Late last night Mack and I got back from our trip to Texas for my friends wedding. Lots of stories to come about the weekend (like the whole wedding party almost eating boat deck when a strong wave hit during the ceremony) but in the meantime: get a taste of a Texas wedding!
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I admit that I tend to let my desk get over-run with random crap all of the time. It’s the easiest place to simply throw stuff that I need sometime in the future but not immediately. Lately it’s been particularly bad with the move and putting stuff there.
But seriously, let’s have a breakdown of all the crap that is currently on my desk.
A) Colored pencils since my sketches must be ~full of color~ I decided.
B) Piles of books and magazines. Right now the stack includes “The AdSense Code“, “No One Cares What You Had for Lunch“, “The 4-Hour Work Week: Expanded and Updated“, and “The Photography Bible“.
C) My old cellphone and charger.
D) Dual monitor that is hooked up to my main laptop.
E) Headphones and other connecting wires.
F) My Nikon D90 (and now my Panasonic since I just downloaded all my pictures pre-trip to my friends wedding)
G) Apple related chords.
H) Piece of paper I write random notes on. This particular piece was devoted to airline ticket prices!
I) My laptop.
J) Keyboard!
K) Mouse pad and mouse
L) Let’s see, I have scrap paper with bill due dates, a prescription, 2 business cards, and another random scrap piece of paper with notes.
M) External monitor which hooks to the tower which is where I process all my photos.
N) USB jump drive
O) Glass of water. Usually you’ll find a glass or two of some sort of liquid on my desk.
P) My cell phone is usually hidden under papers somewhere. That day it was placed out in the open. Go figure!
Q) Notebook and sketchpad.
R) Work laptop which I still do contract work on for my old company.
S) Empty CD case. Don’t know why, but there you go.
Since this photo was taken I’ve amassed even more stuff on my desk and am at a seriously dangerous level of “I might be buried alive”.
So, Internet, make me feel better about how dirty my desk it and post and link pictures of your desks!
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I think it can pretty much go without saying that Mack and his sister Emily know a lot about the most random stuff ever imagined. It’s endlessly amusing when the two of them come together for a period of time and get talking. I kid you not: my brother once got a text from me saying “they’re now talking about pots and pans from the 1950s… and I’m stuck in the back of the car having to listen to it.”
… and Mack just informed me it’s Pyrex Cookware.
My point remains.
They’re really smart so it makes them harder to tune out
The women in Mack’s family are really good at gardening and have a real passion for it. Their passion and skills are so impressive that they make a lazy sloth like me who seriously dislikes dirt go ‘Huh, you know, I really want to have a garden someday.’ Especially when Mack and his sister get in long discussions about organic foods and the art of growing your own “farm fresh” vegetables.
Cue a few weekends ago.
Mack and I are in the process of looking into renting a house which is a process and a half. Plus, it’s been a year since we’ve moved and those of you who know us know we make a yearly habit of moving. For those of you just “met me” can read category of “moving” or the months of June and July 2008 to know we are insane and obviously love the stress. I bring up this fact since, as many you gardeners would point out, a few weeks back (and even now) is like the prime time to get our planting on.
What are these twenty-somethings to do?
After doing some extensive research Mack found that the best solution for our problem would be the Earthbox. Now, we could have ordered this product which has raves reviews but you know what? We’re impatient and cheap so decided it would be fun to try out making our own version of the Earthbox. Of course there is plenty of websites out there devoted to making them and guess what? WhoahGirl just became another one.
You lucky people!
While I will go into more detail in a more extensive post here I’ll give you more background as to the preparation, the effort that went into it, and why I was on photography duty since for some reason Mack doesn’t trust me with a box cutter.
First off it required a trip to a store where we could find a lot of our supplies (the tote, soil, etc). Unfortunately the place we decided would be the best solution would be Walmart. Mack and I have very mixed feelings about Walmart since the last few times we went there while still living in Florida everything we bought came broken. Like, it would be understandable if one bookshelf unit had damage on it but three? And a broken lamp straight off the bat? Needless to say we tended to avoid Walmart like the plague unless I was in a mood to do some people watching and enjoy the people of walmart.
What can I say? We were feeling frisky and cheap that particular Saturday. And boy, did we have fun when we hit the gardening center.
After the joy and frustration of being at Walmart (where I ended up wandering to the “entertainment center” to calm down since DVDs always have that affect on me) we went over to Home Depot. This, of course, saved Mack the effort of teasing me of how I pronounce “Lowe’s” as “LOLS!”
Two art degrees. Remember that.
Now, when it comes to “Home Improvement” I think it’s pretty safe to say that the only thing safe for me to handle would be painting the walls. Maybe. One time Mack came back to Florida from a trip and found that I had tried to build one of the shelving units and done so wrong. Three times. I don’t like reading instructions which is probably why I’m still learning how to work my Nikon D90.
I’m stubborn. I think you already knew that though.
Back to Home Depot: we went into the lumber department since we needed to get some wood “legs” for this contraption of earthy goodness. Finally, after finding a long thing of wood (I’m so technical) we were able to find an associate to cut the wood. Unfortunately he misheard Mack and cut a few pieces to the wrong size which caused him to have to start over with the right measurements. By this point Mack and I were more amused that we saw the “security code” to start the machine which was far from a secure four-digit number. As the associate cut the pieces to the right side I decided to walk around (since I hate standing in one place for too long) the huge oasis of Home Improvement in search of piping for the boxes.
Once the wood pieces were cut Mack and I managed to track each other down and found an associate to cut the pipping. Now, this part is truly frightening to the girl who attempted to cut off her finger with a razor: the associate pulled out a saw and just started cutting the pieces right there in the middle of the aisle! I held back flinching, expecting a limb to fall off, while Mack and the associate just went to town on the pipe cutting the three pieces to exact size. After all this was done and paid for we headed home with our supplies and a feeling of excitement of starting a garden.
Next post: the actual building of the Earth box by Mack since, let’s be honest: I hung back and took pictures. I like my limbs where they are, thank you very much.
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