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I carried a large ceramic planter up three flights of stairs today, and boy are my arms tired.
[crickets]
Ciro is in Arizona, visiting his mom; he and his small blond traveling companion flew out this morning. I have a pale hope that I will manage to finally paint my office while he's gone; I have a bit of a track record for getting home projects done while he's elsewhere. Last trip, I reorganized the bookshelves, and the one before that I painted a mural the bathroom. The office is a much larger endeavor because it's still plaster and raw wood, so it's not "painting" - it's patching nail holes in the woodwork, then sanding rough spots down, then priming and painting everything including the ceiling, all of which requires disconnecting amble electrical cables and pulling awkward furniture away from the walls, then putting it back.
I can almost certainly not do this without being able to devote the whole of three days to it, which, what are the odds anybody will give me that kind of free time. However, I have been intermittently patching holes in the wood in approximately 10 minute increments for the last several days and have maybe an eighth of that part done. I also decided on a color; I've been trying to find a good French pastel blue/gray/green for years but they all looked sickly or childish in this room; the light's got too much gray in it. Since I don't want yellow, pink it is; you can't fight the light.
Burned my hand yesterday; it doesn't hurt anymore but I don't have full feeling along the side of my right index finger. There's a trend in cookware design right now (and for the last few years) that puts a decorative metal racing stripe through the handle of the pan or kettle; it's fairly endemic. My not-at-all-researched theory is that (1) it originates with KitchenAid and (2) is an effort to semiotically suggest a visible knife tang and therefore desirability. (Full tang knives are longer lasting and higher quality because they're a single piece of metal their full length, which means there isn't a possibility of a literal weak link where the knife could break when you apply cutting force. This quality is not magically transferred to a visibly bolted-on panhandle.)
It's the worst. It's worse than a metal handle, because with a metal handle, I use a damp rag or potholder or other means of hand protection. With these metal tang idiocies, I see black thermal rubber insulation, and it's not until my hand is around the thing and it shifts just so that searing aluminum reveals itself to my flesh.
[crickets]
Ciro is in Arizona, visiting his mom; he and his small blond traveling companion flew out this morning. I have a pale hope that I will manage to finally paint my office while he's gone; I have a bit of a track record for getting home projects done while he's elsewhere. Last trip, I reorganized the bookshelves, and the one before that I painted a mural the bathroom. The office is a much larger endeavor because it's still plaster and raw wood, so it's not "painting" - it's patching nail holes in the woodwork, then sanding rough spots down, then priming and painting everything including the ceiling, all of which requires disconnecting amble electrical cables and pulling awkward furniture away from the walls, then putting it back.
I can almost certainly not do this without being able to devote the whole of three days to it, which, what are the odds anybody will give me that kind of free time. However, I have been intermittently patching holes in the wood in approximately 10 minute increments for the last several days and have maybe an eighth of that part done. I also decided on a color; I've been trying to find a good French pastel blue/gray/green for years but they all looked sickly or childish in this room; the light's got too much gray in it. Since I don't want yellow, pink it is; you can't fight the light.
Burned my hand yesterday; it doesn't hurt anymore but I don't have full feeling along the side of my right index finger. There's a trend in cookware design right now (and for the last few years) that puts a decorative metal racing stripe through the handle of the pan or kettle; it's fairly endemic. My not-at-all-researched theory is that (1) it originates with KitchenAid and (2) is an effort to semiotically suggest a visible knife tang and therefore desirability. (Full tang knives are longer lasting and higher quality because they're a single piece of metal their full length, which means there isn't a possibility of a literal weak link where the knife could break when you apply cutting force. This quality is not magically transferred to a visibly bolted-on panhandle.)
It's the worst. It's worse than a metal handle, because with a metal handle, I use a damp rag or potholder or other means of hand protection. With these metal tang idiocies, I see black thermal rubber insulation, and it's not until my hand is around the thing and it shifts just so that searing aluminum reveals itself to my flesh.
