We Are Friends of Gold

A List of Goals
January 2, 2011, 4:33 am
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Last I talked about here, I was going on about the joy in getting something done, something that nagged at me. In order to continue with the idea of progress, I like the idea of goals for each year as opposed to resolutions. No thank you to swearing off this that or the other, aimlessly trying to make myself do something daily or weekly or what have you that I know I should. Instead, I prefer to make myself some lofty goals based on things I’ve been interested in – I want to make my life look like the fantasy that I create in my head. There’s no reason it shouldn’t look as close to that as possible!


So if I’m aching to write, I want to start working on a big project – why not write a book? I love the planning process behind this stuff, thinking out the necessary steps, pulling together supplies and thinking out initial ideas. Sometimes I think I actually get stuck there and don’t even bother with the smaller steps, and I guess that’s where a resolution is helpful in opposition to a goal. If I have a publisher in mind for a book and I know how many pages I want total and how much I have to write a day in order to finish in time, and the special ink I want to use on my book jacket, well that’s all fine and dandy but the resolution to write every day would actually get me closer to that goal than just the planning. And if I don’t write, then it doesn’t happen.

Well, I’m not always amazing at the follow-through. Sometimes I am. I set myself enough goals that I get part way there on some and that is better than nothing! But I’m kind of excited at the moment about where my life is, where my life has gone over the past year and a half, and I think building on that and shooting toward new goals will be easier than ever. I’ve figured out how to give myself the kick in the butt I need to move on something.

This year, here are some things I’d like to accomplish (no book writing for me):

Make all of the accessories and artworks that have been swimming around in my head – jewelry, purses, prints, printed fabrics, wall hangings, altered frames.

Spend time with my body – give it as much water as it needs, don’t eat meat if it’s not appealing, use the gym in the basement, go to yoga classes in the neighborhood, try meditating, and eat more sensible portions, just more often if need be.

Become more engaged with the city that I work so hard to be able to live in – go to events and monuments and parks and institutions, see the people I love, get out of the house.

All of these things really just take time. And it’s my opinion that I’d have more than enough time if I reduced my hours online. I want to make sure that I’m only reading the things I really care about, and that enrich my life. I shouldn’t sit around waiting for updates. I can always catch up. I need to occupy my time off of the screen, and make myself crave time to do and make the things that I want to in the same way that I currently crave being online, because a life lived staring at the screen won’t mean anything to me looking back.




A Problem Solved
December 20, 2010, 1:24 pm
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I cannot tell you how long I’ve carried around these pieces of clothing that needed mending or altering and seemed like a burden I could not escape from. I tried my hardest to tell myself I should just get rid of them, but their value seemed too great. I tried to get myself to take them to be fixed for so long, but I was constantly changing my mind about what needed changing, or if it was worth the money, or if I trusted the seamstress I had chosen.

It was a problem that I made for myself. I’ve been trying to simplify, to have things set and clean and more minimal, so that I can breath easy and do things. Stuff was weighing me down at a certain point. Especially after a move at least every year and a half for the past…. ten years? So I’ve been whittling my belongings down more and more. It feels good.

But what feels really good? Finally taking care of some of those problem pieces that have followed me around. A few pieces to a tailor here, a quick job with my needle and thread there, and suddenly things are in order. I’ve also epoxied a table together that has sat broken in half for months, and hung curtains that have sat folded in their packaging waiting for I-don’t-know-what for months.


A Distinctive Scent
December 19, 2010, 6:07 pm
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I have hippie tendencies at times. I have a few hippie types in my family, and their influence has rubbed off on me. I don’t follow the hippie way of life closely at all – in fact a good part of my lifestyle sways quite far from that path. But I do sometimes remember some of my hippie teachings from growing up exposed to that stuff and change things around.

A recent search for some moisturizer to cure my intensely dry winter skin led me to studies on the negative effects of certain ingredients. Mineral oil, parabens, fragrance, aluminum, chemical sun block as opposed to physical sun block… What to believe and what to ignore and chance it? So many products contain these things!

I am stubbornly sticking with my current face wash of choice which is the only thing keeping my full face from peeling off this winter, Pond’s Cold Cream of all things. Seems so old-fashioned, but it’s kind of saved me, thanks in no small part I’m sure to the first ingredient being mineral oil. Any other recommendations?

But another thing I’ve been meaning to correct for a while is my deodorant. I just got a Tom’s of Maine deodorant, giving up aluminum in the hopes of a longer healthier life, and I must say I smell… like a hippie. Ok, maybe not totally like a hippie, as who knows if they would bother with the stuff at all. But I do smell more like I belong on a shelf of dry goods somewhere between the herbs and the spices than mowing down tourists on the streets of Manhattan.

Still, I’m going to stick it out for a bit. As Dr. Steve Brule would say: “To your health.”

A Broken Promise
December 16, 2010, 5:30 pm
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You know, it’s funny – over on my work blog, I just kind of vowed not to speak too often about my daily eats. But now here I’m going to go ahead and do it. I kind of think there’s a deeper message hidden among this talk about rice:

I made some rice the other day. I wanted to have fried rice, and leftover rice is better for it, but I wanted it then, for dinner. So I made sort of a fake version of fried rice. Everything but the rice itself  – the veggies, egg, spices and sauces – was fried, and then I simply mixed it into the fresh-made rice, leaving a bunch of leftover plain rice for who-knows-what.

Then last night, I worked an event that didn’t have me home and ready to cook until nearly 10pm. I was too zonked to care, so I made what was one of the saddest meals I have in a long time – rice… with sauce. It kinda had me bummed out for the rest of the evening, and this morning too for that matter.

“I am the type of person who eats rice with sauce because she can’t be bothered” I thought.

“My usual simple meals were not simple enough. I’m pathetic. Get it together.” Not to say I don’t need to get it together a bit these days, but really, this was a low low.

This morning as I moped around figuring out breakfast, what did I see but… the last of that pot of plain rice. So I found a recipe for rice pudding. It seemed sort of luxurious, a treat, but it has eggs and milk and is warm and cozy for a cold morning and I had the few ingredients necessary on hand. You could sort of pretend it’s healthy.

Well, the rice pudding came out beautifully, it felt on the other end of the spectrum from the night before’s dinner. It made me feel like a real person again. That deeper message I mentioned above? I think it’s simply that you can make something fulfilling out of nothing – it just takes the tiniest bit of effort. And that even when you feel like you have nothing, there is likely a way to turn the situation on its head, if only in your head, and give yourself a new perspective.

A Beginning.
December 15, 2010, 4:18 am
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I’m interested in fashion, art, design, craft, cooking, music, emotion, personal growth, professional growth, connection to people and to the world. Here, I’ll explore a little bit of all of that.

My boyfriend thinks that the name of this blog sounds like it’s some money-hungry diamond dealer trying to suggest that someone make a big purchase. I did not intend it to sound that way. My inspiration?

“Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold.”

We are old friends, you and I. It’s like I’ve known you forever, dear reader.