Last year on November 4th I woke up with slight stomach pain. It wasn’t terrible but it was enough to be concerning. I did some googling, some Web MDing (verb?), some consulting of friends without their appendixes and I determined that I was indeed experiencing symptoms of appendicitis. I cabbed myself to the ER and had my appendix removed 8 hours later. Seemingly smooth and seamless. Not.
To make a long and sort of gross story short… as a complication of the surgery I developed an infection two weeks later and had to spend some time in the hospital and have a second procedure.
All this to say that for the month of November and early December I was pretty much out of commission. What’s a girl to do but sit at home and binge on television and sew a quilt?!
So I sewed a triangle quilt. Technically my third quilt and technically my second triangle quilt. I sewed a baby quilt for Miss Erica Greco Millay last year that I almost forgot about until I stumbled upon a photo. It’s so tiny… Next time I need to focus on making it a standard size. You can’t quite tell but the quilt below is a little guy.
Back to the appendix quilt though…. The idea for it started back in the early fall. The gray triangles with pink and green floral pattern were originally pajama pants. I saw the pants at Target and decided that I wanted to make a quilt with that pattern as the focus. I bought an extra large pair of pants to provide the most fabric and then picked the others ones to compliment it.
I knew I wanted to do a triangle quilt (instead of a patchwork square) this time after seeing this one by Elise. I used a rotary cutter and self healing mat to cut the triangles. I laid everything out and sewed rows of triangles and then joined the rows.
I’m mildly obsessed with the final product. I finished the quilt with an organic cotton middle layer and gray binding. It’s satisfactory to assemble the quilt and of course finish it but I sort of like the step of cutting all the pieces the best. Something about cutting the fabric and putting it together in the pattern the first time is very nice.
Lost an appendix, gained a quilt! Excellent trade.
Might as well jump back into blogging with something exciting like a road trip yeah? Seriously, where did the past six months go? We’ll never know because it’s not documented on the internets! ACK.
So baby brother Brooks (the less attractive but smarter one of our sibling duo, you know the one?) got himself a job all the way across America in the sunny state of California. He claims he moved there because this tech startup offered him all the things + the coding language of clojure. But really he wanted to make our parents have to visit both coasts. Selfish I tell you!
I like road trips. I like Tim. I’ve only been to California once. I’m an excellent driver. No brainer, I decided to join in on this cross country adventure.
I flew into Kansas City and and spent 12 hours with two of my favorite people at their most beautiful house in Hyde Park (thanks Jake and Trey!). Then we were off!
We wanted to make our first stop in Denver even though in retrospect we probably should have gone a bit farther… I got to snuggle with my best friend Anne and Tim got to hang out with friends. Success! On our way into Denver we stopped to get our headlight replaced immediately before experiencing a serious snow storm. Double success!
I literally had to help push our car onto the road the next morning. Whoops. This is a situation where mother and father Regan/Brooks would be all texting us, “how’s the weather?” “Are you being safe?” “Where are you?” Ya know, parenty things. Unfortunately they were on a cruise somewhere on the ocean. So really, for them it’s better to just see this on the flip side I think.
Due to All The Snow we had to drive south through New Mexico and Arizona. This was a long day. We ate tacos in a tiny restaurant where the hostess, waitress, and chef were apparently all the same woman. Fantastic. We caved and finally bought a car phone charger in lieu of wasting precious time charging at a Starbucks. We also downloaded the Sporcle app (best $2.99 I’ve ever spent) and quized ourselves into oblivion. Also, it was windy.
In case you’re keeping track of days we’re now on day three. I think we slept somewhere in Arizona on the second night. With the promise of sunny California and 70 degrees we set off early for our destination.
The west coast is so efficient ya’ll! Let me tell you something sad/hilarious. We were driving a ’03 Honda Accord. So this car is awesome because it has a six disk CD changer. It is not awesome because it does not have a tape deck and it’s too old to have a AV cord or USB port. Which means unless you have CDs (we did not) you can not play any music/podcasts/radio shows that you save for long drives. I mean, let’s just say we’re talking about a loooooooooot of radio scanning.
Upon entering CA we promptly stopped at In-n-out and then a quaint local shop called Walmart for the essentials and what not.
After another few hours we were in San Mateo, new home city of Timmy B. We unloaded the car, met his roommate’s pet chinchilla, checked out his morning walk to the train/metro/subway (what is it even called?!) stations, ate Korean food with his roommates and other startup owners (like, everyone has started a startup over there) and then called it a night. We did get invited to a pre-party at Stanford…. I’m not sure what they were pre-partying but it felt very “Social Network-esque” if you know what I mean.
