Thursday, October 20, 2016

Stuff and Things: The Fifth One [Life Lately #2]

Reading: The Light Between Oceans by M.L. Stedman and Between Shades of Gray by Ruta Sepetys. So far so good on both of them! I haven't met a WWII historical fiction yet that I don't like, so Sepetys is hitting the spot once again.

Watching: Call the Midwife, season 3. Yep, I'm behind. Really behind.

Listening to: The band Joseph. Kinda folksy, kinda rocker, right up my alley. Check them out!

Wearing: All the sweaters and all the boots, because it's October and 45 degrees outside and the tops of the mountains are turning white which means snow is on the way and all that means is it'll probably dump once mid-November or early December and then not again until like February, and once again my hopes for a white Christmas will be dashed. But you just wanted to know what I was wearing...

Smelling: My new favorite BBW candle, Pumpkin Woods. It's like a mix between Pumpkin Pie and Fresh Balsam, and it's amazing.

Eating: Angie's Boom Chicka Pop candy corn flavored popcorn. Usually I'm a peppermint-or-die girl but it looked too good to pass up at the grocery store, and it's delicious. Plus, I have to wait another month or so for peppermint to be in season. Fun fact: I actually very strongly dislike actual candy corn, but this flavored popcorn is okay. I just have to tell myself I will NOT buy a bag every other day, or come January I'll be having to go to the gym twice a day to get that popcorn back off my midsection.

Drinking: Peppermint tea!! I haven't been in a coffee mood lately so I've been digging through my larger-than-it-needs-to-be tea stash and found my Celestial Seasonings Peppermint and it's been my jam lately.

Loving: My short hair. It's so easy and works so well with my fine/thin hair texture and it takes half the time in the morning.

Hating: That I have to get my hair trimmed about every 7-8 weeks and while normal people would charge for an actual trim, ohhhh no, in Sitka you pay for an actual haircut even if you're only getting half an inch trimmed off. When I got my hair cut from shoulderblade length to what it is now in Seattle, I paid $80 plus tip. When I got 1/2" of hair trimmed off at a salon here in Sitka about a month and a half ago, it was $65 plus tip. What the eff, mate.

Annoyed with: My job, for so many reasons. I cannot wait to quit someday. Who are these people who just LOVE their jobs, anyway? How do you do that? Yesterday I had a coworker asking me all kinds of questions that I didn't really know the answer to, because she was literally afraid to ask the people who would actually know because they're apparently always rude to her. I work in an office full of menopausal women so I'm not surprised, but it's frustrating nonetheless.

Creating: All the crocheted things! I just finished a hat for my mom, I have one friend having a baby, another with a toddler, and a bunch of other people I want to make stuff for for Christmas so I'm slowly but surely working through my yarn stash (which we all know is just code for "as soon as I use some of this up, I can order more.")

Wanting: This t-shirt! It's a tradition that we (me, Isaiah, his brother/wife) go to the movies every Christmas Eve. Last year was, obviously, the new Star Wars movie. This year is the next Star Wars installation but it's a side story that I don't care too much about so I figure this t-shirt would make it more fun to watch. New clothes make everything less boring, right? Plus, it has my birthday on it.

Laughing at: The Ben Shapiro Show. You can listen to his podcasts for free almost every afternoon, and it's all political (so if you hate politics, don't bother) and all very depressing but he manages to make everything kinda funny. I mean, if you can't laugh at 2016, what can you laugh at?

Feeling: Tiiiiiiired!!!! The days are getting shorter and I actually drove to work in the dark this morning. It's only a matter of a few weeks before sunset is at 3:15 in the afternoon and every year I just feel so unprepared for the darkness. It makes me want to be in bed by 7pm like a toddler.

Thinking: That this video is absolutely hilarious. Granted, I do know a ton of millenials with jobs/careers and families who are very reponsible adults...but I also know a ton of millenials who...aren't.

Wishing: That we could have a complete do-over for this election. We have, quite literally, the two worst people in America running against each other and one of them is going to run the country. I want to speak with the people responsible for this and give them a good punch in the face.

