margotvankapelle: (wiseass)
Item the First:

Took Awesome!Neice to Fox Island for swimming yesterday; the entire family (Awesome!Niece, Boe, Mel, and myself) went and made it an official Day At The Park with a cooler full of lunch stuff.  We all pigged out, swam a lot, pigged out some more, kept slathering ourselves in sunscreen, swam a bit more, and finally called it a day after everyone was tired, sun-pinked, and the worst of the heat had passed.  The breeze didn't even feel like a breeze -- more like opening the door of a blast furnace.  So I was grateful for the swimming and getting to spend time with Awesome!Niece.  She's a total hoot.  Now, this kid is 8.  She sings in a local band.  She plays piano, clarinet, flute, piccolo, and guitar (both my sister and my brother in law are musically talented).  Her local band even cut a CD (Awesome!Niece graciously signed my copy).  Most kids that age, especially if they have exposure to the music industry/entertainment biz, will tell you that they want to be a rock star, actor, etc.  Not Awesome!Niece. 

She wants to be a geneticist.  (Cue "She Blinded Me With Science")

Seriously.  She is deeply interested in DNA, cloning, all that stuff and when I sent her one of those microscope kits that you can get at educational stores a couple of years ago, you would have thought that she had died and gone to heaven.  When I drove her from my mom's house in Columbus OH to my dad's house in New Haven IN (a 3 hour drive), we didn't even bother turning on the radio -- we talked about science the entire drive. Discussed everything from Henrietta Lacks and HeLa cells to CC the cloned kitten and even how tortoiseshell cats can't be cloned to have the same coat pattern.  I love that kid.

After dropping Awesome!Niece off at my dad's, we went home, showered, took naps, and once the temperatures started to drop, had fighter practice in the back yard.  That was lovely...a houseful of friends again, and a couple of people who are interested in joining Adria.  Boe's decided that 2 years is a long enough hiatus to garner enthusiasm again, so once he's working, we'll be rejoining Adria.  I won't be able to participate as much as I'd like because I'm in school, but it's good to Boe enthusiastic again.

Now onto my nursing final for the quarter -- I should wind up with a B in this class.  Not my favorite grade, but the instructor Has Issues.  Oh well.  Won't be my problem after today.


Jun. 4th, 2012 11:10 am
margotvankapelle: (fridaylove)
My sister Melanie is driving up to Ohio from Florida next weekend, and I have it arranged to be able to spend all day Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday with her!  She's up to drop Awesome!Niece off with Grandma Buckeye, and will spend several weeks with my dad and Bitz as well.  I may have to kidnap Awesome!Niece and take her to the zoo/go swimming/who the hell knows with her for a bit. 

margotvankapelle: (SEWALLTHETHINGS! by tonyadmay)
Here's the game plan for Christmas On The Cheap(tm):

Each of the families (Dad and Bitz, Mom, Melanie et al., and Brett et al.) is going to get a little basket of household goodies, consisting of:

1. Set of 6 napkins, folded and displayed with...
2. Wire-wrapped and beaded napkin rings
3.  Set of 4 knitted cotton dishcloths
4.  Set of 3 knitted and felted woolen hot pads/trivets
5.  Packages of German roasted pecans and almonds
6.  Homemade dog biscuits for the families with dogs
7.  Catnip-filled fleece toys for the families with cats

The whole shebang should cost me less than $50.  For 4 families, that's pretty damned good. 

I also have a scarf knitted in seed stitch for Mom (her favorite stitch), a pair of really cute earrings for Lennie (the super awesome niece of amazingness), a cross-stitch of a cat that looks just like her cat Mittens for Lennie, and a pair of earrings for Melanie.

I was able to score Melanie's earrings for free through Swagbucks , the yarn for Mom's scarf was a gift, and I can use my employee discount for everything else except for the wool yarn I need for the hot pads. That I'll have to get from Michael's or Joann's, although Michael's will be easier for me as far as convenience goes. 

Our girl Melmel (who just got her first tattoo this week!) is getting a new phone, courtesy of a contract extension that we'll be signing.  I'm also going to go through my collection of romance novels and send some to her, as she has recently become a fan and by God I am glad she's getting over her Twilight obsession.

