Saturday, September 18, 2010

Still Some of the Best Advice I've Heard

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t
.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t
, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
own..

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out
.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen

Baz Lurmann


PS. I graduated the year after this song came out. (Class of '00!) Class of '99 used this as their grad song.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

New listings!

I've been really bad about posting my new listings on my blog! Here is everything I've listed in the past while!

Treasuries!

Made three fan-tabulous treasuries today, if I do say so myself! I'm feeling lazy, so here are the links if you want to check them out:

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4c880a8f9b0a8eef92edd56b/golden-afternoon#4c8830db9b0a8eef00a7e26b

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4c88014c1c9e8eef0c7e889d/turquoise-and-red#4c8830df9b0a8eef61a8e26b

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4c87fa2e1c9e8eeffa3e869d/cranberry-and-muted-green#4c8830ea65946d913350d70e
This one was made using the pushpins by the fabulous MarissaPieces as a starting point.

So many people have told me how happy they were to be featured. It makes me so, so happy to make others happy. Today has been a good day.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

The Ongoing Bathroom Saga

I've told you about my bathroom no longer having a roof (and what happened to me as a result, darn ribs!). Let me tell you what's been happening her the past couple of days.

We received a notice Wednesday night that the building we live in will be painted, starting Thursday. This is a good thing as the building is about 60 years old and was looking run down on the outside (mostly very, very dirty). What we didn't realize was that they were going to be painting by spraying the building and, as a result, the windows (and doors, and vents and outside lights, etc.) needed to be covered up. The painters taped up all the windows of the building Thursday afternoon... and left. It was hot outside (for September). It got really hot inside. Thursday night it got to about 30 degrees Celsius inside before my husband, in desperation, took a big knife to the plastic and slit it open out of desperation. It was required. Of course, we had to tape it back up Friday morning when the painters came back.

Friday was bad. I left for a while but I needed to be back because a gentleman was coming into our suite to start repairing the roof. Finally, yay! Didn't get much done but it was a start. Before he left, he assured me the plastic would be down by the evening and it was, thankfully.

Today, after a couple hours work, we finally got our bathroom back. So happy! They put in a drop ceiling, which I thought was weird for a bathroom, but as long as it doesn't go moldy and make us sick, I don't care. Of course, it was a mess (dust everywhere) so I cleaned it - top to bottom- which, with a cracked rib, wasn't fun let me tell you! But it was Necessary so it had to be done.

I have a bathroom, with a roof, again. No more exposed pipes, dusty floorboards, or insulation to stare at while, ahem, on the loo. No more need for 5 minute, lightning fast showers. I can have a bath. Actually... Hmm... That's a good idea.

Night all. Off to get reacquainted with my bubble bath.