Anticipating: Normally I would skip right over Thanksgiving and say I'm anticipating Christmas, but this year I actually get to go HOME for Thanksgiving! Better yet, my mom doesn't know I'm coming (my sister is in on the secret and is picking me up from the airport) so it'll be a surprise, and it's always fun to surprise my mom with a visit. Last time I surprised her was Mothers' Day (2012? 13?) and she cried, and who doesn't like to make their mom cry happy tears??

Linking up with Kristin and Joey

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Stuff and Things: The Fourth One [Annoyances & Things I Don't Understand]

Sometimes you just gotta get these things off your chest, you know?

Three-quarter length sleeves. When are these actually useful? If it's cold out, I want long sleeves. If it's hot out (ha ha like never), I want short sleeves. This in-between stuff is nonsense. That said...I almost always roll my flannel shirt sleeves to right below or above my elbows, but I still have the option of long sleeves that way.

People who call and leave voicemails but give zero info. If a voicemail consists of nothing but "Hello, please call me back at 907-xxx-xxxx. Thanks." I'm definitely deleting that shiz. This happens to me at work pretty consistently and I have yet to call someone back if I have no idea what their name is or what they want. Last week I actually had a voicemail that said, and I quote, "Please return my call. Thank you." Hard nope.

Unnecessary cursing. Now, I'm no stranger to a good old fashioned curse word now and again, but I do my best to keep it at a minimum (you try not letting one slip when you grab a stainless steel pot from a 400 degree oven without an oven mitt). What I can't stand are completely random curse words thrown into blog posts/titles, conversations, e-mails, texts, etc. for no good reason other than to...what? Sound cool? Fail. When the title of a blog post is "Books You Need to Read Right This F***ing Minute," I probably won't read any of those books or your blog post either.

Drivers who slow to a crawl before finally flipping on their turn signal while turning. Those people do realize that a turn signal is there to alert other drivers well in advance before the turn actually happens, right? A turn signal is not an "I'm turning rightthissecond" signal.

Pet/baby Instagrams. Just...why? Who are these people who subscribe to a photo feed of nothing but a stranger's dog/cat/child? Before the birth of social media, people would have considered that stalking.

Shipping companies. Not shipping companies in general, but when I submit a quote request for trucking a vehicle cross-country on one website and then somehow end up with 50 e-mails and 20 phone calls and several text messages from a bunch of OTHER companies and now I have to spend half my day unsubscribing from a bunch of e-mail lists I didn't sign up for and avoiding phone calls from Bob and Carlos and Frank and Eddie and Brian and Luis.

The misuse/overuse of the term "bucket list." A bucket list is a list of things you haven't done, but would like to do before you die. Example: "Summiting Mount Rainier is on my bucket list." Therefore, can we stop calling every single list a bucket list? All these "fall bucket lists" I'm seeing floating around...I mean, if carving a pumpkin or buying a plaid blanket scarf is something you've never done but really would like to accomplish if you think you might die before Christmas, then more power to you, but otherwise can we just stop?

Websites that suggest things but don't provide links. I was reading an article today about alternative websites for Etsy sellers to list their products. Not one of the five websites the author listed was linked, which means if I'm interested in any of them, I have to Google to find their website. Yeah, it only takes an extra 30 seconds, but it's annoying. Bloggers do this also. "I bought this super cute and totally affordable new jacket, you should buy it too!" And then they don't give you the link to go look at it, which means I have to go to the store website and try and search for it myself, which is completely irritating and half the time I can't find what they're recommending.

Twitter accounts with nothing but Instagram links. I mean...what's the point? If I want to see someone's photos, I'll follow them on Instagram. I ran across a Twitter account yesterday that was literally (and I use that term literally) nothing but Instagram links. Why!? I feel the same way about Pinterest links automatically posted to Facebook. I mean if you WANT me to unfollow you, then by all means...

What's annoying you lately? Show me I'm not alone with my cranky old lady opinions! And while you're at it, get off my lawn and turn down your music.

Linking up with Kristin and Joey for Stuff & Things

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Bears: Thug Life in the 907

So, I didn't expect to have writer's block so soon. I guess most of the time I just feel like I don't have much to write about. I wake up, shower, go to work, go home, either hang out with my husband or if he's working (most of the time), do some chores/cook food/crochet/Netflix, then go to bed. I eat sometimes, too. Wash, rinse, repeat. I guess I could start doing weekend recaps but nobody really likes to read those, including myself.