And now for the only Christmas splurge this year -- I have a Garmin GPS on layaway for Boe...shhhhh, don't tell him!
margotvankapelle: (pumpkins)
Bitz called; my stepsister is having a costume party at her place on the 29th.  Woo!  I was getting worried that we wouldn't be doing much celebrating for Halloween this year and just sticking to handing out candy.  Good to know that we're going to par-tay (at least a little bit) and get our dress-up on!

So.  Naturally, this requires a costume.  And will my medievaloid stuff do?  Of course not!

So I am making a Regency frock (I'm thinking drop-front) with elbow-length sleeves, and if I have time, I'd like to knock out a spencer as well, since it's late October in Indiana and has been raining for a solid week with temps no higher than about 55 degrees.  I already have the underpinnings made, so literally one day's solid worth of work should be enough to get this outfit knocked out.  Bwahahahahaha!

Boe is going to wear his 16th century Irish stuff.  He's easy to dress.  :-)
margotvankapelle: (giggling marilyn)
1.  My birthday was yesterday...I am 34.  In 4 days my brother (the youngest sibling) turns 30, and I will officially enter the ranks of The Middle Aged.  I had a very nice, if quiet, birthday (Boe was asleep most of the day)...we went to breakfast together and I puttered around the house while Boe slept, then he took me to dinner when he got up and he gave me a card that told me that he's in the process of buying me an engagement ring.  When we first got engaged, what we could afford was a really pretty white topaz set in white gold.  It was quite the stunner and we weren't going into hock for what basically amounts to graphite gone snooty.  However, it turns out that I am ridiculously hard on hand jewelry and now the corners of the facets on the white topaz are ground down to cloudiness.  So I really did need a diamond in any replacement engagement ring -- you might be asking why I just didn't purchase a loose diamond and have the ring remounted; well, the white topaz was about 4 carats.  No way in Hades we will ever be able to afford a diamond that large, and even if we could I would become incredibly paranoid about losing it.  So the engagement ring Boe picked out was perfect -- white gold, a round solitaire, a good carat weight (large enough to be pretty and proportionate to my hand size, small enough to still be affordable).  And he should have it out of layaway by Christmas!

2.  Still want kids.  OMG, I still want kids.

3.  My next math test is Monday at 8 AM.  Pray for me.
margotvankapelle: (cake)
Well, i had the day off of work and school today, so mostly today I was a lump.  When Boe is depressed, it brings me down too, so that's kind of a major uphill battle times two to have to trudge back into equilibrium.  We're down to our last $5 until Thursday and my car is on fumes, so we are pretty limited food-wise to just what we have in the cupboards and what our imaginations can come up with.

I think I've mentioned before that Boe hates cake.  HAAAAAAAAATES cake.  Granted, working 9 years as a birthday party clown will do that to a person, so I think it's perfectly understandable. Anyway, you read the bit about being broke, right?  Believe it or not, Boe actually craved chocolate cake today...yeah, I was stunned too.  But the broke thing made it a bit of a conundrum.  So I looked up a chocolate cake recipe that got a bunch of good reviews on and substituted a bunch of stuff.  The major substitution was using 2 grated tablets of Abuelita (so delicious!) in place of cocoa powder (since we didn't have any cocoa powder).  I also threw an additional 3 tablespoons of cinnamon into the batter, and doubled the amount of vanilla extract.  Then I poured the whole shebang into a pan, put it into the oven, set the timer, and hoped for the best.

The fail occurred when the timer went off and I pulled the oven rack toward me to poke the cake with a toothpick.  The entire middle was still liquid and sank.  Sigh.  So I put it back into he oven, set the timer for another 15 minutes, and promptly burst into tears.  Boe heard me sniveling in the kitchen and came to check on me...he said that if the texture turned out more like brownies, that was okay, since he loves brownies.  I love that man.

So the timer went off again, and the toothpick came out clean, so I pulled the pan out of the oven.  My heart sank.  It looked like there was a 2-inch border of cake surrounding the sunken crackled center of brownie-textured fail.  We cut into it, and Boe popped the first steaming chunk into his mouth.  His eyebrows shot to his hairline, and he mumbled something around the cake in his mouth. 

