Very Exciting
There's something very exciting happening soon. At least, it is exciting in my very small world. The sheep and llama are getting sheared on Sunday! That means soon, very soon, there will be [very dirty] fleecey goodness! Then we get to find out how much it will cost to get it cleaned and carded, and then I will have more than I can ever spin. Some of which I will have to give back to the sheepies' owner when I am done with it, but I love me some naked sheeps!
Everyday Situations.
Been busy lately. I'm hosting a Mary Kay party on Saturday [yes, I know that sounds goonie, but it should actually be fun], then to Portland on Sunday to meet up with a friend I met through Craftster. Expect to see photos of that here [if I can convince her the camera isn't going to steal her soul.]
Mac posted not too long ago about how women have made it really hard for random men to give them sincere compliments without coming across as sleazy or out for a hook-up. I totally agree that it is tough, but one of the guys in my Women in Architecture class managed to do it yesterday. I was sitting with my laptop out, ready to take notes, and all of a sudden I hear the young man sitting kitty corner behind me say "Hey, that's a nice dragon." I turned around and he was grinning at me and asked if I had drawn the design myself. I said yes, and that it was almost five years old. He told me "well, it still looks great" and I said thanks. That was it. A really simple interchange, a really nice compliment, and I felt great for the rest of the afternoon. Now, if we could make a way for more of that to happen in life, things would be much happier in general.
On the Mend.
I am definitely on the mend. Whatever this is really wants to stick with me, but I'm feeling a lot better today. I'm continuing with a lot of sleep and plenty of fluids, and my voice is back again. I even made it through three days of classes last week!
Speaking of which, I'm pretty sure I hate one of my classes, but I can't drop it now. I'm at minimum for full-time course load, plus finishing up some work from last term, so if I drop a class I fall below full-time. Then this term would count against me with my student loan deferment. So, I have to tough out my feminazis in architecture class. I was really excited for it, until the first day when I showed up and realized that the art history class that I signed up for is really a womens and gender studies course. There's nothing wrong with that, but I'm not really interested in the way the professor offers the material. For instance, she talked about Marion Mahoney, and her husband Walter Burley Griffin. Marion Mahoney was the second woman to get a degree in architecture from MIT, and the first woman to hold an architectural license in Illinois. Mahoney then ended up working for Wright at his Oak Park studio and was responsible for a lot, if not most of the drawings that Wright used to promote his work. She also did a lot of design work in the studio, including the glass, furniture and other decorative items that went into Wright's homes. The professor didn't mention any of that in class. All that she mentioned was that Mahoney married Walter Burley Griffin [who had also worked for Wright] and that they worked together as a pair of architects. She also said that they were "definitely working in the Prairie School because they worked with someone who had trained in Louis Sullivan's firm." Um, yes, Wright did work for Sullivan, but since he was really the one to form the Prairie School, mighten their direct connection to him be more important than a secondary connection to Sullivan? Oy!
Yet Again.
TheBoy and I have been sick pretty much since we got home from Vegas. He's managed to go to work every day, and take care of me, because I have been flat out. If you know me, don't call for the next couple of days. I have pretty close to literally no voice at all. Anyway, we're sitting on the couch and he says to me "I have an idea for something I want to get you for your birthday but it won't be a surprise because they're showing commercials for it now." He wanted to buy me tickets to go see Ani DiFranco here in Eugene in August. Well, we have plans to go home to Maine in August, to see my family. Plane tickets bought and everything. And the Ani concert in Eugene is in the middle of the week we'll be gone. I have been just missing her concerts since 1998. That's 8 years in which every time she is near where I am, I am leaving or have plans that can not be changed. Oh well, there's always next summer if we're still in Eugene then. And really, my family is way better than a concert.