I should start every post with “I went to NY yesterday, ” because that’s basically my work life these days. It feels that way, anyway.
I know that some people feel energized and alive in the city, but not me. I feel overwhelmed and overstimulated and overcrowded. I like space and quiet, clearly not a city mouse.
Yesterday was especially bad because it was 1. a Monday, 2. FREEZING(!), 3. a long day, 4. dark before I even got home. By the time I got home, Tom had already fed the boys dinner and Littlest and I headed right back out for karate. I was all kinds of frazzled by the time I got home again (officially) for the day. Le sigh.
But on to more fun things…
Our weekend was reaallllly fun! Last week, I made a resolution to spend the weekend doing enjoyable things and not worry so much about the day to day drudgery.
On Friday, we went with some friends to a party at an antique gallery. It’s hard to describe this place but I will try. It’s basically a huge, huge space filled with art and artifacts from around the world. There just happened to be a display on embroidery and veils. It was sooooo cool.
Check out this little gem about a woman’s value being determined by her ability to embroider. We’d be totally valuable in Central Asian tribal culture, right?!
The garments were seriously out of this world. I, of course, was drawn to the ones that were done in cross stitch.
Look at that! Actual cross stitches!
Seriously! Cross stitched!
Can you believe that women made these… by hand… a long time ago… with no artificial light… and limited supplies? My mind was blown.
There were big cool wall embroideries too. Why can’t I be that free and creative? I am officially inspired.
Tom was not as interested in the embroidery as I was. He wandered over to look at the paintings.
Artistic people being arty.
There was music! And food! And people breaking out in spontaneous dance! It was a neat change from our suburban life.
Saturday we went out AGAIN! Can you believe it? We tried a new Mexican place. I ordered the steak fajitas. Is it just me, or do you agree that the whole point of fajitas is when they bring out the sizzling skillet and everyone looks at you wishing that THEY had ordered the fajitas because the smell is just out-of-this-world delicious? Needless to say, I was mighty disappointed when my fajitas came out ON A PLATE. NO SIZZLING. NO SMOKING. They were still delicious, but BLAH. ON A PLATE. What’s the point?
Sunday I went to a fabulous outdoor market with Stephanie! It was cold, but fun. See? NO DRUDGERY, just FUN! Unfortunately, now we have no groceries or food or clean clothes for the week, but it was WORTH IT!