"Hoby schrp, of, iss z OON."


He popped a second chunk of cake/brownie fail into my mouth.  Fail?  How could I ever think that this bliss was fail?  It was moist, dense, incredibly rich, with a hefty cocoa flavor as a base note, vanilla smoothness in the middle notes, and the cinnamon really shining through at the top of the nose.  It's not sticky-sweet, more like a cross between dark chocolate and semi-sweet.  Unlike most chocolate and cocoa based foods, I didn't desperately want a glass of water to accompany it. 

I am SO going to remember this recipe for future use.
margotvankapelle: (ooooooo)

So to recap:

Random Gamer Guy is gone...but not before stealing a pack of Magic: The Gathering cards Boe had picked up that Friday.  I don't care too much, except Boe is unhappy, and that makes me unhappy.

Boe's temp job is finished up, and now we wait to hear from the agency for another assignment.

I might have tied one on last Friday to celebrate Random Gamer Guy's departure; the hangover served to remind me that I am not as young as I once was, and that my liver hates me.

Boe and I held a little backyard barbecue on Saturday.  Everything was delicious and (as is par the course for me) since I bought too much food, we'll be eating burgers and hot dogs the rest of the week.  But they are delicious, and that's the important part.

My college's financial aid office is screwing around with me, and I don't like it.  My account has been flagged for verification Every. Single. Year. and this year was no exception.  I turned in copies of my tax return on July 18, and my account is STILL "pending, under review."  This means that they have not released my financial aid to the bookstore so I can get my books.  Because school starts in a week, I'm sure all of the used copies of the textbooks have been sold, so I'll either need to rent textbooks (which is what I'm considering) or buy brand new ones.  I am tempted to go to the financial aid office tomorrow and break some heads.

And the only paperwork I'm waiting on to complete my nursing program applications (yes, two:  one for the LPN program and one for the RN program) is my highschool transcripts.  I called my alma mater a week ago Tuesday to request 2 sets of official transcripts.  The said they'd be in the mail that same day.  I should have recieved them by Wednesday.  They are still not here.  I am tempted to go down there and break some heads too.

I am so excited at the prospect of being able to work on sewing projects!
margotvankapelle: (ooooooh)
First of all, we needed a new mower. So while we were at the store, we also picked up:

A cat statue to put on Fagan's grave (it's been almost a year since he passed, after all, I think it's about time!)

An invisible dog fence for Miss Maggie...I let her out yesterday to potty, and 30 seconds later I get a phone call from our neighbors across the street. Maggie had decided to run out into traffic in order to visit them. *sigh*

Roundup herbicide -- we're killing off the lawn and starting over

Grass seed

Weed and feed

Grub killer

2 large planters

A small planter

A hanging planter

10 begonias

16 pansies

8 petunias


2 fuschias

I have spent the afternoon planting to my heart's content. Boe has been spraying herbicide on everything in our yard (I did make sure to cover the lilac bush and the sole remaining rose bush before he started in on the herbicide), and we've been burning handfuls of leaves mixed in with a little bit of firewood. That way we don't get nailed for burning leaves in city limits. A handful at a time is enough to tell anyone who asks that we're using it as tinder. Not nearly as smoky, either.
margotvankapelle: (knitting)
Thursday was my last free day until at least Tuesday the 29th. I got precisely nothing done. Friday, on the other hand, was dedicated to helping cubsfan57 pack her and her husband Brian-sans-LJ's house for their move on Tuesday. Friday night we all went out to Mad Anthony's brewpub, where I discovered that there is, in fact, a beer out there that I will happily drink...their Raspberry Wheat Ale. Quite tasty! They spent the night with us Friday night.

Saturday, I got up rather early to head out on the road to Mom's house in Columbus, OH. The drive was lovely, and spending time with Mom is always nice. I did a metric buttload of cooking and made sure Mom wound up at least half of the stuff I cooked. Mom is not precisely a gourmand, to put it delicately. She will usually make herself a casserole and then eat from that for a solid week. Same with coffee...she'll make herself a single 12-cup pot on Monday, then drink from that every morning for a week. Yeah. So I wanted to make sure she had quite a few meals to provide some variety, because otherwise she will not do it for herself.

