were back then. It's uncomfortable and unpleasant, especially if the other person doesn't really share your view, in which case they just sort of laugh and tell you you're crazy and then talk about the weather. So I guess I write it in my blog hoping that somewhere someone will read it and understand, and then I won't feel so morbid and insane. <br /><br />I guess that's a Scorpio for you. --><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-2857339555670427003?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-86032552794566566442008-08-22T12:04:00.000-04:002008-08-22T12:05:16.485-04:00it's all part of my autumn almanacI really want to enjoy the fall this year. Fall is my favorite season, and everything about it makes me happy. The chilly weather lately has perked me up a bit (along with the vitamin B's that I've been taking) and it's a tantalizing foreshadowing of the goodness to come. I want to make the effort to do things like hiking, pumpkin picking (which I always talk about but never do), baking apple pies, and just generally getting outside to enjoy the weather. (Greg is probably gagging right now). We've decided that since most of our money is going to be tied up in our big kitchen renovation (starting Tuesday, yay!!) our vacation this year will be a road trip through New England in early October. I've never really been anywhere past Boston, so I'm looking forward to some great camping, foliage, and perhaps antiquing (there goes Greg gagging again). <br /><br />And I swear, this year I'm going to be ready for Halloween.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-8603255279456656644?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-57516992397286579352008-08-19T15:03:00.000-04:002008-08-19T15:04:24.371-04:00look, I haz maked LOLdog<a href='http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/view.aspx?ciid=1812410' ><img src='http://images.icanhascheezburger.com/completestore/2008/8/19/iizsorrydave128636459732888011.jpg' alt='funny pictures' /></a><br />moar <a href='http://icanhascheezburger.com'>funny pictures</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-5751699239728657935?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-60680503244027315462008-07-29T15:15:00.001-04:002008-07-29T15:15:00.943-04:00what's the point...<div><div class="goalentry"><p>...of having a to-do list if I don&#8217;t do the to-do&#8217;s?</p><p>I need to worry less about making the lists and more about actually doing the things on it.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes?on=11185010">actually do what's on my to-do list</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-6068050324402731546?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-59677047899315554192008-07-29T14:41:00.001-04:002008-07-29T14:41:35.132-04:00let's get back into this, shall we?<div><div class="goalentry"><p>Greg and I attempted screenprinting a while back, but gave up before we got good at it. I just bought the book Print Liberation last week (written by one of my coworkers) and am looking forward to jumping back into it. Yay!</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes?on=11184851">learn to screenprint</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-5967704789931555419?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-57093988582062210242008-07-29T14:38:00.001-04:002008-07-29T14:38:34.207-04:00I love this goal<div><div class="goalentry"><p>I&#8217;m trying to get back into fulfilling my 43Things list. I plan to start this goal tomorrow, I just have to get a little notebook.</p></div><div class="goalprogresslink">See more progress on: <a href="http://www.43things.com/people/progress/complicatedshoes?on=11184827">find at least one thing each day that makes me happy and record it everyday for a year</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-5709398858206221024?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28360059.post-37827632266837524102008-07-21T15:36:00.001-04:002008-07-21T15:37:46.436-04:00greatest boring blog post everThere comes a time when everyone, even Martha, has to <A HREF="http://blogs1.marthastewart.com/martha/2008/07/a-trip-to-the-d.html" TARGET="_blank">go to the DMV</A>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28360059-3782763226683752410?l=www.shortpantsromance.com%2Findex.php'/></div>katenoreply@blogger.com0