Isaiah's going back to night shifts tonight, which always sucks. He was supposed to finally have his turn to work weekdays/day shift and have weekends off (something that hasn't happened since last fall sometime) but due to never-ending staffing issues, he had to go back to night shifts. He technically has weekends off, but since he'll be working Friday nights, he'll have to sleep most of the day on Saturdays. So we really only get Sundays off together. I guess one day a week is better than zero days off together for months at a time, like we've dealt with in the past.

I finally got my Etsy shop back up and running. I know, so cliche. I was mostly ready, I just needed some decent daylight hours to take some pictures. Photos aren't easy when your house gets almost zero natural sunlight. We have about one hour every afternoon where the sun comes in one of our living room windows, but our house is situated on a hill directly above another house, and the neighbors' roof is blue metal. So, every picture I try to take ends up with a dark blue tint, which is super fun to try and edit later. God bless Photoshop, but my pictures will probably always be subpar until we move someday.

Work is work is work. I really have nothing to say about it at this point, other than Halloween and Christmas are coming up which means boxes upon boxes of decorations from the 1990s will be pulled out and vomited up all over the office. Always a treat.

Since August 7th, there have been 5 bear attacks in the vicinity. None within town limits, thankfully, although I'm just waiting for that to happen as there have been multiple reports this last week or two of bears in people's yards, breaking into cars and chicken coops, hanging out on porches, and charging bicyclists alongside the road next to one of our parks. I don't know why people even go outside this time of year. I will say, though, as terrified as I am of bears (they're literally the only thing that gives me nightmares), I had to laugh at this. Sounds like straight up bear thuggery and vandalism to me.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Stuff and Things: The Third One

+ We went camping glamping at a cabin last Sunday evening. In the past, I've always dragged my feet at the idea of staying a night in this particular cabin - not because I'm opposed to camping or sleeping other places than my own bed, but because we live less than five minutes away from the campground where the cabin is situated. It just always seemed like a weird idea, to go sleep on an uncomfortable wooden bunk with no electricity in a place within walking distance from our nice comfortable king sized bed and Netflix. I've always believed that if I'm going to camp, it's going to be because that's the only option. 

But it was ridiculously fun. There's a wood stove inside, a fire pit outside (which we didn't use because it was raining, whomp whomp), and it's within eyesight of the river where the salmon are currently running. They're also dying and generating an absolutely lovely smell, but that's the ciiiiircle of liiiiife. We went to the gun range on the other side of the campground and practiced shooting, we played cards, cooked sausages in the fire, made Oreo s'mores, and read by the light of our headlamps until we fell asleep. I even walked to the bathroom in the pitch black despite my bear-phobia! It helped that Isaiah stood guard with a shotgun, but still. Proud moment.

The moral of the story is: Even if it's a bit of a hassle to pack up your car and drive to a cabin within walking distance, do it. There's nothing quite like being in the woods and out of cell phone range once in a while.

+ Every day lately, right around noon, my office at work floods with the smell of gasoline and oil, presumably from the gas station next door. It's AWFUL, it gives me almost an instant headache and makes me want to vomit, and I don't know what to do about it. I don't even open my window anymore, and my office still reeks. I almost had to leave work yesterday, it was so bad.

+ Words cannot express how little I care about Brad and Angelina's apparent split. And by "how little I care" I mean I don't care at all and I don't know why anyone cares, honestly. It's Hollywood, where marriages last approximately 4.6 seconds on average and cheating is just what you do because fame and fortune means you don't actually have to have morals or standards.

I got a new tattoo this week! You might think I'm a little ridiculous, but I love it. Cat lady street cred, level up.

Two notes: One, it's in the healing stage right now, which is why it looks a little rough. I forgot to take a picture right after I got it done when it looked the best.
Two, do you know how hard it is to get a picture of your inner upper arm? Real hard.

