I'm afraid that it's now officially official: I am house-hunting in a terribly earnest and somewhat matronly manner. Of course, house-hunting is a bit easier than it sounds, as it doesn't require a special license or gun-- and houses just sit around doing nothing in particular rather than fleeing in an alarming manner. Although the search is exhausting, it hasn't been too horribly dangerous, with the exception of a particularly vicious assault from feral laminate flooring.
There are so many charmingly overpriced fixer-uppers that it's quite difficult to choose just where I should finally settle down with my very own weed-infested lawn and feuding neighbors. But it's all so wonderfully exciting, what with all the paperwork, the documentation, additional paperwork, paper documents, documentary paperwork, extra documentation, and various papery things.
This might sound somewhat stressful, but I take solace in the fact that having my very own house means I can also quite easily have my very own pets... Like termites! Or roaches!
Anyway, it's quite a wonderful process that everyone should experience.
Other recent randomness:1. This weekend I participated in another Ultimate Frisbee tournament, in which my team came in next to last. This may or may not have something to do with the fact that I accidentally named our team "Frederick". Others had suggested "The Pukes" or "Baby Poo", but "Frederick" was deemed to be much more dignified. Teams we played against included the "Tighty Whities" and "The Macaroons", among others.
2. I attended a lovely baby shower, for which I made an ungodly amount of whipped cream.... said whipped cream stared at me reproachfully all afternoon after not being eaten.
3. Various new art pieces somehow managed to find their way to my apartment; I'm not quite sure how this sort of thing happens, as it's quite irresponsible as well as mysterious.
4.
Carrie Mackin,
Kym O'Donnell and Joe Griffith won art picks for Creative Loafing's Best of the Bay.
5. Quite sadly, there was also an award for the
"Saddest Arts Trend: Tampa Bay's Cultural Brain Drain", which is not surprising...
To-day I'm listening to
this and to
this because they make me giggle.
Labels: Frederick, house, Kym O'Donnell, termites, ultimate frisbee, whipped cream
An old photo from Ybor City's Sugar Palm Club, where a bunch of us used to dance almost every weekend.... from left to right in the back: Taylor, Tiffany, and my friend Kym (I forget the name of dancer at the bottom)
a couple of old flyers:
