e_juliana: (yum!)
Went to the Ferry Building Farmer's Market today. The haul:

Torpedo onions
Sweet yams
Buffalo mozzarella (from Cowgirl Creamery)
Cherries (which are already gone)

I'm growing basil and parsley at home - I was thinking of baking some basil focaccia tonight (an act of hubris in my nabe), and sauteeing the morels in butter with the tops of the torpedo onions. Maybe the artichoke tonight, too.

Tomorrow, insalata caprese, cod, and a yam-and-onion bake. Nom nom nom nom.

There were also sweetpeas at the market, which made me think of [livejournal.com profile] jonquil. They smelled quite heavenly.

I also have to figure how best to deal with the rose I bought from Uncommon Rose - again, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] jonquil. I know I'll need to repot it, but what's the best way? How do I not kill it? How do I keep it alive in my light well in a pot? Yipes! Thank goodness there's a gardening store near me. They'll be hearing from me on Saturday.

I love California. I love the incessant growing season, the relaxation, the produce. So nice.


Aug. 18th, 2006 10:12 am
e_juliana: (je suis une rock star)
So, I need new shoes. Specifically, I need new work shoes for the restaurant. I'm currently wearing wedge espadrilles to work in, and even though they're high, they're comfy as hell - up until I take them off, and then my feet hurt. But my feet are constructed so that I need at least an inch heel to be truly comfortable, especially if I'll be on my feet for a while. Either that, or I need to be in super-cushy boots.

I've been saying that if/when I get a real bar job, I'll get myself a pair of 20-eyelet Docs. I think I might have to move that timeline up a bit, even though I don't quite have the money to do so. I can feel the damage starting in my Achilles already.

So. I need a black boot that goes to at least mid-calf, that will work with a skirt or with pants (I wear a skirt at the restaurant). I need: a bit of a heel or room to put orthotics in, a wide toebox, a thick & cushy sole, and room for my large calves. Also, durable leather or other fabric, because I spill beer & sangria all. the. time.

I kind of like these Docs, especially the zip bit, but I'm afraid that the loose leather will bunch unattractively around my ankles.

These intrigue me, and I know a lot of people who like Harley boots, but I fear the narrowness of the toebox.

Hmmmmm. I like the look, but I'd really need to try it on.

I really like these, but the suede is a no-go.

I wonder if these would work. The calf is probably too small. Bugger.

I could always get the 14-eyelet Docs.

Or maybe I should just give and order the 20-eyelets. These even have a side zip, which is quite useful when one is tired after 7+ hours on one's feet.

These are the female version of the boots most of my guy bartender friends wear.

Hrm. Maybe I should just wait a month or so, until 1) I know what's going on with the restaurant and 2) I get back from Vegas (whee! Yay [livejournal.com profile] la_perkins' birthday!). But waaaaaaaaaant.

(Need a shoooooz icon. Or perhaps a booooooooots icon.)


Mar. 28th, 2006 12:13 pm
e_juliana: (carson naked)
Okay, so it's a month before I can get my iPod nano, but I'm still super-excited about the concept. I'm debating between the 2Gb and the 4Gb.

See, I need something to keep me entertained/distracted whilst running. I've not been running much at all. I'm getting better - I'm running about twice a week now. I need to be even better. It's not that I love running, though there are days when it's play, but I do love the feeling of accomplishment afterwards. Since I’m not training for a marathon, each run is about 3 - 4 miles. Once I get my iPod, I’ll probably start running longer again. I got lazy – the treadmill made running easy - no worries about the weather and I could watch a movie or TV shows. No room for a treadmill at my place, and no money for a gym. So, outside and an iPod.

Plus, the iPod will be nice for the days I'm wandering around town and for the mile walk into and out of work. So, yay iPod!

I salute you, my soon-to-be tiny black overlord.
e_juliana: (comedy sheep!)
I'm wearing one of my favorite skirts today - a grey skirt that hits mid-thigh. It shows off my legs, but isn't slutty. It did, however, get me thinking about how I love dark grey clothing even more than black. A steel-grey silk longcoat would be perfect for me (oooh, maybe in duponi), except that grey threatens to wash me out, even more than my beloved black does.

This got me thinking as to how a shade could threaten me, all "Raaaar" and "I will make you look pale and sickly, puny human!" Then my skin would go "Alors! To zee barricades! Zee melanin must be in zee feerst row! Protect zee complexion!"

And then I thought that I am, quite possibly, insane. However, it does amuse me to think of my complexion as having a French accent. I can see myself saying, "Complexion! Look more alive, please, we are going to a gala affair tonight." Complexion, lounging moodily with a glass of wine would respond, "But I am le tired. Oh, very well, we shall look pretty, but I weel pout ze entire time."

Yes, most definitely insane.


Jul. 29th, 2005 10:06 am
e_juliana: (impulse)
(Heh. Meant to post this yesterday, but work has a way of pulling me away from things that really matter. I have ordered the boots, by the way. I love Zappo's.)

