1 post tagged “current obsessions”
It snowed last night and into the morning so the ground has a bit of snow covering the grey and brown - like icing sugar on a dessert. In the little house there is a bit of uproar: messes (mostly mine), sick people, and snuggling under covers. I've got both Amelie and Pushing Daisies on tap right now - the technicolour joy is a requirement for first snows. If you're a Canadian t.v. viewer who was affected by the shutdown of a certain site, be aware that CTV streams Pushing Daisies, and it's a little annoying to get stuck with the commercials but it is fast and relatively good quality.
It's been a while now that I've wanted a place all my own - a space to be in that truly forreal belongs to me, something I can paint, where I get to choose the kitchen cabinets.
I have this love of little houses, turtle's back houses - the kind where it belongs to you and not the other way around. You can find them around - the little house-in-progress over at greenkitchen appeals greatly, I'm also very fond of the tumbleweed tiny houses - I covet the weebee in particular.
But, it seems, it is not yet time to have a house of my own, I have a lot to do yet before I can settle down in one space and take up a mortgage (although I should point out that some of the tumbleweeds are, essentially, mobile homes so that solves half the problem, at least). Yet I still want that space to decorate, the little house that's mine all mine.
It's not exactly the same but I think it's a start. I have so many ideas for decorations - I should mention that asking your friends to save bottlecaps so that you might make tiny pies is a surefire way to get some weird looks. I do love the idea of ClubLittleHouse, but I think that I'd rather sit back and watch.
Today is a day for quiet, for hot drinks, for curling up on the couch and watching
Oh. And since the pear post, I've continued to find pears showing up in my life. A knitted pear at pea soup, and other examples of stitched pears via cherry tomato and daciaray. I also want to see if I can find one of those balloons that will allow you to blow up the neck and then try some papier-maché over it.
But for now the couch calls. Fairy tales for grownups and a snuggly blanket.