+ It's the first day of fall, if you haven't been made aware by the approximately 439,826 memes circulating the internets today. In my town, it's 53 degrees, pouring rain and the wind is gusting. In other words, it looks and feels exactly the same as mid-July. This is why I can't relate to all the excitement around the "changing of the seasons." Just give me Christmas already.

Linking up with Kristin and Joey for Stuff and Things!

Friday, September 16, 2016

Life Lately #1

Reading: The Bassoon King by Rainn Wilson. I have to be honest, it's a little "meh" so far. I've absolutely loved reading his depiction of growing up in Seattle, but once he moves to the east coast for acting school, there's a lot of name-dropping and talking about his bohemian lifestyle/Baha'i faith, which I can't really relate to at all. I'm about halfway done and hopefully he starts talking about The Office soon, because truthfully it's the real reason I picked it up in the first place.

Watching: All the Netflix! 'Tis the season for The Walking Dead, The Blacklist, Blue Bloods and Grimm.

Listening to: The new Leagues album on Spotify. It's okay.

Wearing: All camo, all the time. I don't know what's gotten into me but in the last 3 months I've bought a camo t-shirt, a pullover, and a zip-up hoodie. I tried to find a camo jacket during our recent Anchorage trip but came up short (what are malls even good for anymore?). Instead, I settled for a plain olive green anorak-style jacket from PacSun, which is a great store to go into if you want to relive your high school years.

Short person/tall bathroom mirror problems.
Also, don't judge me for the painting - judge whoever decorated my workplace.

Smelling: Nothing, because I've had a cold for a full week now. There was a small electrical fire in the medical office upstairs this morning, and apparently everyone can smell the lingering smoke smell except for me.

Eating: A chocolate/macadamia cluster that my boss just gave me as a "stress reliever" (her words) after the fire this morning. I wasn't stressed but who am I to turn down free chocolate?

Loving: Iced coffee. It doesn't have to be July and 90 degrees outside, I'll drink the iced stuff year-round. I drink it cold more often than I drink it hot. Lately I've been wishing I could just mainline it because the days are getting darker and I'm just so. dang. tired. all. the. time.

Can I get an I.V. of this?

Hating: Razors that are too dull to use after only two weeks. With all the scientific advancements these days, can't someone invent a never-goes-dull razor? I'd pay good money for that.

Annoyed with: Companies who don't offer shipping options. Dear Forever 21: You can take the $10.90 you want to charge me to ship two $3.90 pairs of earrings and shove it up your butt.

LOL no.

Creating: New things for Etsy! My goal is to reopen my shop on October 1st with some new and revamped items.

Wanting: A new duvet cover/sheets and to redecorate our upstairs bathroom. Is this what GoFundMe accounts are for?

Laughing at: The police blotter, always and forever the police blotter. It's not quite as amusing now that Isaiah has the inside scoop to most of the stories and they're usually not as funny as you'd think, but I still get a kick out of them. Most recently, a man called to report himself for accidentally passing a school bus with its red lights flashing. Apparently he felt really bad about it.

Feeling: If I'm being honest, a little bit frustrated that since my return to blogging, I can't seem to find any good new blogs to read that aren't all about babies/kids. I love my mom-friends but when you don't have children and everyone's blogging about diapers and breastfeeding and toddler antics, you just feel really left out. There's only so much I can comment on when I literally cannot relate to a single second of someone else's parenting adventures.

Hoping: That I'll get into an autumn mood soon. I want to be excited about pumpkins and candles and scarves. I really do. My heart just isn't in it yet.

Thinking: It's time to start thinking about what to get people for Christmas. It's never too early to start thinking about that, right?

Wishing: That my full-time job(s) could just be baking and crocheting. I know there are ways to turn your hobbies into your job, but finding a way to do that while living in a ridiculously expensive island town is harder than it sounds. I waitressed all through college and I used to dream of the day I could have a desk job with my own computer and shop for office decorations instead of non-slip black shoes and polo shirts but now I'm over it.

Anticipating: Camping this weekend! We live about 5 minutes away from a campground but have never really made it a point to go stay there for a night. There's a cabin there that we've rented for Sunday/Monday and I'm going to be spending the whole time trying not think about the fact that it's right next to a river, it's salmon spawning season, and the bears are out in full force.