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Life is random sometimes.

I have new shiny cooking equipment. One KitchenAid mixer, with sundry attachments.

Owing to my inability to make appropriate portions, we have had three days worth of home-made pasta meals, including lunch portions. Very tasty pasta, mind you.

I am continuing to learn to salsa. For the first time in years, I am actually enjoying something related to exercise; admittedly I had a bit of a mental paddy with myself tonight, when the instructor tried to walk me through something I hadn’t done before and I got it wrong, but hey! That’s my own mental quirk which I really, really need to deal properly with, because newsflash: people are not expected to be good at things the first time ever. It has been fun every other lesson, and frankly I need to give my WAH I AM NOT PERFECT a good kick up the arse, because hey, not perfect and THAT’S OK.

In other news, I swear to god I am not lying: I got propositioned by a hooker on my way home. (The dance studio is near our red-light district and… I guess my car was parked too close tonight?)
Her: “Hey honey, you want some fun?”
Me: “er, what?” (thinking: don’t you have some original lines?)
Her: “… this is K road. What do you think?”
Me: “Get bent.”
Her: “I already am?”
I wasn’t trying to be funny…

Also, I don’t know why, but some part of me is actually quite insulted. She wasn’t even very attractive.

paint!

            

I have painted the living room this weekend.

When we moved into the house, we agreed to give it a full year before making any changes. We didn’t quite stick to that; curtains in the living room and bedroom were changed at some point, basically because the ones the previous owners left us were a bit crap.

The blue that the previous owners painted the lounge, while it’s a pleasant colour in it’s own right? I really, really struggled with it last winter. Winter in Auckland tends towards the cold, damp, rainy, grey, wet, soggy, and horrid. Coming into the nice ‘warm’ living room that was a dark, damp, grey-blue sort of shade? I really hated it.

It seems like a silly thing to fixate on. It IS a silly thing to fixate on. But I just aaaaaagh blue blue dark wah cold wah damp wah wah. I lean towards SAD, and I hate winter at the best of times, and… and it’s officially Autumn in New Zealand now…

So, I repainted this weekend. I did admittedly have something of a misunderstanding with Tobermory regarding the distinction between “dislike paint fumes” and “find paint fumes headache-inducing-leading-to-migraine”; I’d misunderstood the latter to mean the former, and then assumed that subsequent grumblings about painting meant “Tobermory does not wish to help” rather than “Tobermory does not want to be in the house when it happens”, in that wonderful fashion I do sometimes have of assuming I know what he means instead of actually listening to what he SAYS.

Whoops. I am at least forgiven.

Stripping!

We knew all along that the previous owners of our house did a few … bizarre … shortcuts en route to selling it. I mean, fair enough, you don’t want to sink a billion bucks into something you’re trying to get rid of, but there’s shortcuts and then there’s shortcuts.

Yesterday, I finally decided that I was sick! and tired! of the bathrooms being filthy! and dove into them with Jif and a feminine determination to make them CLEEEEN.

I succeeded!

In the process, I discovered that the tiles surrounding the bath in the big bathroom had a really, really shitty paint job. I mean, we knew the paint job was crappy before I CLEENED them, as you could see brush marks and such, but I didn’t realise just HOW crappy until a quick scrub with elbow grease started lifting the paint.

So I attacked a tile with nail polish, to see what happened.

The paint? Straight off.

So, today heralded a trip to Mitre 10 to buy paint stripper (which was amusing, as the folks at the paint counter briefly argued over what would be most suitable to remove the paint and keep the tile nice), and the application of the first bits of the stripper (test tile, test patch, full-on paint removal).

    
Left to right: The paint before start; the test tile; the bright orange stripper going on the test patch; the test patch; the entire head of the bath stripped.

I suspect that the paint has probably permanently coloured the (probably black) grout, so eventually I’m going to have to dye the grout back to black; fortunately that particular job won’t be as onerous as the paint stripping. So, I know what I’m doing after work this week; coming home, putting on my stinky painting clothes, and stripping a patch of tile!

My 25 year old sewing machine rocks.

I have a 25-year-old Bernina sewing machine. It used to be my mother’s, and when I left home she sent it with me on the grounds that I actually sew on occasion, and Mum never does.

Ever since we moved into the house in ’08, we’ve noted that at certain hours of the evening (in the last hour or two before sundown), the light coming in the kitchen window makes it very difficult to sit on one side of the kitchen table. You have to carefully align yourself with someone-on-the-other-side’s head and hope they don’t move (much), eat with your eyes shut, etc.

We periodically mutter “We should do something about that!” and this week, I finally did.

Ideally, eventually, I want blinds in the kitchen. But I haaate venetian blinds with a pure and bloody passion, curtains are impractical in a kitchen (too dirty), Tobermory doesn’t like the Holland blinds I grew up with, and this leaves us with roller or Roman blinds; of which pre-mades don’t work, because our kitchen / dining windows are decidedly non-standard sizes, and custom-mades are ridiculously expensive. I can technically make Roman blinds, but I am not confident enough of my abilities to attempt it in a high-traffic area like the kitchen.

So, on Saturday, I went to Spotlight, bought a curtain track and found some curtain fabric on clearance. As a bonus, after I cut the curtains to an appropriate size, there was sufficient remaining fabric for me to make a Roman blind to put in the smallest bedroom.

When we moved in, the previous owners left us curtains. Some of them were OK, some of them were, in my opinion, ugly. This bedroom fell into the “ugly” spectrum; the wallpaper in there is dark blue / bluey-silver stripes; the curtains they left were beige/coffee coloured patterns. It kind of worked, I guess, but mostly didn’t. The fabric I bought for the kitchen was grey* (the kitchen is blue/grey-silver/black), so the blind is MUCH better for the little room. It’s also a lot darker (two layers of thermal backed fabric will do that for you), and as this room tends to be used as the “oh god I have a headache where is the dark” location, this is a Good Thing.

It is also a colour that will look excellent when the room is eventually re-painted; I have vague plans to paint that room a lemony-yellow, and yellow/grey/white is a colour scheme I rather like. I suspect I will have to re-thread the curtain before long, I am not confident that the cording I put on will last; but it’s good enough for a first attempt.

It felt like it was almost fated to work out, in a way. I had the idea, the fabric was left over and exactly the right amount for a blind. I found dowelling at Spotlight (for the pockets in the blind) that were EXACTLY the right width for the window on special, and when I took down the curtain track, it turned out I could re-use the curtain track screwholes for the blind.

I have done no laundry or bathroom cleaning, but I deem this weekend a Success!

* To be perfectly honest, the fabric quite strongly resembles a shower curtain; it’s grey with a silverish wavy stripey thing down the fabric periodically. In fact I am sure I’ve owned a shower curtain like this before. But it was $15 for 2.9m by 2.something of the stuff, with the stuff you hook curtain hooks into already sewn on, and thus a Bargain and I do not turn away bargains when I am making temporary solutions.

New toys!


I have new toys! Specifically, an icing piping set, with various nozzles, some proper food colouring agents that are actually designed for icing, as opposed to the cheap watery ones you get from the supermarket.

Tobermory has a birthday upcoming, you see, so I took the excuse / opportunity to buy myself shinies on the excuse of making cake for him. It wasn’t terribly expensive, so I don’t think he minded.

Plus, cake. Pictured above is lemon coconut cake, iced with lemon / cointreau buttercream icing; the filling is lemon creamcheese icing with strawberries.

It was tasty.