So. I have announced my intention to return to dressing like a rock star. Problem is, this requires shopping. Most of my old rock star clothes are for the body I had 3 years ago, and that is not the body I have now. The weight I regained after dropping down to Scary Skinny Weight didn't go back to its old stomping grounds. Grumble. So - shopping! Internet shopping is quite fun, as long as you know what you're looking for. I have issues with clothes-buying sight-unseen, but some days that's the best way. Onward and upward.

I started my day by finding out that the Caterpillar Disclosure boots that I so adore are still on half-off at Zappo's. I think I have to get them tomorrow.

I love the Steve Madden Bombers with a burning passion, but I would not be able to walk properly in them. Steve! Give us the punk-rock shoes with thick heels! They can be sky-high, they just need to be a width that can support a human that weighs over 100 pounds. If that shoe had a 1/2 inch thick heel, I'd be seriously considering it, $99 price and all.

The Steve Madden Valet mules are very cute, but I don't deal with mules well.

Mmmmm, the rsvp Marcias are fun.

I know it's not very rockstar or gothy of me, but I don't like pointypointy shoes (I'm more favorable disposed to pointy boots). I've got wide feet and long toes, and those generally do not mesh well with the pointy. Still, I like looking at the Steve Madden Baracuda.

A good example of the fun pointy-toe boot: Steve Madden Metallic. Still wouldn't wear it, but it's close.

I like the Sudini Janna II. Almost mod, very nice.

I have these boots. I call them my Bitch Boots.

Then again, these Paloma 2400s are Mega-Bitch Boots.

Is it wrong that I really want a pair of Dr. Scholl's?

Ooooooh. wink*'s Emilio-05. Those might be a good replacement for my Most Favored High-Heeled Sandals.

And these would be a good replacement for my Most Favored Boots.

Aiiiiieeeee. flail NaNa Kei Love these. Want these. Must have these.

Indigo by Clarks - Tease. Very nice boot.

I do love the Fluevogs, especially the Maxi BondGirl.

Shoe that made me go "WTF, Mate?"


Mar. 3rd, 2005 09:53 am
e_juliana: (fucked-up girl)
Damn, I am exhausted. I haven't the faintest idea why I am so wiped out, but I am and have been so for a while. Maybe it's March, maybe I've been pushing myself too hard. I don't know. (Although if I've been pushing myself too hard, this does not bode well for marathon training.)

Note to the general public: not every shopping experience in Minnesota has to be a mall. Yes, we've been a retail-driven economy for a while, but that doesn't mean everything has to be in a mall or a mall-like atmosphere. Given all of that, here's a neat article on skyway shopping in Minneapolis, mostly focused on the Investor's Building (which I travel through every workday).

Why I love the Manolo: the Manolo he is all, meh, the boat of the Manolo they do not float.

Saw Pericles last night. I find myself suffering from the same reticence that my authorial brethren tend to undergo when commenting on novels they have read. Twin Cities theater is a small community, and anything I put up on the Interweb may come back to haunt me. I did find the production to be a good one, but I do have some criticisms and problems with the execution. We shall see if I get over my shyness.

Last weekend of Measure For Measure. Le phew. It's been a wonderful experience, but I am ready for it to be done. Project-driven or ADHD? You decide. (Actually, I tend to think that the current mania for ADHD diagnoses reflect a larger shift in our culture than in our biology. If you think about it, a scattered focus would allow our hunting-and-gathering ancestors to be more likely to sense danger or an opportunity for food, much more than a single, narrow focus would. I'm no anthropologist or sociologist, so take what I have to say with a generous helping of salt. Given that, I think I'm on to something here.)

I am mentally floating the idea of going in for the general Guthrie auditions in mid-March. I would be more apt to if I actually had a decent headshot.

Finally, my maternal grandparents are celebrating their 60th anniversary today. Happy Anniversary, Grandma & Grandpa. I love you.
e_juliana: (impulse)
Arrrr, matey. The sky be a'drippin'.

Seriously, the only way it could be better is if it was the Calico Jack.

I just emailed Z and suggested we redecorate our bathroom with piratical booty. He seems less than enthused. Arrrrr.


Jan. 9th, 2005 12:11 pm
e_juliana: (b&w)
I think that is my new favorite word. Yay!

So, um, yeah. Have had to go back on the Percoset. Not much, just 1/2 every 8 hours or so, but enough. Hopefully, this will ease up once I get my root canal done and/or the absolute bone-fucking-chilling cold goes away. It's said that it's supposed to be 30 degrees today. I haven't stepped foot outside yet to check.

Friday, Z and I went to the opening of Theatre In The Round's Two Rooms. Damn. Just, damn. So very good, and powerful, and heart-wrenching, and guh. It's by Lee Blessing, who so often expresses hard and difficult things in the purest way possible. From the Pioneer Press review.... )

It's just so good. If you're in the area, check it out. ([livejournal.com profile] envoy - Ari Hoptman plays the husband.)