I spent a lot of time knitting and the rest of the time I spent making gifts for the Mom's family Christmas party...Mom's family Christmas party usually includes bingo, and I've been making beaded necklaces and bracelets as prizes. I'll also get some knitted washcloths and that sort of thing made for it too. I might not have much cash, but I'm decent with my hands, so my contribution will have more time spent than money.

The drive back this afternoon was pretty good. I'm glad to be home. Gotta go, Boe's mauling me...
margotvankapelle: (corsetscissors)


So there's a possibility of a steampunk-themed masquerade ball in the upcoming months.  I'm attending if it takes place, mostly cuz Boe's in charge of putting the whole shebang together.  Well, I don't have anything in my costume closet (yes, I have a costume closet) that dates after 1600 with the exception of a quickie chemise a la reine.  Not gonna cut it for something steampunk-y. 

I did a bit of research and can't quite wrap my head around the general aethetics of steampunk.  I mean, all I'd wind up doing is slavishly copying someone else's brilliant idea and doing it rather poorly.  (Lookin' at you, [ profile] jenthompson ...your steampunk outfit is just about the coolest I've seen Out There in the ether.)  So yeah, I don't think I can pull off steampunk.  However, I CAN pull off Victorian.  Screw it, if'n I'm gonna be working at this projected ball (because believe me, Boe's a great "big picture" guy, but I'm the "nitpicky details" half), I'm going to dress as I wish.  Straight up natural-form Victorian it is. 

For those on my flist who have done late Victorian costuming, what's your take on Truly Victorian patterns?  I'd like to use the Dinner Bodice (TV 422) with the Fantail Skirt (TV 225) in electric blue silk taffeta, with pleated navy blue velveteen sleeve cuffs and skirt hem trim.  A small amount of metallic gold trim stitched in the ditch of the pleating.  Navy blue velveteen covered buttons on the bodice.  Late Victorian Corset (TV 110) and Combination Underwear (TV 105) to go underneath it all.

Tell me what you think, flist!  This is my first foray into something that ISN't medieval or Renaissance, and I am TERRIFIED, OMG. 

If the steampunk masquerade ball thing doesn't happen, then I'll still have a perfectly good outfit to wear to, say, Costume Con or Costume College.
margotvankapelle: (butterfly)
Most of my time is spent working or driving Boe around -- with last week and this week being the last 2 weeks he's at work, well, there's a LOT more stuff that needs to get done, like packing up his classroom and whatnot. I did make time to go to Fox Island to swim on Thursday, then took a couple of days off last weekend to visit my mom (I hadn't seen her since Christmas and that made me feel like a crappy daughter). Now we're in the last week of Boe's school year and even though I'm off until Friday, I'm still busy as on earth does that happen?

Our friend Brian is back from Florida, and he and his fantastic wife Lisa spent some time with Boe and I on Friday. It was fun, though hot and muggy (and we were eaten alive in the back yard by mosquitoes -- I must remember to buy citronella candles this week).

Uh, other than that, some wedding cake drama at work has been interesting. Flist, what's your opinion on using food stamps to buy a 3-tier wedding cake? The real fun started when the bride whipped out her iPhone and started texting pictures of the cake to her friends, all the while complaining that she wanted her money back because "we" (the cake decorators) messed up (for the record, no, we didn't mess up, she chose fugly colors for her cake -- dark purple base icing with bright neon yellow roses). She wanted cash back for a wedding cake that she paid for with food stamps. So we'll see how this all pans out -- three managers are involved, and all three of us cake decorators worked on the cake in some capacity, so we're sticking together LIKE GLUE, people.
margotvankapelle: (bodyofgoddess)
Boe and I went to Mad Anthony's brewpub last night to help Lisa cheer on Butler (her alma mater). Neither Boe nor I are into sports, but as the clock ticked down we cheered Butler on as much as anyone. We all spent time texting back and forth with Lisa's husband Brian -- he's in FL for some military training and was feeling kinda lonely. Hopefully the texting and conversations helped -- I must ask Lisa. We stayed up until 2 am or thereabouts laughing and talking, so Lisa stayed at our place. No one else is up yet and things are very peaceful.


