When The Cat's Away

Barry is out of town on an overnight trip to compete in a mountain bike race in Echo, Oregon.

I didn't shower when I got home from my run this evening.
I had a huge chunk of bread and half a container of hummus for dinner.
I've been catching up on blog reading for several hours now, sipping wine as I do.
I've got a day of painting and carving and print-making planned for tomorrow.
A bagel will make an appearance in there at some point.

I also spent a bit of time this evening doing some shop work. I added more items to the sale section and restocked this sulu-design favorite. Enjoy the rest of the weekend, friends. I know I will.

Oh... please pardon the random photos. Barry has borrowed my camera for his trip (the boy collects cameras, but not a single one is digital), so now seemed like the perfect time to work on clearing out some folders. These shots didn't make the Original Intent cut.


Birthday Weekends Rock

In our usual fashion, Barry and I ate our way through his birthday weekend. For his birthday dinner, I made this lamb shank recipe, served over this root vegetable puree, followed by this carrot cake. I highly recommend each of them.

We spent Sunday wandering around town, enjoying breakfast here and a movie here. And Monday we went cross country skiing on Mount Hood. I found out I'm not a natural, and I have the bruises to prove it.
I'm already excited for this weekend and am thinking about stopping at a few places on this open house tour - those of you in Portland who are interested in modern homes might want to check it out, too. What's in store for you this weekend?


Original Intent (Revisited): Day One Hundred Forty-Two

get bento gets redone, portland

inspired earrings found here



Sweets for My Sweet

Since it's Valentine's Day and it's my favorite boy's birthday, I made Barry a batch of Mexican wedding cookies... 'cause you all know that I'd marry him a million times over. The cookies kick off a weekend filled with plans for serious eating and serious fun - exactly what we need after practically a month of being sick. I hope you have a sweet day with your loved ones.

Mexican Wedding Cakes, slightly adapted from Everyday Food, March 2006
makes 2 dozen

In a food processor, pulse one cup pecan halves, 1 cup all-purpose flour, one fourth cup granulated sugar, one fourth teaspoon ground cinnamon, and one eighth teaspoon salt until it resembles coarse meal. Add one half cup room temperature unsalted butter and pulse until dough forms. Shape dough into disc, wrap in plastic, and refrigerate 30 to 60 minutes, until firm.
Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Pinch off dough in tablespoon-size bits, roll into balls, and space them one and a half inches apart on two baking sheets. Bake, switching top and bottom sheets halfway through, for 20 -25 minutes total, until golden around the edges.
Cool for 5 minutes on sheets, then on a rack. When completely cooled, place one cup confectioners' sugar in a bowl and roll cookies in it twice to coat.

vintage tin from the now-closed Imp,
formerly on Alberta Street in Portland
I hope Barry likes it


Original Intent (Revisited): Day One Hundred Forty

spray paint street notes, the pearl, portland

inspired earrings found here


Original Intent (Revisited): Day One Hundred Thirty-Nine

backside of rusted out truck, the pearl, portland

inspired earrings found here


Original Intent (Revisited): Day One Hundred Thirty-Eight

spooning "F" graffiti, the pearl, portland

inspired earrings found here



I don't share in the cynical sentiment that a lot of people seem to have about Valentine's Day. I'm actually pretty fond of the day. I've never approached it, though, as a romantic holiday, but more of a day to tell people who I love how special they are to me. I have fond memories of opening Valentine's Day cards and small gifts from my mom on Valentine's Day mornings before school. And I've always liked sending little notes to my sweet nephews and niece on Valentine's Day. This year I decided to make them.

Along with a watercolor postcard, I sent each of them a little set of blank postcards, a few colored pencils, and a strip of postcard stamps, hoping I get at least one note in the mail myself from each of them one day soon.

By the way, thanks for the television series suggestions. Barry and I have our work cut out for us. And on a totally unrelated note, I've put a handful of pieces in the sulu-design etsy shop on sale to make room for some soon-to-be-added designs. A happy week to you all.


Sickness has its Benefits

One thing I love about being sick (I'm still trying to get over this lingering cold) is that I get to stay home all day long guilt-free - something I don't usually experience between working and trying to get out and be active on the weekends. I really enjoy how different our place looks and feels in the light of day as opposed to its nighttime character. It's nice to just stay in and poke around the apartment while the sun lights it up.

Being sick has also seriously upped my television viewing time. Barry and I are now totally hooked on 30 Rock and (I can't believe I'm typing this out loud) have been religiously following The Biggest Loser. We've also been renting several television series that we've missed out on since we don't have cable. Curb Your Enthusiasm is killing me in the best way possible (especially season two, episode one, in which Larry David does a brilliant impression of a Maury Povich guest... brilliant I tell you), and I'm loving Project Runway. I know, I know, we are so late to the game on these. So tell me, dear television-watching friends, what series have you been addicted to? I may just need one more week on the sofa.


Holey Flu

My cold last week turned out to be the flu. I was knocked out for what seemed to be an eternity and only now am I starting to feel human once again. But even when I'm delirious with a fever and groaning from aches and pains (ridiculous aches and pains, I tell you), I have to keep myself busy or I'll go nuts. Perfect time to get some long-neglected mending done...

A moth-devoured sweater that I thought would become scrap for some future sewing project was saved thanks to an idea I saw in a library book, Craftivity by Tsia Carson, that I had in my stack. Turns out Amy reviewed it, like, two years ago.

I'd given up on the idea of fixing the sweater with patches as the moth holes in my sweater were numerous and oddly scattered. I liked the idea of accentuating the holes but stopping their spread by stitching around them with embroidery floss.

Now Barry's got what I had. He's already taught himself how to glue tubular tires onto his bike rims, and he's only been sick for two days. Our living room converts from craft studio to bike mechanic workshop, depending on who's sick.