The Squash Is In

But look at this tiny one...do you think there's even one bite of meat in it? I wonder if I can lure Max into trying it because of it's teeny tininess. Max loves tiny things. OOH, that reminds me: he ate three sungold tomatoes yesterday! Anyone who knows Max's eating habits will be suitably impressed.

There are a couple of pumpkins not pictured here because their vines haven't died back yet. Next year I hope to have a huge winter squash harvest. I have plenty of space to grow a huge bed of them. I just didn't have time to get it together this year since we were still settling in.

Notice how much bigger this space is than our current space? It's L-shaped. Where I'm standing to take this photograph is where my sewing area will be situated. I will keep most of my sewing supplies in the store-room to keep the actual store looking tidy. This is a great spot because I can see anyone coming in. We're keeping the gold color on the walls, but the other walls are white and we'll be painting those the Dustpan Alley Turquoise color. The floor will be red. Lots of color. If the gold ends up looking like puke with our other colors, we might change it. Normally I don't like this ochre type hue, but for some reason I'm really attracted to it right now.

One of the positive things about my blog reading yesterday was that I got some great inspiration for organizing my sewing space. When I'm working I don't like to worry about putting things away, I'm messy. But I like to have my space easy to clean up. A place for everything. People seem to be finding some great containers to put their annoying craft bits into, such as vintage canisters. It seemed to me that in Santa Rosa there wasn't a lot of good stuff in the thrift stores. I'm hoping it's better here. But also, my focus has changed. It used to be that I wasn't really interested in things that were newer than 1950. But now I have an appreciation for the 1960's too which opens up the possibilities more. Even (GASP!) some select 1970's things are appealing.

I guess it's like my assertion, in my late teens, that I hated Simon and Garfunkle and all the other music my parents listened to. I listened to music that had NOTHING in common with that kind of folky stuff. Tones On Tail, The Cure, Gary Numan, Grace Jones, Bauhaus, Sisters of Mercy. You get the picture. What's really makes me laugh at myself is that in the end, I can't listen to those bands anymore becuase they take me to a place that was really dark for me. To a time when I had a nervous breakdown (not because of the music). Now what I like to listen to is anything folksy. I love Simon And Garfunkle. Of course I also love swing music, old blues, and classical. But my main life soundtrack consists of a whole lot of folksy and traditional music from around the world. I'm sorry to say that bread dough (mine, anyway) doesn't like to rise to the sound of Dead Can Dance.

Wow, that was a huge conversational detour. The point is, my tastes continually evolve. I want to go thrift shopping for fabrics and containers. So I'm excited to go to a few places this coming week.

Counting points for weight watchers is kind of time consuming. At first. It's kind of like a puzzle too. Trying to figure out what the hell I can eat that will keep me within my point goal while also affording me a few beers every day. Actually, I'm trying to get myself to drink wine again. How did I become such a beer chick? Eventually I'd like to go back to only drinking on the week-ends or for social gatherings. It's been a long time since I've been capable of doing that. But for now, I'm just trying to cut down. Getting to bed earlier would really help.

In order to get to bed earlier, I have to make my bedroom into a place I actually want to be. It needs to be painted. I find white walls really unappealing, uninviting. We've finally decided on a color for the bedroom, wait for it: GREEN. So who's surprised? And yes, it's similar to the sage green all our bedrooms have been since the beginning of time. I was going to try to go for a different look. You know, shake things up a bit. Get color wild with blues and taupes...but in the end, I guess I find green (that type of green) inviting and soothing and pretty. So does Philip. When will we have time for this transformation? Probably in early 2009.

Yesterday while I was getting all crazy in the head at work, Max and Philip were doing art in the garage. Max made a little army base from the old kid-proofing outlet covers, drawer locks, and some strange stuff of philip's like the top of a plastic skull. I could tell that Philip really enjoyed doing that with Max. He even got the kid to help sweep the garage. I have to ask: what drugs was he giving the kid?