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June 30, 2009
June 27, 2009
Ode to Saturday...
Oh, Saturday!
I've missed you so.
You're my favorite day.
Please don't ever go.
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In other news... I woke up to this:
I have nothing done. I haven't even thought about doing anything. I should at least get started on thinking about what to pack, but I'm kind of stuck there until/unless we know what car/cars we're bringing. Should probably start there. :P
June 24, 2009
June 15, 2009
Got my custom skin for the macbook pro today
It took forever to get here (nearly a month) but it was worth it. I love it!
June 14, 2009
June 12, 2009
Amazon.com, Siren of the Internet
It's no secret that I love shopping. I don't think anyone would be surprised to learn that I love online shopping. Particularly online shopping at Amazon.com with my handy Amazon Prime membership. Oh internet, whatever did we do before your wondrous bounty of high quality, name brand goods shipped straight to our door in two days for one low annual fee?
I do a lot of shopping on Amazon. For the amount of time it takes me to wait until I have enough errands to make it worth going out for something, I can already have whatever it is I'm wanting at my door! Amazon Prime really is the best thing since... ANYTHING. Okay, maybe not since the airplane...or modern medicine or... all that other stuff that's of more value than efficient internet shipping, bu it's still pretty high up there, darn it!
Sometimes you have to watch it, though. Because that two day shipping is only worth a darn if they actually have the product you're wanting to buy. If they don't... well it still might take one to two months to get that super fun card game you wanted to share with your family next month at the beach.
Et tu, Amazon? Amazon + Prime + One-Click Shopping is truly the siren song of the internet. But be careful, lest your hopes of speedy retail goods direct to your door faster than your lazy butt can get off the sofa to go get them in *gasp* the real world be dashed on the rocks of backordered or non-existent inventory!
I see a trip to Target in my future.
I see a trip to Target in my future.
June 07, 2009
Sage's Furniture and Standing the Test of Time
I watched The Lake House tonight. It got me thinking about the passage of time. I'll admit that it doesn't take much to get me thinking about the passage of time.
It made me think of Sage's furniture. That's not really as strange as it sounds. Sage's furniture is over thirty years old. It used to be mine. When my brother and I were very little my grandfather bought a set of bedroom furniture for each of us. It was his gift to my parents. He wanted it to last a very long time, so he bought sturdy, handmade furniture.
I've had the set my entire life. If I think about it, I can remember the stages of my life through the contents of those shelves, cabinets and drawers. I remember being Sage's age and keeping my treasures in it, just as she does now. Keeping a jar of sea shells on it, just as she does now. I remember keeping my favorite books in the book case, just as she does now. I remember how those books changed as I grew older, just as Sage's have. I remember how the drawers I kept my clothes in fit fewer and fewer things as I got bigger and grew from a pre-teen to a teen and then an adult. I remember taking the furniture with me when I finally left home. I remember when Derik and I got married it was the only really nice furniture we had. I remember finding and staining the new drawer pulls because the old ones were so worn and loose they couldn't be repaired. I remember finally buying my own really nice bedroom furniture and replacing Sage's mismatched hand-me-downs with the set I'd grown up with.
I sat here thinking about the passage of time and remembering the course of my life through this furniture. How I can remember so many similar events through the course of Sage's life so far through that same furniture. I can almost look down the path of her life and see her through my own memories. In thirty years, maybe I'll be thinking of my granddaughter and admiring her treasures in it. Sage will be admiring her own daughter's books, and trophies, and watching her clothes slowly outgrowing the space with the same wistfulness. In sixty years that furniture will be nearly a hundred years old and might contain my great-granddaughter's things. Then it will have held the memories and treasures of four generations of my family and it will truly be a family heirloom.
I don't think I ever realized what a gift it was before today, but I understand now something my grandfather did before he died. My grandfather was very sick the last few years of his life, but he insisted on making every one of his children and grandchildren a piece of furniture. He made each piece himself. He took a great deal of care in making them and delivering them personally. It was very important to him that he do this. He made me an office hutch -- a beautiful desk with cubby drawers and a cabinet over it. He also made each of the ladies a jewelry box and each of the men a valet. He made them so that they would stand the test of time, carry his own memories of making them, and our memories of using them, forward through each generation. He made them so that we could remember him in the past, he could consider us in the future, and both could be contained in the present. And it worked.
June 06, 2009
Charlotte likes to play with sage's toys
She did have her head on it but she moved when I went to take the picture.
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