We went out afterwards with friends who were at (or in) the show, which was good. I've not had the strength to go out much, and being married to the biggest of social butterflies there is has been difficult the past few months. Sitting in non-smoking greatly helped my endurance. I can't wait for the smoking ban. I know this puts me squarely on the other side of the fence from a lot of friends (most of whom are smokers), but I really don't care.

Let's see - what else? Oh, yes. Saturday was the Day of Creepy Shopping. I dropped Z off at work and decided to go shopping after I stopped in to visit a friend's cat (we're catsitting, and she's so damn cute. She groomed my hair for a while). Don't know why I ended up at HarMar Mall, but I figured it was a chance to go in to their Marshall's and see if they had the Chinese brocade jacket that I love. They didn't, but I now know that Alton Brown will be at the HarMar mall on January 22. I may have to go. Even though HarMar is one of the creepiest, weirdest places I've been in a long while. I can't really describe it. Then I wandered into a Target that was closing down the next day, so it had about 1/4 of the fixtures up and 1/5 of the merchandise. I was wandering across acres of red carpet with nary a cheap T-shirt to be seen. Oddness.

Then there was just the usual ookiness of shopping in a mall (Rosedale). I looked for pants for Z - side note: why do they put the Big & Tall pants closest to the floor? Hello? Big: probably has a harder time bending down, and Tall: freakin' tall, people! Why must you do that to them? - but didn't find any. Found some costume possibilities for me in Measure For Measure.

After all of the excitement, I had to go home and nap. For three hours. And then go fetch Z from work. We ended up staying and drinking at the Market, which was good, since he (and Dave) ended up having to hop behind the bar to help Margo out when it became like unto a madhouse. By the time we got home, all either of wanted to do was sleep. So we did.

And now I'm up, and he's still snoozing, and I can't get the gumption up to hop on the treadmill. Not much planned for tonight. He's got Measure rehearsals, and I've got.... nada. Kewl.

Two Rooms is still percolating in my head, turning over thoughts of war and desperation and what being American means and how truly fucked this country is. Ye gods, we're a short-sighted species. [/obvious platitude]
e_juliana: (just happy)
I'm looking forward to a weekend where I don't have to do anything. I don't have to run. I don't have to go up to St. Cloud. I don't have to plan anything.

We are going to two shows, Pygmalion at the Guthrie tonight (free!) and Flags at Mixed Blood tomorrow (also free!!). However, these are non-stressful things, especially because they are free!

Zach and I took an hour and a half walk last night. Nothing too strenous, mostly strolling, but it was good to get out and move. We walked down to Hennepin and Lake, over to Lyndale, and then back up, with a stop in Cheapo and Sebastian Joe's. Z got more music for Measure For Measure at Cheapo, and I got two Pink albums. bounce I lurve Pink, and not just because I am exactly in her range. Her abs are also kick-ass. What? I can be shallow...

Pardon while I squee over a couple bands that I love: Scissor Sisters and The Killers. Z & I missed both bands when they came through the Cities last year, due to (as usual) performances. However, the Scissor Sisters are coming back through in December, and the only show we've got is one we've directed, so we're free to go see them. Yay!!

Scissor Sisters are... well... they sound a lot like early Elton John, there's one very Pink Floyd-esque song on their album, there's a cover of a Pink Floyd song that makes me just gleeful... They are very eclectic and poppy, and quite fun to listen to.

The Killers are sort of a Duran Duran meets the Cure meets... well, you get the idea. Very Brit-esque 80s guitar-driven pop. Fun.

That's something that drives most of my musical choices, actually - fun. Glenn Gould had fun with Bach. Carmina Burana is fun to listen to. I can dance to most of my music, and that is fun. I've never bought into anything that has required me to be dead serious all the time, be it mope-y goth or uber-pretentious arthouse. Mergh.

OMG!!! 9 minutes to go until I can leave work!! I won't survive......
e_juliana: (elusive)
Did we know about this place? Victorian Trading Co.??? If not, why not? I am now in love with this tiara. Yes.

Ahem. Panicking about various schedule and time and yeargh. Unfortunately, none of the involved things are negotiable.

So far, my compromise consists of downgrading my marathon training program from "Intermediate" to "Beginner", with the caveat that I will run more if I can and have the time. We'll see.

"I've got my Fringe show to plan, my wedding to arrange, my marathon to train for, and Guilder to frame for it. I'm swamped."


Mar. 6th, 2003 05:24 pm
e_juliana: (Default)
I love going to my co-op. Even when I'm not in a mood to deal with people (which is often), it's so nice to step in and see fellow shoppers who know each other, my friends behind the desk, and all of the lovely food.

Damn. I forgot the marzipan.


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