Too Many Hobbies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This past week or so I decided I needed to make more of an effort to devote time to myself; this includes self-maintainance such as working out or getting my nails done, or carving time out of each day for one of my hobbies, like knitting, gardening, reading, photography, blogging, etc..
Just writing that sentence makes it seem all too obvious that I have too many hobbies.
Anyway, I managed to cut my nails this week. (Not paint them. Not file them. Cut them.) But that was about it. Oh, and I actually did attend a four hour photography class, but I’ve had that planned since October so I’m not sure if that really counts.
The class was great; it covered the basics, which was was incredibly helpful. I walked out knowing exponentially more than I did before (as in, I know what ISO means) and I’m excited to take another class. Hopefully my newfound photography knowledge will develop into actual photography skills that I can share on this blog.
Half of these photos were taken before the class and half were taken after the class. I can totally tell the difference.
Alas, I’ve only managed to buy myself about 20 minutes of practice time in the last two days. Ellie has developed an awful case of eczema and she’s just miserable. I’ve been applying lotion and cortisone cream to her little body like crazy but it just seems to be getting worse. I’m going to try to get her in to see the doctor tomorrow. I hope they can do something to at least ease her discomfort.
In addition to Ellie’s fussiness, Sam has skipped his naps for the last three days, and Gabe is recovering from hernia surgery, so he can’t lift…or really even walk upright. Basically, I picked a bad time to focus on me.
Because we haven’t set up our office, my layout plans for our new raised beds, as well as my current knitting projects have spilled out into the dining room where they have taken up residence for the past week. Before every meal, we shove aside my laptop, camera, grid paper, gardening books and ¬†random double point needles to one side of the table so we can eat on the other side. It’s becoming tiresome but I have nowhere else to go. Gabe says the office will be our next “house project.” I can’t wait.

 

A Walk Through The Woods

A Walk Through The Woods

Gabe and I attended a Christmas Party last night and were out until the wee hours of the morning (okay, fine, we were home by 10:00PM), thus we had limited energy today. During Ellie’s morning nap we decided to take a walk through our woods. It’s pretty wet this time of year but warm, with day temperature reaching the mid-fifties. It’s perfect walking weather, when it’s not raining. 
We spent a few hours exploring the woods and walking though the pasture. With all the rain we’ve been having, it’s apparent we will have to do something to resolve the drainage issues we have in the middle of the pasture. Gabe thinks a man-made pond will solve the problem but I’m skeptical. A man-made pond is the equivalent to a large muddy hole in my mind. Plus, don’t they attract snakes?
After lunch, Sam took a long four hour nap, and Gabe, Ellie and I slept for a few hours in the afternoon. It was dark when I woke up and instead of scrambling to make dinner, Gabe picked up some Mexican food and we lit the Chanukah candles for the seventh night. Mexican take out is probably not the most traditional of Jewish meals but it was good and I didn’t have to do dishes. That’s a Chanukah miracle in itself. 

Party Like The Macabees

Party Like The Macabees

We are having a Chanukah party tomorrow evening and I am trying to get the house ready tonight because I’ll be too busy cooking tomorrow and won’t have time to clean or decorate. The night before a gathering I always regret inviting so many people due to the large amount of prep work. Still, I know once everyone arrives I’ll be glad I invited as many friends as I did, and I won’t care that my bathroom sink is covered in toothpaste or that my house is still littered with unpacked boxes. Friends don’t care what my house looks like, so I shouldn’t either.
That doesn’t mean I won’t scrub the toilet and sweep the floors. A girl’s gotta have standards, after all. 
And yes, that is a level and a toolbox resting smack dab in the middle of my Chanukah decor. Ugh. 

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