A while back I mentioned how we were in the midst of a plan to change our house around to accommodate both my parents and giving Mike a "man cave" to enjoy.
Well, my parents have arrived, I've moved my main sewing room out, re-homed a TON of stuff like old clothes and outdated fabric, reorganized what I've kept, and tried to be logical about what I've put where. Marina is in my old sewing room and walk-in closet, Mike has her old room getting set up as the man cave/ nap room for the parents, and I'm somewhat settled in my new areas, just some fine tuning to do and a few more orphan boxes of the harder to let go craft stuff like leather and fur, etc, that I have to find a spot to store.
I have to admit it's been very up and down... I have had times during this process where I've literally frozen and started crying because it has been so overwhelming! And it's hard to see my "precious" crap being boxed up by others.
Conversely, the benefits have been tremendous and I knew all along that if I wanted to struggle out of the pretty deep depression I was in this last winter I HAD to make a change in the house....because it was choking me to have a home so crowded and NOT user friendly. My home business has taken over and I know I've got to get a studio of some sort eventually, but for now it's not in the cards.
We had a really nice paella dinner with my sister and parents Saturday. Before that I got to go to the parade with Mike and Marina and my little nephew who amazed me with his knowledge about everything. See the pic above of Miss Lynden Rodeo! She was great.
It's been a pretty busy and not always easy holiday weekend, but together we made some great progress here on the home front, and reforged some family connections.




There is something about these and some of the current rap lyrics that has been bothering me for awhile now, and I believe it reflects a trend in the current culture here that rubs me wrong. I see misogyny in this stuff and I see the glamorization of becoming a powerless victim. I know these sorts of observations make me sound like rabid feminist, which I'm not, as many of you who know me realize...but I did work at a domestic violence shelter (womencare) and at the crisis line where I have had contact with victims. Those experiences have of course led me to wonder why the heck women get themselves into these situations, and I casually observe pop culture for clues as to how it influences people. I must say Katy is pretty fabulous here...I'd love to be that cute and burlesque-ish!




