Damn tricks of fate...

As a general rule, I really hate being lazy. It's not that I begrudge others their laziness. Just me, personally. Lazy Mary is also Bored Mary.

But here's the rub: more then I hate my own laziness, I really really REALLY despise a lack of choice in that department. Because, of course, when I am sick, like now for example, I have no control over my motivationlessness (is that even a word?).

I had things planned for today. I was going to pack for the week and for the move back to school. I was going to properly celebrate my little brother's birthday. I was... oh, wait, I'm still going to have to go to work. Anyway, point made, right?

Laziness/Illness does a number on a gal's creative thought process. Therefore, do not expect much artistic insight for a while. My humblest apologies.

Unique Kitchen Decor

You like?

It's going in my kitchen in (can you believe it?) TEN DAYS.

The idea came from a very similar piece of art I found online (ffffound.com eats my life, I swear). Originally, I thought I'd just get the one I found blown up and printed, but it would have been something crazy, like twelve bucks.

Anyway, I decided I could save money and do better with my own interpretation. TA DA!

Debating on whether or not I want to frame it. Things tend to look messy without frames, especially in places like kitchens, but I really don't want to spend the twelve dollars I just saved on not having it printed instead on a frame that may or may not fit.

And out comes the tape measure and a visit to amazon.com.

Silly Mary...

I know, I know... nothing for weeks at a time and suddenly twice in one day. I'm sporadic and awful, I know. :P

Anyway, I had a marvelous evening and felt the need to share it.

Stopped by A.C. Moore to pick up a delightful compartment box for stage management this fall. Did I mention I was a stage manager? I must have. Anyway, this box is beautiful. It can hold everything and is still about a quarter of the size Nick's was, which gives me an odd sense of pride, that I am fully able to consolidate. No offense, Nick. Your SM kit was godly, I promise.

Pretty, huh? It's just my style, and I don't care if anyone says SM kits absolutely have to be black. I disagree. Kate's was yellow if I remember correctly.

As for the rest of my evening, "Roman Holiday". I've seen the ending dozens of times, but not so much the beginning. I watched the first half hour, made myself a cup of tea (black spice, which I really love), and watched the ending anyway. It was fabulous. Did you know it was Audrey Hepburn's first leading role in a motion picture? Originally, the producers wanted either Elizabeth Taylor or Jean Simmons, who were much more well-known at the time, because so few had heard of Audrey, who'd only had any fame because of "Gigi" on Broadway. Just a little trivia. ;-)

Bloggers Who Love Food

I saw "Julie and Julia" last night. It was adorable.

As a matter of fact, it got me thinking about cooking. Not that I cook everyday. Not when Dad has a recipe straight out of his "Food and Wine" catalogue collection that he'd rather make for dinner (and I can hardly blame him). However, you can bet I'll be cooking anything within reach (and within reasonable price range) once I move into my kitchen-equiped apartment next week (holy shit, I move in next week... THANK GOD).

Anyway, I do really love to cook. Not quite so big on the French food unless it's pastries. Actually, come to think of it, most of the cooking I do is actually baking. All day, I have been thinking about cakes.

Ever seen the show "Ace of Cakes"? Hunt it down, bask in its glory, delight in its delectability. I was thinking along those lines today. I could do that. Make cakes with ridiculous layers and impossible colors. I'm pretty good at decorating things.

I'll write more on the subject once I've acheived baked perfection.

memories that remain (however unexpected)

My brother Henry and I went for a bike ride downtown today. The intended destinations were the library and Piccomolo (the best gelato you can find in the state of Virginia - I don't care what anyone else says), so I figured a bag to carry my wallet and books would be wise.

After digging my brown messenger bag out of the pile of things I haven't touched since coming home in May, I emptied it to find the following:

- my sketchbook from "Fundamentals of Theatrical Design" (more commonly referred to as "fundies" by most theater students) class from last semester
- a blue bic lighter
- several Studio show programs
- my "love, luck, wish" necklace (I knew I hadn't left it at Jake's)
- one of my external harddrives
- my copy of the dorm checkout list
AND (my personal favorite)
- a "to do" list Emma must have written MONTHS ago in the green room

The "to do" list is my favorite because it recommends such activities as:
- steal shit
- teepee Corey's house
- glitter Justin's apartment
- skinny dip
... among several others.

Dear Emma,
If you happen to read this, I think we need to accomplish all said tasks.
Please and Thank You,
<3 M