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Monthly Archives: April 2009

I realize that I don’t blog that often not out of laziness just out of nothing to say. I don’t have much to do there for not many stories to entertain writing down and sharing with the Internet world.
I have stories about my mother because she is always entertaining and sometimes there are some interesting characters I run into during my days in retail (like the lady who wants to sit in the front of the store and asks us to bring her a shirt, and she means every shirt in the store for her to inspect and think about buying, because I get paid enough to be her personal shopper,yeah…)
but over-all its very quiet in this box I live. Maybe that’s why Twitter and Facebook are so appealing. Posting a couple of sentences of what you are doing right now seems to generate more comments than blogging about my likes and dis-likes.
I’m not stopping this just thinking out loud..


patternsthere is a long list of wishes that i have but with my obsession of trying to make my old clothes look new (due to budget constraints) i really wish i knew how to sew.
watching re-runs of project runway help fuel this wish because i sit there and think i should be able to make myself a dress or a pair of pants or to even make an old top look new with a few cuts and stitches.
its late for new year resolutions but i think i will make one now – i will learn to sew (at least buy a sewing machine)

i am now completely obsessed with the Edies (big and little).

Edith Ewing Bouvier Beale and her daughter Edith Beale. the first cousins of jackie-o yet so much more than that. these two eccentric women are a story together of high society into poverty and notoriety. a lot is being said about them right now due to a new movie out, but my obsession came long before when wondering through the Internet and finding out about the lives of others lead me to them. I love eccentric people. always have. people going by another beat to another drum rather than trying to fit in and failing miserably.

they wanted more while they lived and in death they truly have accomplished that more…

they like to do their laundry late at night, around 1 a.m. I’ve never seen them but heard rumors of it being a woman who lives alone…alone with at least one dog. i know there’s a dog because something really fast likes to run across the room (as if chasing a ball) and there is a howling coming from up there whenever a fire truck goes by.
they play the piano late at night too. I can hear it in my hallway (which if they have the same layout as me is an awkward place for one) they play music of a person who has had 1 year of lessons. nothing fancy but more than chopsticks.
they like to listen to music with very loud bass sounds and also like to pound down the stairs almost in the same rhythm.

I don’t wonder about them, I never rush out to see what they look like when i hear them pounding down the stairs. but its weird how much i know from just being downstairs.