December 20th, 2007

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I can't leave well enough alone

 I’ve decided that I need to get moving on the disaster spaces in the house – namely the sewing room and the basement. They’re a perpetual nagging at the back of my mind. It’s just not acceptable that there are things that I can’t find. As an example, I have absolutely no idea where the tin snips are. I know we have a pair but I have no clue where they’re currently hiding. I realize that I’ve got the rest of my life to futz with the house, but the current state of those spaces is annoyingly unacceptable. I’m not talking about "perfect" or even "done." "Usable" is what I’m aiming for. The ability to root through the clutter and find the thing I want, as opposed to rooting through unopened, not yet unpacked boxes and thereby creating clutter while not finding the thing.
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Project

I've been threatening on here to dust off my drawing board and get some work done for over a year now.  I actually did back in November, but only just extracted the photos from my camera.  This is an indenture that I did for vynehornand her protoge.  The text is lettered twice on each side of the paper, upside down to each other.  Both parties sign both sides, and the copies are cut apart in a wavy or jagged line in between and each party keeps one.  That way if there are any disputes, the copies can be reunited to see if the cut edges match.  It's one of the coolest projects that I've worked on for a long time.
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And then...

...there was Howard.  This year's Yule "boar's head."  I think that Howard came out better than Norman did (last year's "boar's head.")  He's made with pie crust for skin, parsnips for tusks, radishes for eyes, and my French-Canadian Grandfather's torte de noel recipe for filling.  He was yummy.
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Riding to the event with him on my lap was a little nerve wracking.