Weekend Wrap-Up and Wrist Warmers

After a birthday party this weekend involving much in the way of delicious, delicious face stuffing at May’s house, I found myself wandering around the kitchen this afternoon with no laundry to do, a sink empty of dishes, and a clean floor, bathroom, even rabbit cage. My usual Sunday afternoon Family Guy sit-fest, it would seem, was on hold in favour of some golf tournament or another. Well shit. It’s not like I’ve got a ton of other channels since I refuse to pay for cable, so after passing on the thrilling options of foreign news, some shitty cowboy family drama, a CSI knockoff and some right wing debate over American drinking ages, I decided to forgo the squawk box and get some cleaning detailing done.

I’ve got one of those apartments that are old, tiny, and shoddily put together. There are nooks and crannies you just can’t get into to clean, and the appliances are ancient. The gas stove has been here since who knows when, andI guess it’s been a while since anybody thought to clean around the splashguards behind the knobs. It’s normally the kind of q-tip and bleach job that I wouldn’t bother with in a place I plan to leave behind by the end of the year, but I was bored and it was grossing me out. An hour of the Fugees later and you can see the difference.

gross on the left, better on the right

gross on the left, better on the right

In other news, I blew my power out again. Stupid microwave-spaceheater combination gets me every time. But the last time the landlord was here, he mentioned that the lady at the laundromat downstairs has a key to the utility room underneath the building. So since the power was knocked out a few minutes before midnight, I just slept through the night and waited until morning to see if she indeed had this free pass out of an embarassing phone call. Microwave gravy over homemade poutine and enough battery power in the laptop to watch a few episodes of Family Guy kept me happy enough. I even ate by valentine-shaped chocolate scented candles.

In the morning I went down and convinced the weird old lady in this tiny dusty shop that I seriously just needed to flip the breakers back on and wasn’t trying to stash a body or something. When I got down there it seemed like I wasn’t too far off. I swear they could rent the place out by the hour to malevolent knife welding maniacs in search of a dark corner to stow a rolled up stained carpet.

"Hi, my name is Dr. Jason McKruegerMeyers. I live in a cellar with a dish of rat poison. Please come in."

"Hi, my name is Dr. Jason McKruegerMeyers. I live in a cellar with a dish of rat poison. Please come in."

But at least once I braved my way inside the technical aspects were easy to figure out – there are only four apartments, each with it’s own box clearly labelled, and a set of switches. One of mine was flipped, and so naturally I flipped it back up. Return the keys, climb back upstairs, and presto! I fixed my own power!

I also sold another pair of wrist warmers, although technically that wasn’t this weekend. I’m working on a shawl right now. I’ll have pics of that soon enough, as well as a super romantic project I’m working on for Josh for our anniversary. You’ll see that soon enough too, it’s March 11th! Holy crap, I can’t believe a year has gone by already.

Anyways, it’s taking me quite a while, but it’ll totally be worth it. In the meantime, here are some pics of the Orange Blossom wrist warmers.

oh so pretty!

oh so pretty!

cutest pair ever

cutest pair ever

That’s all for now, I have more stuff to get working on!

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12 Comments

  1. joanharvest said,

    February 24, 2009 at 4:10 am

    March 11th is when I get my total knee replacement. I will think of you and Josh as they wheel me into the operating room. I’m hoping I will be drugged up at that point so I may forget.

    I love the handwarmers. Very nice!!

    When I owned my store it was in an old building and the cellar was super creepy. I refused to go down there. It even creeped my Dad out and my Dad was scared of nothing.

    Keep up the beautiful work!

  2. Red said,

    February 24, 2009 at 6:00 am

    Oooh ! I nearly peed msyelf when i saw those.
    tooo fucking cute, auntie em .. too cute.
    and Looove the color!

  3. CuriousC said,

    February 24, 2009 at 7:38 pm

    Those wrist warmers are SOOO cool! wicked cool.

  4. Will said,

    February 24, 2009 at 7:51 pm

    Those are cool and….cute. Don’t tell anyone I said that. like clawless bear paws.

  5. duffboy said,

    February 24, 2009 at 9:26 pm

    Yeah, those wrist warmers are rockin’! You mislinked to the landlord lady post, gotta have that fixed. Congrats on the upcoming anniversary, hope you get anniversary matching tatoos 🙂

  6. javajunkee said,

    February 25, 2009 at 12:34 am

    Jason or Freddy would hang out in that stairwell. I can hear that ccchhhppphhhpppphhh sound playing from Jason. (sorry) 🙂

    and those gloves rock! I love them!

  7. Ginny said,

    February 25, 2009 at 5:30 am

    I have a crisper in the fridge that I’ve neglected for some time. Next time you’re bored…

  8. Emerald said,

    February 27, 2009 at 3:41 pm

    @ Joan: Good luck with your knee! I’ll probably get totally hooped that evening, which isn’t quite the same as being all drugged up, but perhaps close enough to woozy to remind myself – hey, Joan is having her knee done! I’ll send positive vibes your way.

    @ Red: That’s got to be the best reaction so far! I wish everyone peed themselves upon seeing my glorious work.

    @ CuriousC: Thanks, I thought so too! I’m really happy with the little flower, that’s what I was trying to do last time.

    @ Will: Oh, now I want to make wrist warmers for dudes with paw pads and claws! To the drawing board!!!

    @ Duffboy: D’oh! What the dealio, I linked straight from it! Ok, I’ll have to take a look, but the general story was that I painted my bunny-chewed walls mid-blackout in a neurotic effort to keep the landlord from kicking me out for ill-repair. Trauma, drama, and my wonky brain 😛

    @ JavaJunkee: Oh, you should have seen what Josh did the other night 😛 He sent me a Daria-version picture of a creepy scene from Donnie Darko and then put the phone up to his speakers to play Halloween music. And then he was surprised when I refused to listen to the next song he played, even though it was a cute one – just in case!

    @ Ginny: Ha! My fridge is so crappy it doesn’t even have a crisper. BTW, being a facebook stalker, have I told you how awesome I think your floors are? I know, bizarre right? I like floors. But yeah, I wouldn’t put it past me to have a total fridge-clean-a-thon day. If such a day occurs and I happen to be in your ‘hood, I’ll give you a shout 😉

  9. nursemyra said,

    February 28, 2009 at 2:50 am

    why is your creepy cellar such a beguiling shade of pink?

  10. David said,

    February 28, 2009 at 3:24 am

    Whoa, that IS a creepy cellar hole. And you DO know how to properly polish stove knobs. Nice work Emerald! I’ll let you and Josh spin all the knob jokes … Happy Anniversary! 🙂

  11. Romi said,

    February 28, 2009 at 4:27 pm

    Those wrist-warmers are super-cute and sexy, and oh my gosh your anniversary is just around the corner, I can’t wait to see this romantic project of yours!!! 🙂

    PS: I would shoot myself if forced to watch a cowboy family drama…lol

  12. Emerald said,

    March 2, 2009 at 2:36 pm

    @ NurseMyra: Honestly, I have no idea. It’s barftastic. And at least it’s just the one railing in the basement. That’s the colour my entire stairwell has been painted! It’s awful, I have to climb like five sets of hideous magenta stairs every day. They must be colour blind, it’s been the same atrocious shade for the almost three years I’ve lived here. I’ve even seen them repaint it! The same colour!

    @ David: Those two knobs alone took me like forty-five minutes. Which is how it should be – ZING! Mahahaha, Josh will love that.

    @ Romi: I know, right??? A YEAR!!! I don’t even know how that happened, it’s like I blinked! And yeah, the cowboy family drama was like, Wild Roses. What the hell man, seriously. What is that?


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