I flew back to snowy DC the following morning and we both lived happily ever after! :)
This is now old news because the road trip happened in like February (snow – you may have guessed). But all’s well and good and I’m sure by now Tim has a mean tan going on…..
Until Thursday….. over and out! (It feels good to be back!)
Videos! In no particular order! Except they’re kind of in particular order because I put them like this hoping you’ll watch the first few before you really get bored.
1. Chase was doing some photography work for my Madre’s non-profit (she works there… she doesn’t own it). He had the idea for this little public service announcement. Mama Regan wrote a script, Chase took the photos, Paul Carabello did the audio and sound engineering and I edited the thing together (which was the smallest and easiest part). High-five for making this come together in about a 72 hour window. Also, how cool that all us Parkview high school kids (and Parkview kid’s husbands) are collaborating. Who said Springfield, MO wasn’t the creative outlet of the midwest?! (I’m pretty sure no one has commented on this either way).
2. The person who lived in my room before me in my house in DC holds a biannual one minute film festival (Summerval and Winterval). I had the lovely opportunity of attending and participating in “Winterval 2013: Chilled to the Max.” Although my one minute film did not win…. here it is.
I mean… who doesn’t want a breakfast sandwich delivered to their door? Also — the winning videos and other entries are here. They’re only a minute and there are some truly hilarious ones (although one of my favorites, a parody of the DC dating scene produced by Alice, is not internet appropriate and therefore will remain a hidden gem).
3. I don’t have any words to do this justice. Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros ladies and gentleman. Heart=puddle on the floor.
4. Finally, if you have 7 minutes this is the most beautiful and cool short film I have seen in a while. The goal of my life is to make something this cool.
Seen any good short films lately?
Hellooooooo September (and also, where did you come from?!). Over the weekend I gave my lovely out-of-town visitor Michelle, the grand Brooks Tour de DC. I’ll tell you about it sometime. It also sort of felt like a highlight reel of summer… which has been grand.
We’re not allowed to wear white pants anymore, yadda, yadda, but surely we’ve got a few more days to enjoy porch sitting, baseball games, picnics, and iced coffees, amiright?
Picnics ♥ JT/Jay Z concert ♥ a cat named Chuck ♥ kickball shenanigans ♥ paddleboarding
There’s never really a good excuse for neon rompers… but there’s also not exactly a good excuse not to wear rompers…. so that’s a pretty difficult situation. ♥ That is my favorite mural in the city so far.
High five if you’ve made it this far!
As a reward for your perseverance check out this amazingness.
I went home for a few days. I saw Real Madrid beat Inter Milan, I watched my grandma throw the first pitch out at the Cardinals game, I serendipitously got to hang out with a lot of my favorite Missouri people, AND I got to snuggle cats. Success!
And then I flew back to DC. And as we drove across the Arlington Memorial bridge towards the Lincoln, all lit up and with two people sitting on the backside (on what I can only imagine to be a pretty great date), I felt like I was home. So I say, why have just one home when you can have two?
Over and out Friday!
Hello Friday! We’ve got an epic weekend of sorts planned over here in our corner of the District. It is birthday weekend part 1 (which will undoubtedly be followed by birthday weekend part 2 next weekend, although I’ll have to be there in spirit) and we’ve got some celebrating to do. How lucky that two roommates have birthdays in the same week? The same two roommates who kindly drank old fashioned’s with me on my birthday exactly one day after moving into the house. Their complete enthusiasm for celebrating this stranger’s birthday on a Monday evening in December was a pretty telling example of what I’d just moved into… which is the best house ever (have I mentioned this before?). :)
I digress. Before birthday weekend, (several weekends ago) there was an America Party (on Bastille day of all days!). Our friends Dani and Sang threw an all out America themed party… which may sound a bit like 4th of July, but it was better. And when I say they threw a party I actually mean they redecorated their house in red, white, and blue, made appropriately patriotic snacks, and required costumes.
So we donned all the America-ness we had and went to Baltimore.
Most American couple award goes to Rachel and Phil.
Dani has an amazing deck off her second floor bedroom where we hung out for a while after it stopped raining. This was one of my favorite parts of the night.
I’m loving Alice’s cape here. Speaking of which, happiest of birthdays to you pretty lady! You are warm and hilarious and have an infectious laugh and I love living with you. I forever want you to come home every day, sit on my couch, and discuss email marketing, client database systems and hashtags with me. Except for today, we can skip that on account of it being your birthday. Can’t wait to celebrate. <3
I finally had an excuse to wear my red, white and blue, sailor dress (because one can’t just wear such a thing on any given day).
Such a lovely night.
Ironically this was the same night that as we were celebrating America,
America’s legal system did not find justice for a teenager from Florida.
A reminder that this country that we celebrate still has much work to do.