Apr. 1st, 2010 01:22 pm
margotvankapelle: (butterfly)
I just planted 6 rose bushes and a lilac bush in the back yard. Rose varieties include Chicago Peace, Double Delight, Eclipse, Perfect Double Pink, and Mojave. The lilac is a pink dwarf lilac that I can't remember the name of. While this may sound impractical, I spent less than $50 on plants and fertilizer, and they will be lovely for years to come. And they'll smell pretty, too. I also have some cunning plans for hanging baskets of pansies and petunias for the front porch next paycheck.

I have the transoms open and all the windows I can manage. We're grilling tonight and I may fire up the fire pit.
margotvankapelle: (dopamine)
Well, we have Mel with us for the week.  It was nerve-wracking, waiting at the airport for her flight to come in, nerve-wracking driving through Chicago, and nerve-wracking driving back from Chicago.

What wasn't nerve-wracking is Mel herself.  She and Boe have such similar personalities that it has been easy for me to fall in love with this girl.  I'm so glad I get to be part of her life!  She's sweet and smart and funny, and I am blessed indeed.

Bristol was wonderful -- tiring, but wonderful!  Brian and Lisa are a couple of my favorite people to begin with, and I had an absolute blast with them.  Mel started the day off in one of my shift-and-kirtle combos, but purchased a Pendragon bodice and skirt, and looked so smashing in it that she wore it the rest of the day.  She also had her face painted, hair braided, and henna work done.  All three of us talked and laughed the entire way home.  She has some issues to work out, but a lot of that will come over time in a non-judgmental environment...Mel believes that she does not deserve anything good in her life, and since I have lived my own life struggling with that attitude as well, I believe that I will be able to help her begin to mute that little voice inside her head.  It's weird to feel this maternal about a 20 year old, but she's comfortable with it, so I'll go with it too. 

My heart is so full right now I can hardly stand it.

margotvankapelle: (lol)
The Squire Boone Cavern was AMAZING!

Boe and I also stopped for a little while in Historic Downtown Corydon, took a tour there, and are now getting ready to go to dinner.

I love this man so much -- he very patiently put up with me acting like I regressed to 5 years old in my enthusiasm (I'm afraid that I get a little childishly excited over The Small Things In Life).

I petted goats, petted a couple of cats (and would have tried to sneak a kitten in my purse, but Boe had an eagle eye on me and I had to put the kitten down), did some gemstone panning (they salted the bags of rough, but we ended up with a very nice collection of amethyst and other pretties), and generally had a blast.
margotvankapelle: (brainz)
I was off work last night, and my neice was in town, so my stepmom invited me over to spend some time.  It was awesome.  (Aunty Krista also gave Elena her first pair of real ballet shoes...she wore them all day!)  I had a lot of fun, but I hadn't been to bed yet that day, so I went home.  I remember tucking a pillow behind my neck as I sat on the couch...

Boe shook me awake at some point and told me to go to bed.  So I did.  And when he got up this morning and was walking out of the bedroom, I opened my eyes and told him that I love him.  And he just looked at me and closed the door.

I am slightly paranoid about this sort of behavior.  After the temper tantrum he threw a couple of weeks ago about how I never spend time with him (because I'm visiting my family WTF?!), I am really tired of it.  So I don't look forward to what this evening's pre-work discussion turns into.

The only other thing I could think of is that he thought I was going to do a shitload of housecleaning while he was gone. Erm, no.  He's the one who dirtied the dishes,. therefore, he gets to clean them.  I did three or four loads of laundry and that may not have been enough to make a difference in Boe's world.

Edited, 4:12 pm EDT:  I talked with Boe on the phone and everything's good.  Boe gave me this face O_o over the phone and sounded very confused when I brought it up.  He said, "I came back in [to our room] about 5 minutes later and kissed you and told you that I love you.  Did you forget that?"

Well, yes, I guess I did.  I may have been in that half-asleep state where I can still hold a conversation but not really be conscious.  So it looks like I overreacted this morning. *facepalm*


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